I barely survived last night.
I glanced in her direction and smiled as she cast her net with such delicate skill. I truly enjoyed watching a master hone her craft. Her unsuspecting prey was slowly becoming entwined as the Teacher, again, taught the student a valuable lesson. When her prize finally reached the safety of the boat, she gleamed and laughed as the drunken bitch attacked me instead of her actual oppressor. Needless to say I’m not going fishing with her anymore.