"Yes, Marcus," said Ursula.The outer hatch opened, "Bad news, Ursula," then he caught sight of us."Who?" My stepchildren, David and Wendy Valmaat, Mar...us," Ursula said. "What bad news?" My rat bastard father, he sold my boat," Marcus Toivonen said. "Some punk rich kids bought her. You two should leave. I need to hide the boat." He motioned to us and nodded at the hatch."Nope ... not going," I said."Why not?" We're the punk rich kids. You need to get off our boat." I wasn't happy. "Mother, you. " I turned the TV off. This can't be happening, this isn't good. My heart went out to Brad and I just wanted him here. Why? Did I want to comfort him or have him reassure me that I would be fine? What if I was found out? What if...I laid back and shut my eyes. I felt was so damn tired, but my mind wasracing. I slowly rubbed my chest, the burning hadn't... The phone ringingstartled me and I slowly sat up right. I caught it on the third ring. Ichecked the microwaves clock - 9:59 PM, this had. "The girls told me everything, Michael — including your 'pickup move' they thought was so good. Did you use one on my sister?" Actually no, I saw her red hair, and I was drawn to her. It was in the college cafeteria. She was sitting down, listening to something on her headphones. I walked over with my food and got her attention to non-verbally ask if I could sit by her. She nodded in the affirmative and also told me that I would die very young, eating what I was eating." And what was it, you. " From behind me, as Liz stood tall and gorgeous and sinewy, clad only in her (silver) thong panties. I'd only been wildly fantasizing about her for a few years; she made the fantasies look pretty lame. That ass, alone... Liz glanced back, wriggling her fingers: We'll deal with this later.Fran tugged my waist. I grudgingly let myself be hauled away. Liz was kicking the door shut, saying, "He what? What?" Pause. "Will you help?" Pause. (Muffled by the closed door): "I thought so; that's the.