To have love one-on-one. Something I thought we never quite had. Obviously it wasn’t enough for him. Maybe it wasn’t enough for me, either. I don�...�t think I was ever as happy as I was with you. Not just that I missed you, but I missed all the people I loved. The kids of course. But your wives as well. And those who might as well be your wives. Jo. Shawn, even if she has found a mate.“What I figured was this selfish impulse to just have you, which probably had a lot to do with jumping into. ” I was reasonably certain that the cats referred to are the animal, small, furry, independent, affectionate in their own manner ... but, after the first day, I’m not so sure. I will admit that the recreational craft in our convoy were not all catamarans ... they were the worst offenders.Since we were supposed to be part of the escort, it was SV Flint‘s duty to ‘Cut ‘em out, ride ‘em in, ride ‘em in, let ‘em out, cut ‘im out, Ride on in, Rawhide!’At any particular moment there were at least six. The ball-buster tightened so much that I thought I had been kicked in the balls by a horse. The pain brought me to my knees. It didn't let up either. It must have squeezed for half a minute. When it was done, I was crying, sweating and sick to my stomach. I vomited the remaining contents of my stomach. One of the store employees had heard the commotion and came in to check on me. I told him that I must have had food poisoning. I told him I was OK, but he refused to leave. I cleaned myself up,. ”Mary downed her drink in one. “Oh that was good Vic, I'm gonna have another.” Vic was sipping her orange drink. “Mary that oragne hass an unusual taste. I've never tasted orange like that before.” Vic's orange was 50% vodka and Vic never touched alcohol. It wasn't long before she was very happy. Mary had a selection of dance music tunes playing. Vic's second weakness is dancing so when Mary suggested they dance she agreed. As they danced Mary worked closer to Vic. Eventually, she was rubbing.