<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS-zBWWApOG1J8CPcUpDFot2n02AcRBchj4j6m4amWgJWtJ51eJKw)<br/><div align="center">Arlene</div></div><br/>Arlene already felt like she messed up, however, as he asked her to not do that again, it felt like it stung. Shit, I fucked up so much, she thought and frowned. Giving a nod, she stared hard at the water. "I won't...." she whispered.<br/><br/>The tension was broken by the pole being almost jerked out her hands. Her eyes widened slightly and she pulled hard, using the reel to fight and get the fish. As she tugged hard, she finally got it to come up. It flopped hard on the line and she almost lost the pole. "Shit," she swore as she yanked it hard and it came at her.<br/><br/>The fish flopped for a few seconds, her shirt getting wet and her nipples turned hard. As it finally suffocated, she looked up wide eyes and surprised. "A trout (http://www.fieldandstream.com/sites/fieldandstream.com/files/styles/large_1x_/public/import/2014/import/Image/2009/photo/18/wr1_0.JPG?itok=bmqYyOj7)," she said dumbfound; "a big one too!"<br/><br/>A large smile on her face and she actually laughed. "At least a dinner!" She got up and shivered looking down.<br/><br/>Her nipples were almost visible and hard as a rock from the fish wetting her shirt and sliding around her chest. A deep blush reddened her whole face...especially after her fuck up just a second ago. Looking up, she frowned slightly. "I...uh," she stuttered for a moment, "I'm going to go change and clean the fish....then maybe look at that engine...." she said softly as she got up, quickly grabbed the fish and fled down into the boat.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>~*~*~*~</strong></div><br/>Once she was down and into the boat, she almost threw the fish into the sink. "I can't believe I did that...I fucked up so much...now it's going to be awkward and it was all my dumbass fault," she muttered and chastised herself.<br/><br/>Letting out a puff of air, she went to her room. So much into her head, she forgot to close the door. Grumbling, she took her shirt off and threw it on the ground. Now topless, she went to her backpack to look for a new shirt. Which would be hard, since she was already running out of clothes before she boarded the boat. She kept mumbling to herself as she dug through her pack.