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As I stand at the helm of my boat, "Ocanis 48", on the serene waters of Swiss Geneva Lake, the wind whipping through my hair, I feel alive. My long locks are a fiery mane that seems to dance in the breeze as I steer the vessel with ease. A sense of freedom and abandon washes over me, and I can't help but let out a throaty laugh as the spray from the water mingles with my skin.
But it's not just the thrill of the ride that gets my blood pumping - it's the people around me too. My group of friends, all in their early twenties, are sprawled across the deck like a bunch of carefree animals. French and Italian laughter echoes across the lake as we drink champagne and bask in the sun.
As I glance over at them, I notice how they're all watching me with an intensity that makes my skin tingle. I know what's coming next - the usual flirtation and teasing that always seems to lead to something more. And I'm not complaining. Who needs a beach when you can have the lake on your own private vessel? The possibilities are endless, and I relish every moment of this raunchy adventure.
The sun beats down on us as we make our way across the water. Laughter and shouts echo through the air. We're all so carefree it's almost palpable.
I glance around at my friends. They look like they just stepped out of
