It wasn’t anything really major, but from that point on, it seemed like there was friction between the three Mistresses. Maybe there was before and ... hadn’t noticed it, but something was wrong. Nothing specific was said, but it was there under everything. I think Master Jeremy and slave kristi coming into the cove for the Fourth of July aggravated things. Mistress Tracy seemed really bitchy for several days after Master Jeremy left. Then about two weeks later, the three Mistresses got into a. It was doubtful they'd have noticed if the QE 2 had steamed by."Remember when Mary and you, used to walk along the towpath arm in arm together like that?" A little voice - that I didn't want to hear - said somewhere in the back of my brain. A lump immediately formed in my throat, as I tried to ignore the voice. I didn't want to get into conversation with that voice again; those conversations always ended with me feeling even more melancholy.Instead, I turned my attention back to the water,. Lunches were also late, due to lack of workers on this day. It definitely was making Jerry cranky. He tried to hide it but he didn’t do a very good job at it. Finally, his lunch came about an hour later then it was supposed to. He started to make his way to the break room when he heard from behind him. ‘Have a good lunch’. He turned around and there was Karen, smiling at him. ‘Thanks. I will definitely try. And then I get to have my fun sexual harassment meeting,’ he smiled back. ‘Try not to. That last hour was filled with washing dishes, restocking, wiping down the bar and sweeping up, so it wasn’t an hour of wasted time.Christmas, being that family time kind of holiday, meant that there weren’t many friends available to hang out or chat. So, I decided to check my luck on that all-too-familiar phone app. I opened the app to see if there was anyone online I’d even be interested in, but no dice. I turned off the lights, locked the doors, and sped to Mariela’s to my unopened bottle.