Carlos pounced; George let out another eek and fell backwards with him into the water. /Heh heh heh./ He took the opportunity to get in a few select nips and caresses while they were under, and then grabbed her around the waist and got his legs under him. With a mock-roar of triumph he stood, lifting her kicking and wiggling out of the water.

He threw her across his shoulders easily, being careful not to bruise her in spite of being theatrical as all hell about it. "And having captured the young bather, the /Carioca/ from the Black Lagoon returns cheerily to his watery lair for a nooner."

He turned around and started mock-lumbering out to chest depth, making urgly monster noises.