I really expected that there would be no attendant and we’d be stuck upstream, the barrier being an obstacle to our trip downriver to our home marin....“Are you open for business?” I asked.“We’re open. Be advised we have a pretty good current. I’m closing the downstream gates. Come on in.” Closing one set of gates would stop the flow through the locks, otherwise Dorable would be at the mercies of the current. Her eighteen horsepower would be ill-put to risk the current’s eddies as it pushed. I actually didn’t care that Willowbud was fooling-around with Julia, but it did feel incredibly odd waking beside just one beautiful woman; I guess that made me a spoiled son of a bitch. Tera snuggled contentedly against my side, but Astrid was conspicuously missing, and Justina was sleeping in her work place (daytime bedroom) with Diamond.“What are you doing?” Tera groaned sleepily, her supple, bronze thigh resting on my crotch, her lips breathing on my chest. “Sending a message to Lucilla,”. “Hey,” Demaine said.“Sup,” replied Jaric.“Just getting cleaned up. I danced my ass off at the club.”“Oh cool!”“What are you about to do?”“Prolly watch sum on Netflix.”“Do you have Amazon Prime or Hulu?”“Nah!”“I have both if you wanna see what’s on them?”“Yeah!”“Stop by my room.”“Which one is it?”“118.”“Bet.”Twenty minutes later there was a knock at Demaine’s door. He answered. It was Jaric.“Come on in,” Demaine said. “Want a drink?”“What you got,” the point guard inquired.“Gin and cranberry. The thud of the impact; her helmet, which had not been strapped on but just sitting on her head like a hat, flying away like a Frisbee. Gabby and Tabby's screams mingled with the sound of rubber trying in vain to regain traction as the truck bucked and fought his every effort to control it. The swerve turned into a spin, suddenly he was facing back toward the intersection and he saw the mangled pink bicycle crumpled in the roadway. His eyes tried to find the girl's body but before they could,.