“What are you doing?” I ask, taking a step closer to him. “Clamming,” he says, and I notice the belt on his hip, the thick gloves on his hands... “I’ve never seen anybody do that before,” I say, crouching down beside him. He looks sideways at me and smiles. He has a nice smile, with a cute dimple in his chin, and smoldering eyes, dark like mine. I decide this guy might be worth getting to know, and proceed to ask more questions about clamming, of which I genuinely have no knowledge. He explains. He knew exactly what she was thinking. He held his hands up and glared at her. "Molly, don't you dare!" he snapped. Too late! Molly had already put her thumb on the hose and started hosing him down. Laughing hysterically. Luke couldn't move fast enough he felt the cold water shock his body as she soaked his shirt. "Dammit Molly!" he yelled. He tried to run but she wasn't letting up. She was still laughing and soaking every inch of his body. Finally he was so wet he didn't care and turned and. I must have smoke three or four cigars and had another two g&TS when I had to take another shower to try and sober up and calm down!It was 9.15 when I heard her car on the drive! I was sat smoking yet another cigar and nursing the 4th double espresso trying to sober up! Karen appeared in the doorway. She looked as sexy as hell, if a bit disheveled, not surprisingly. She grinned at me and kissed me on the lips briefly before sitting down, rather carefully I noticed on the deck seat."Get me a. As long as I could stand I wasn’t going to be pushed around like an invalid. I felt that if I sat in it I would never get out again. I was at the door when it opened from the other side. There stood Billie the Kid and her mother, Wanda.“Mr. Hamar!” the child exclaimed. “I was worried about you. Guess what!”“Hello Billie,” I greeted her. “Hello Ms. Martin.” I nodded to Wanda who seemed to be positively beaming. “What’s up?”“I’m coming to live at the hospital so I can be ready when my new heart.