I noticed he was very tan and had a really nice build. I saw him bend down and fill the bucket and then as he stood up he let the water drip out all o...er his chest while his other hand wiped it all over him. I guess this was his way of cooling off. Suddenly he turned towards the house, looked for a moment then went over to the great room French doors and knocked on them waiting for an answer. I thought, “Oh shit, what do I do now?” Getting no answer to his knock he came back to the pool’s edge. Clyde shipped 32-pounder carronades on her quarter deck, giving her almost the firepower of a small battleship, and Anson could see the Eendracht heel over under the impact.Anson looked for Stevens. "Get me my steel hand!"Stevens reappeared in less than a minute. With his servant's help, Anson replaced the stuffed glove on his stump with his battle gear, a two-tined fork made of steel with a steel sheath for his stump. He had it fashioned by a Salcombe smith at Butterworth's advice. It could. "One morning your are going to wake up with a splitting headache and no memory of the previous evening and you will know that I have paid you a visit."This time she didn't say anything she just opened and closed her mouth a few times. Then she found her voice."You pervert," she yelled loudly and I was concerned that someone would hear. "I'm calling the police." Be my guest," I said, sounding more confident than I felt, for I was sure that I had gone a little to far with my joke. But I was sure. The government officials get the big bucks in their pocket and can retire at 55 with full protected pension while the taxpayers, us, slave for pennies and they're even getting rid of them. Go figure.I was so depressed last night thinking about the economy, the wars, lost jobs, savings, Old Age Security, retirement funds, etc, I called a Suicide Hotline.I had to press 3 for English.I was connected to a call center in Pakistan. I told them I was suicidal.They got excited and asked if I could fly.