Then why did you marry him … twice? I scornfully asked myself. I watched as he stood and crossed the back of the boat to where I was sitting. “Ba...y, what’s wrong? Is your back acting up again?” I looked at him and then our mutual friend Chris before my gaze fell to my lap. “I’m fine. Just a little tired and so fucking sick of this boat,” I said in my whiniest, most demanding tone. He was very much accustomed to this tone. He heard it every day. “Natty, please. You wanted this weekend as much. In his last moments of awareness, he knew his soul was spared from seeing the horrors of hell he had created. Morning broke over the waters of Loch Linnhe and the sun cast its rays into the face of Eamon McGregor, beckoning him to awake. Squinting hard, he realized he would be living another day and weakly smiled. In pained effort, he pulled himself completely onto dry land and lay there looking about. To his north-east, just over a mile away, lay Castle Stalker. With no way to draw a breath. The feeling of hyper-awareness stayed with her, not oppressive any more,but strangely exhilarating. There was the cool night breeze, the glow ofthe street lights against the black of the sky, people passing, laughingand shouting. She suddenly felt aware of her own body as if it wassomething new and strange, as if noticing it for the first time - the wayher skirt felt on her thighs, the way the wind tickled her calves, herbreasts moving under her top, her hair brushing her shoulders, the. See you then..." Right on, man..."Steve recradled the phone and sat back. His thoughts returned to Karen, punctuated by a few of the flirty Shelly, then some rousing ones that concerned Barbara Keller.Shelly Daniels was a top-heavy little red-head with boyish hips and a cute face, somewhere in her late teens. She'd been advertising "here 'tis" to him ever since her first day in the office. Except for her dynamic tits, she did nothing for Steve, and even if she had, he would still pass it up..