. ', the Captain called as I entered the room. ' ... We will be in Hamilton tomorrow and I really don't need you for a couple of hours. You and Tara g... up to the Crows Nest for the afternoon. Spend some time together. Be back in my quarters for dinner time'.'Some time together?', I asked her incredulously.'What I mean is, I don't care what you do to each other. Just keep an eye out for ships''Come on', Tara took my hand and let me to the door, her smile literally from her ear to ear.'One thing. Her white shirt was a simple muslin and homemade-looking. She wore black lace-up boots to complete her ensemble. Sarah noted the authenticity of the woman’s wardrobe, thinking she looked sort of like a real gypsy. The woman was dressed like no other person at the festival. Everyone else was so plain and casual. She looked around the plaza behind her. No one seemed to notice that this tent was even there.Beside the woman was a table covered with all sorts of bangles and metallic jewelry. Sarah. The horny daredevil. There were periods of time, when he could've been engaged in playful romance with his brother's girlfriend, Jessica. Nothing serious, of course. And oddly it wasn't much of a secret. That's why the next thing he experienced was with mom, who found out about lewd stuff that'd been going on and got troubled with it. She wasn't very happy to see her older son's sneering attitude too. "Why do you allow your sweetheart to do those things with your brother?" "It's ok, mom.. My packrat tendencies just paid off, in spades!I had balls of cotton string, hundred foot spools of quarter inch sisal rope, blacksmith-made tent stakes and plenty of canvas tarps, not to mention period clothing--and--shoes!Getting upstairs with bare feet was chancy. The nylon carpeting over the stairs and second floor was a gummy mess. There were sharp bars of cleats hiding under that goo as well. Two doubled-over pieces of that canvas tarp went to make quick booties with cotton cord wrapped.