“And I don’t have a mate. We usually start fishing pretty early in the ay-em. Book you for tomorrow?”“I don’t want to fish, and you won’t ...eed a mate,” she says crisply. “I want you to take me out to look for that dolphin that was in the news.”He shakes his head in apparent annoyance. “You don’t have to go out for that, lady,” he tells her. He points to the crowded finger pier. “That’s what they’re all here for. It’s right down there, or it was a little while ago.”Her face blooms in a smile of. It grabbed her arm with one of its tentacles and pulled her closer. She started to struggle but its grip was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. Even screaming came to no avail for she had wandered too far and was now beyond hearing range of anything living. Except of her captor who seemed to enjoy her screams so much his other tentacles started to advance on her. She tried to wriggle out of the reach of its slimy tentacles but they were all around her and had even managed to grab. And thankfully so, though it might have started an interesting conversation that could have led who-knows-where. The clock gradually made its circuits enough times that it was finally time to go home.Very little of interest happened over the next few days. I eventually met up with Liz at the Golden Fleece on Friday evening for a drink. We debated about Craig’s girlfriend. Did she know? Did she? And how much did she know? What about Craig’s playing with other guys? Would his girlfriend. “For the crimes of acting like a slut, teasing me like a whore, and leaving me hanging like a teenage boy at a porn store, you Jane will receive three strikes on the bare bottom!!” There were cheers and couple of whistles as I got the impression that this was a rare and special occurrence! Jane shot some looks around the room and then dropped her shorts into a pile at her ankles as she looked at each of the faces shaking her head in disbelief! “I see how you all are. Don’t you worry! I am.