Denise explained that, with only acouple of exceptions, the memories of everyone's family had beenrewritten so that they remembered only what we were ...ow, not whatwe had been.Then, after some good-bye hugs, as well as some good-bye gropes(I both gave and got a few of those), we got dressed and walkedback through the doors to where we had come from. As Denisewalked me home, I asked her about those exceptions she hadmentioned when talking about family members who would rememberus. She just said. I showed an early interest and my oil baron father provided me with the best training in both classes of vessels.My story starts one day when I was inspecting our sixty-foot yacht. I was a fanatic about order and safety. After checking all the life vests, the zodiac, and emergency communication gear. I got a phone call from my mother that she and grandma wanted to go out for a day in the sun. She informed me that I was to captain the vessel and they would be there in ten minutes expecting to. She really only wanted Paul, but she needed some relief and if he wasn't going to give it to her then James was a great option. "Come on, k**, lets go sit over there and wait our turn," Fred said, pushing an enraged Paul over toward the other bed and pushing him onto it. "Don't worry, we won't hurt her. She looks like she's enjoying it to me." JoJo was in fact enjoying herself. James had begun kissing his way up her legs with his hands massaging them as he went. At 5'1" she'd always considered. Bunny backed deeper into the corner, trying not to trip in the perceived safety of her layers of covering. "Mom, can you understand me?" she said softly, trying her best to sound soothing and at ease. "I am your daughter. You brought me into the world eighteen years ago last week! I love you, do you understand that?"The grumbling little growl had a distinct hint of happiness at the words. Mom nodded her head, and the lengthy tail positively wagged with pleasure."That's a good girl!" Bunny.