The other two were less sure and stayed on the deck below. Dave was the only person up on the top and sat on the first row of seats just after he came...up the ladder, right next to the rail, enjoying the wind and spray as the catamaran jetted along.About ten minutes later he couldn't help but notice a pretty young girl, probably only 16 or 17 years old he thought, in a very brief bikini with a pair of rubber thongs on her feet, not the best footwear for walking on the damp deck of a fast moving. ”I felt surprised to hear those words. I looked the guy over a second time, but didn’t think him much to look at. But someone once told me the same myth that applies to black men, applies to ugly men. I can’t lie; it made me right curious.After we’d left the bar I stopped in at the local glory hole shop. When what to my roving eye should appear shortly after my arrival? None other than the guy we discussed at the baseball field. He walked by and gave me a blue-eyed stare that made me want to. Before I could say anything, still astonished at her beauty, she smiled even more at me and asked, “Can I help you, you seem very surprised and perhaps a little lost?” I found myself almost unable to talk, but then stammered that I had seen the spire from the lane at the back of the church and was curious about the church being a little off the beaten path.Nodding her head, the lady parson (Parson Rachel) as I later learned explained that strangers to the area often said that which was a shame. I am standing just outside one of the entrance doors to the Green Dragon Farmers Market watching my wife, Marsha, and her boyfriend digging through one of the knickknack stands just inside. My heavy rain parka makes it almost impossible to identify me without looking directly into my face, but I still remain outside. I have been following them for the last thirty minutes. No kissing, but lots of hand holding and hugs. A sudden flurry of excitement indicated that they found something.