"I told you so," seemed to spread across the town like a tide.But on Sunday, May 25, scheduled service began with very little fanfare. Soon five or si... trains passed through Rockville every day and two of them stopped, a freight and a passenger train, in both in the morning hours and again in late afternoon. By June the depot was being erected, and local parents were taking note of how fast some of the trains rumbled through their town, steam whistles blaring as they approached the grade. "I took a moment to contemplate how I could turn a truth question againsther. I had to ask something embarrassing. Then it hit me."Hey Brianne, do you stuff your bra?"She jumped up angrily. "YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO MENTION THAT!" I guess that answers it!" John laughed, and Brianne glared down at him.He grabbed her hand and pulled her back into a sitting position. Now shewas really mad. I knew something bad was coming."Hey Alex, truth or dare?" Dare," I answered confidently, not wanting to be. They’ll be practicing now. I enjoyed the sport, I was pretty good at it, it was just the whole sexual crap that turned me off.”About that time, a ball came rolling over our way. Eve picked it up, did a bit of dribbling with it, a slight smile on her face. One of the players started our way, then stopped, to watch. With a tilt of her head, she said, “You look like you’re used to working that ball. There’s an open basket, we’re just shooting around.” Eve laughed, since it was a 25 foot shot, but. The party barge was turning back for her when she swam to my hull."Pull me in, please," she said. "Please..."I tossed a bight of a mooring line over the side to her. She put the strap of her bag in between her teeth and grabbed the line. We both pulled and she was quickly standing on the bulwark."Are you okay?" I asked."Yes. If I can stay here. I don't want back on THAT boat."'That boat' was pulling alongside."Kaitlyn! Come back!" One beer-bearing lad hollered. "I'm cool. Okay?" Forget it,.