“OHMYGOD!” Jenn screamed at being caught fingering herself. Lea and Alex exploded with laughter and delight. After they calmed down, Jenn tried to...change the subject. “Okay, Okay... I can tell what these films are,” Jenn said to Alexpointing to the Triple X plastic cases. “But what are these?” she continued, pulling an unlabeled video from it’s cardboard sleeve. Alex looked directly at Lea. Lea took another pull from her wine andnodded her consent to Alex. “See for yourself.” Alex answered. " We need time to digest this."Ch. 3 Pickerel SeasonWe saw Fred over the next few days but only in a passing, greeting kind of way. Then the morning of starting another set of days off, I decided it was time to be over whatever it was I was feeling. Hell, I think Cindy was doing better than I was. I went out to sit with him."We haven't sat together for a bit," he remarked."I haven't had any real time off 'til now and, well to be honest, we didn't know how to be any more." Why do you need to be. I go through the bullshit routine questions, and I can tell she’s annoyed.“Sorry for the questions,” I said, “They are my bosses idea, I know you’ve heard them 1,000 times.”“Try 10,000.” She said, with a kind smile.“I’m sorry if they bug you, you look tired.” I said.“Very tired, came her reply, “I’ve been on the road for 200 days and if it weren’t for Bob, I’d be over stressed.”“Bob?” I replied, missing what she was talking about.“Battery Operated Boyfriend,” She replied, wiping her face with a. Tug ... tug on and on and on. The action of the back and forth motion broke the suction of the mud. The mud mixed with the incoming tide.The boat began to rock side to side ... the tips of the masts were increasing in their arc side to side. When the very last of the spring tide was in the arc exceeded 22 degrees from vertical side to side.The small ships diesels ... twins ... were started and the now very liquid mud of the estuary allowed forward progress. The main outfall channel was only 20.