The salesman took his bag and brought it upstairs to his room, after getting the keys from the desk clerk who recognized him from the last time. It wa... a chilly fall and the sun set pretty early. It was quite dark by the time Bill made his way to a basement bar he had been to earlier in the year. The place was well-kept and the oval-shaped bar was surrounded by large plants and posters of exotic lands. “Evening Sir, what can I get you tonight ?”, asked the middle-aged barman“A gin and tonic. They only just made it as the ship then rolled onto its side, waves crashing over its torn and bleeding hull. The surviving lifeboat had until that point been sheltered from the full force of the gale by the bulk of the sinking ship, but now that it had all but submerged, they felt the full fury attack them. It drove them towards George and the lighthouse. Towards the furious surf that hammered and tore at the deadly rocks around its base. Was what he had imagined, those drowned sailors, had. She sat her tea on the nearby night stand, kicked off her shoes, and began removing her clothing. As she watched Rick, Sandy began to sway to a slow, unheard, musical rhythm that played in her head for her alone. She slowly unfastened the buttons down the front of her dress. She gently slid it off her shoulders, and down her arms. With a little wiggle of her nicely rounded ass, the dress fell to the floor around Sandy’s feet. She stepped out of the dress and began pushing her pantihose off her. Walking over and standing next to the boy, she scanned his body mentally appreciating what she saw."So, now what? What am I suppose to tell your mother?" Miss. Cooper asked somewhat rhetorically to the now silent Tommy."I just can't ignore what I saw," she continued. "Your sister could have seriously hurt you by jumping on your bed."Tommy was looking down, trying to find a hole to hide in as he listened to the teacher chastise him. Wait – what did she just say? His mind quickly replayed her.