Norton was kicking easily, half laughing at Laurel Lee doing it tough only because he was such a flip, when the pressure of the dives along with the sudden power burst hit him. This time an extremely violent pain went all through Norton’s system; an old friend was definitely on the move. Norton was just about to pull down his Speedos and say goodbye when an evil glint appeared in the brown eyes behind the new, silicone face mask. Les swam out from the rocks a little, watched Hank for a moment or two as the convulsions went through him, then, judging the current pulled down his Speedos and squeezed. This was a ripper. Les floated there and let it all go; the relief was unbelievable. Les opened his eyes and watched the four old friends, all brown and shiny, drifting rapidly south in the current. They were bobbing nicely along and Norton was thinking how well they packaged their airline food when another attack hit him. This one was more a gigantic, hot spurt that almost moved Les through the water as if he were jet- propelled.
