Things get much worse

I exit out of the cabin and look to see that neither George or his man are not at the wheel. I clench my naked body as I was feeling cold from the rain and wind. I could feel my hard nipples poking into my arm and my body was covered in goosebumps. I quickly but carefully headed over to the wheel and grabbed it to try to get it on course, which it smacked my arms up a bit before I was able to get control of it. I looked ahead to the front of the ship and saw that both men were not there either and must have been dragged off the ship by the wave the smashed the boat a few minutes earlier. I begin to feel anxiety as I have no clue where I even am and currently was naked trying to drive a ship through a storm.

I also was unexpectedly feeling excited and the thrill of the peril that was currently in. I felt my senses tightening and remembering the quick lesson that George had given me earlier that day. I also remembered the position of the sun and looked at the compass to determine the route back to the port we left from. I begin to feel like I can get myself out of this mess and possibly call for help for the George and his man when I get back to port.

As I was turning the ship, I saw a huge wave approaching that was bigger than the boat. I grabbed the steering wheel and wrapped my arms and legs through it just as the wave collapsed on the boat and myself. I felt the pressure of the massive wave and felt myself blacking out from the pressure of the water. I couldn’t believe that this was how I was gonna die and begged that I could somehow make it out of this alive.