Aber ich sie! Und sie sah auch in Zivil gut aus. Und dann nahm sie einen Schlüssel aus der Tasche und ? Jo, schloß ein Fahrrad auf. Son kleines, Kla...pfahrrad. Also fährt sie nicht weit dachte ich und fuhr ihr hinterher. Ich ließ sie so ein Stück vorfahren. Ich wollte eigentlich nur sehen wohin sie fährt. Sie fuhr auf der Promenade genau Richtung ? Wald. Ich konnte es nicht glauben. Die Sonne war schon untergegangen. Ich fuhr etwas näher heran. Als sie den Waldesrand erreichte, sah ich einen. “Bring Vingt-huit’s woman Florette.” Jean sipped the fine French Cognac that was warm and soothing as it slid down his throat the warmth radiating and suffusing throughout his entire body. Jean swirled the snifter impatiently as he waited relishing the wonderful scent wafting to his nose, the hints of honey-caramel teasing his nostrils. Jean’s mind was turning as he thought how it was necessary to humble and humiliate Vingt-huit for his insolence. But how Jean wondered to himself? Just exactly. Sails ... yeah ... sails. That's what I was doing to the boat. You have to forgive me, writing down what happened is embarrassing.The local rep for UK Sailmakers and I were out on the lawn as he and I unpacked and unrolled the lot ... and there were a lot ... of sails. The Austin's had sails from Chicago, Sturgeon Bay, Dunedin NZ, Miami, San Francisco and most of them were UK made.Nylon, Mylar, Sunbrella, and canvas in various weights for various situations in various locations. We were going. .Hot.”I give her an exaggerated, very staged "hey there" nod with two raised eyebrows. She giggles. Good. She’s engaging with me on a new level. Irony is often the beginning of understanding, and I think this is one of those times. My social brain thrives on inversion. Sarcasm, irony, double meanings and multiple entendres.“Well,” I say, “I hear you. On the other hand, an abrupt turn off wouldn’t exactly go amiss in this situation.”“Are you saying that we’re unmanageably arousing?” Emily.