He watched her as if he were watching a shooting gallery duck going back and forth. Daphne knew he was watching as she was keeping her eye on him as w...ll. He was tall, six one, sitting there in a blue-stripe shirt, open collar, and black slacks. His short-cropped, brown hair graying at the sides marked him for being closer to fifty than forty. She wasn’t aware that she was gazing at him as he drank the bourbon, gazing at his lips. The masculine hands caught Daphne’s attention as he lay the gun. ..it's justso weird...but in these dreams, I'm a guy...and what's worse, I'm nobodyspecial at all, just a homely nerd who works in a convenience store." Gee that's odd," Danielle said with a shake of her head. "I don't know whatto make of that." Neither do I," said Cyndy, taking a long drink of coffee."Did you like it at all?" Danielle asked."God, no!" Cyndy exclaimed. "If I was a guy, at very least, I'd like to be astud!" Both women laughed.-------The morning commuter rush had finally died. I said her “is it? But something pointed was rubbing on to my back. What was that?” . She said to me ( “ chee nanam illathavane. Nine njan innu sheriyakkum”) “shameless, I will kill you today”. Saying this she jumped on to me and we began to fight each other with pillows of the sofa.At last I caught hold of both her hands and she looked at me with a sexy smile. I realized that it was my time and I slowly placed one kiss on her right cheek. She stood still with closed eyes and I placed another. We circled out over the lake and back to Portage. We discovered that the 100 foot line was double. There was a reef two miles offshore so we flew them both ... the reef and the half mile offshore line. Coming back to hit the Two Mile reef we over flew some islands.We did them, too. Some of the shallows off the islands were littered with wrecks, some nearly awash. Careful maneuvering showed us holes and channels in the reefs and ridges, this situation held until we turned east at Sleeping Bear.