sal ganuth

It was Vince’s birthday. His mates had dared him to kayak out onto the lake totally naked. Vince had laughed, “Yeah, sure, why not?”
A few hundred yards from shore, Vince paused, turned round, to see his mates loading up and getting in the van.
Before he could shout, “Guys, WTF? Nooooo!” he helplessly watched them drive off.
“They’ll come back, I can hang here for a while, no problems,” Vince had said to himself.
That was two hours ago.
Maybe they weren’t coming back anytime soon.
Maybe he had to find his own way back to the cabin.
Naked.