I just shrug, and drop my head. What can I say?Geo steps around the plexi glass, and placing her hand just under my chin, lifts my face to look at her.... "Put your hands only where I place them, understand?"I just nod in embarrassment. She closes her eyes, and begin to really sway and move to the music. The way her hips move, and how she moves her hands along her body probably would have had me hard in no time despite her being my sister, if it hadn't been for my earlier session in this room. That’s where the boat was going to be hauled and worked on…in the middle of nowhere! I seem to remember Manzanilla Bay or town? Something like that and we blew a full day getting there then, had to ride the anchor until morning because, (arriving off-shore after dark) we didn’t have any idea where to dock or where to go. The captain left us to mind the boat while he took the dinghy ashore.The next day was a loss finding the yard and waiting for the boat to be hauled-out. We did have booze and. Suddenly, she was back in her simple black dress, forever growing gray, hunched over an old washboard. ‘Is this to be my life,’ she thought. That night she cried herself to sleep as the waves crashed against the hull of the ship. A brilliant flash of light and an enormous crack suddenly threw Christina to conciseness. The ship rocked side to side, violently throwing her tumbling sideways. She tried to stand up but the boat was too violent for her to hang on. Looking around her cabin she. My name is Barry. She likes to play with our names, like, “Oh, the Bear’s chasing the cat tonight!”It was the end of summer and we got a text from Skye, one of my wife’s employees. Skye broke up with her boyfriend but didn’t want to go to a family reunion camping trip alone. We were reluctant at first, but after a few hours of discussing it, accepted her invitation.After going over the necessary camping gear, including clothes and food, we headed out. I work from home, so my schedule was clear..