Annie approached him in a white blouse and the red tartan kilt. "Another dress-up day?" he asked."No. It's mild and I thought I'd wear this." I get it...-- you have nice legs and like to show them off." Once in a while. Do you think they're nice?" I think they're beautiful."She examined her knee. "Splotch and all?" Annie spread peanut butter on her English muffins and sipped her mug of coffee. She set her empty dishes on the counter and picked up her backpack. Hollis approached her. They embraced. She sat and smiled at her younger sister who stood there tapping the slipper against the palm of her right hand. After a few minutes, she turned and walked across the living room, returning to the sofa, the large wooden paddle in her right hand.“I think it’s your turn, Doreen.” She smiled as I sniffed loudly into her sister’s trousers.The older sister looked up and nodded.“I know how much this naughty one enjoys your paddle, Sis,” Maureen added, contemplating the large, heavy, wooden paddle in. It was simple bowl of mixed melons.Luke was awkward. It was like having Jessie's mom around."Morning Louise, nice day." Luke said. How loud were they last night?"Morning, yes it is." Louise responded with a smile."Wow, I think it may rain this weekend. And those crazy politicians," Luke had a desperate edge to his voice."Yes Luke." Louise replied."Hey Current Events Man, let's go," Jessie interrupted.As they rode in his car, she turned to him and said, "What was that about?" What was what?". It was an entertaining dream but Jo Anne sensed it may have some significance, that is, she understood it reflected the emotional disorder that had arisen inside her during this idyll on Cozumel. She noticed below her a young man sitting at a table outdoors sipping coffee. He was apparently a guest at the condo next to theirs. She decided to venture out to the dock and perhaps take a stroll down to the beach. Outside she greeted the young man, who was sitting at the table with his coffee, clad.