"Does it feel scratchy against your chest?" I breathed into his ear."No," he whispered back. "It feels ... really ... really good." His voice cracked ...n the last word. "Soft." Good," I said, moving so that my lips were right in front of his. "Now see if you can undo it." I beg your pardon?" His eyes had been perpetually wide since he first saw me in the satin and lace nightie, but if it was possible, they boggled just a little more."You need to be able to undo it easily," I explained. We had tough weather conditions and three out of five boats capsized, including ours. By the sunset, when we returned back to port, it was already really cold because we were soaking wet. Still we had to pull out the boats, wash them and cover them, a routine that takes almost an hour. I was shivering. A young girl from another crew who saw that I was soooo cold and had got out of the sea earlier, told me to go to the locker room and have a shower in order to warm up. There was hot water she. They would be spending five days (four nights) on our island.DAY 1We had their flight information and as expected – it was in their written instructions – got a phone call as the family was leaving the airport in their rental van. We would great the family, show them the appliances, hot tub, and pool. And depart.That’s not what happened.Addressing Elaine and Karleen I said, “Ladies, the bedrooms are upstairs. Figure out where everyone is to sleep while we show Douglas and Kyle the appliances. When they arrived at the poetry club, a long line of people hugged the walls of the buildings down the street. The bouncer let Claude and Amanda inside before the crowd. Already a Charlie Parker jazz tune blared from overhead speakers, the narrow hallway opening to a stage area where Claude’s former teammates turned their heads in shock and bewilderment.“How y’all doing!” said Claude with Amanda behind him.Only Amanda sensed their shock. They didn’t smile with Claude, only gave him reluctant.