She poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down opposite me. I put down the paper and said:"Have a good night at cards?" God no and in fact I'm almost...sorry that I went." I thought you loved bridge?" I do, but last night I was paired with Helen Winters and she is the worst bridge player I have ever seen. She made so many boneheaded blunders that I wanted to crawl across the table and strangle her."Suddenly I was having bad thoughts. I was having some very, very bad thoughts." Helen Winters?. I did this but found only one. The woman who answered did not know Sally. Another dead end. I felt dejected at that, but Nicola then pointed to the blinking light on the answer-phone.I pressed play. It was Declan Corcoran. “Caleb me old mate, you don’t know how sorry I am. Colette told me last night but it was too late to phone. Anything we can do, please let us know. Come over for dinner if you’re on your own. OK?”It was good to know I had such good friends. I knew I’d need them. Nicola cut in. Having finished his lunch, he continued reading his book but now he stretched out on the grass on his side, his head propped up on one elbow. I now had a nice view of him with his feet nearer to me than his face and his whole body illuminated by the sun. His trousers were fairly tight and I could make out the shape of a bulge around his crotch where his trousers were stretched as he lay there on his side, still reading.He stayed in this position for a while but then he rolled over onto his. Looking at Tressa she handed him the sheet. "Captaen Reginald Fitzgerald, attention to orders. You are hereby appointed to the rank of Deiridh Aimiréal, commander of the Naval forces on the seas of Leti and of the future fleet of spaceships that will traverse the galaxies, congratulations". With that Colleen came forward to change the epaulets on his uniform and hand him the star for his collar, and shaking his hand. Reginald was speechless and did not know what to say but "yes Sir", as a very.