.. and one that I actually WANTED an honest answer to, regardless of what that answer was, and ... nothing. No guidance. No permission, or lack thereo.... Apparently, it was all up to me whether I went to Rachel's birthday party, and what would happen there.Now you know why men go crazy when there's a woman in their lives.It sort of sounded like she might be telling me that she wouldn't throw me out if I ... did ... something. By the same token, if I did ... something ... it might cause the. “Mr. Muir, kindly return to the deck and take over whilst I visit with the Commodore,” Thomas hailed.Moments later Muir was on the quarter deck. “At least they caught something too, Sir.”Thomas nodded. There was Bartleby with Thomas’s hat and sword. Thomas collected his reports and put them into an oilskin bag folded twice to make it watertight. His gig was ready when the other ships hove to close by, and he was indeed the first to arrive at Caroline.A strange captain was waiting for him at the. “So, what do party girls like to do to party?” I asked bemusingly. There was some talk about things that were illegal, so I will not go there.With a light blue haze and a sweet aroma filling the air of my house, someone decided we should play “quarters.”It didn’t take Jack or me long to get down to our boxer shorts, or for our three very attractive and vivacious party guests to be sitting in front of us, completely topless.Then, one of the ladies said Jack had mentioned something about a hot. She bit her lip, still blushing adorably. She bent down and gave another little kiss to mom’s warm bush. It must have felt good for them to be close like that.Then my sister turned to look at me, smiling mischievously. “Was that as interesting as you had thought it would be, Johnny? You look kind of flustered.”“Don’t tease your brother like that, Jay,” mom sternly said. “It’s perfectly obvious why you are doing it. Don’t think I haven’t noticed it, you can’t hide things like that from your.