He brought his fishing gear to work with him and spent hours each evening standing hip deep in Ship Creek casting over and over. Early morning weekend...sex--a mainstay during the long, dark winters--was a thing of the past. Saturdays meant up before what passed for dawn in Alaska, and out the door for hour after hour of floating this creek or that river. Home late smelling of algae and sweat and, damn it, fish.When he was home, they were both either cleaning, curing, packing, and cooking, or. This was all new; the approved formula had most of the bugs shaken out of it, but just collecting EVERYBODY was a new wrinkle. Using Fleet Auxiliary personnel was also a new wrinkle; as I reminded them in briefings, "We're relying on history, here. People expect Marines at pickups. They expect you to be bigger, stronger and faster than they are, and they expect you to put down trouble before it starts. You're all stronger and faster, if not bigger, and you CAN put down trouble -- but we're. I could live in theapartment over the garage. I was to keep his Jag, Hummer and Bentley allin top workin order. Then I was to be on call to drive him at any hourany day. When he told me what he'd pay me, I sure as fuck had nocomplaints. Plus, he said there'd be some extra perks. Boy, were thereever!I tried to act cool, like I was deliberatin his offer, but in less timethan it took him to finish gettin dried and stand up, I told him I'd takeit. Good! He reached down and shook my hand. His thick. He said that he had seen the top of the little blue umbrella over the top of the fence so he figured my uncle was dressed up. He had decided to surprise him and improvise some hot role play by coming over and catching him off guard. I had already decided I wanted some of this man so I immediately went into my role as Bo Peep. "I'm sorry father, I didn't mean to lose the sheep again. Please don't be mad at me!" He smiled briefly then with a firm voice said "now Peep we've been through this.