I stopped by the mailboxes out front and grabbed a stack of the usualjunk mail."Don't you hate that?" a voice behind me asked. I turned to seeHeather... our neighbor from two doors down smiling at me as she picked upher mail, "Junk mail drives me crazy." What're you gonna do though right?" I replied. Heather was a cute, 24year-old brunette, and at 5 foot 7 she was almost as tall as me. Shelived with her husband of three years, Andy, and had become pretty goodfriends with my wife."I like the. . Could I... just do this thing? Who cares right? I wastrying to make money, the opportunity was right there.LGT333: Do it sweetie. Go get dolled up for me. You have 10 minutes or Iwalk.I got up and ran to the bed where the lingerie still was. Hurriedlytyping "okay!" into the chat as I did. I quickly tossed the laptop onthe bed and starting getting dressed as quickly and safely as I could"Fuck it fuck it fuck it!" I said audibly to my empty room "It's moneyJordan, you need this, and then you. This is a potentially damaging manoeuvre as the sail slams across hard and has to be managed carefully.'Tacking' turning the boat into the wind so the wind comes on the other side of the sails. Sometimes the boat sticks with the wind from dead ahead, and is said to be 'in irons'.'Making an offing' getting clear of the land.Ropes. There are no 'ropes' on board a sailing boat, what the layman calls ropes have specific names relating to their function...Line. General term for a non-specific rope,. ’ ‘Mm hm, sounds great…’ She smacked him playfully on the chest. ‘You’re not even listening to what I’m saying. Anyway, I think I’ll head over to a few boutiques that I know about now. Just to browse, okay? I’ll be back in a few hours.’ ‘Have fun, honey,’ Kevin said as Karen placed an absentminded kiss near his mouth. When she was gone, Kevin wearily lowered himself into his favorite easy chair, elated yet more depressed than he had been since this whole mess started. *** Kevin and Karen Carter.