Keys sang a harmony as Don overdubbed a quick solo. Life was good. The Gibson sang to him as his fingers caressed her neck, much like Jessie's passion...song the night before.The song ended and Stix whooped. "Perfect!"Don hauled the axe off his shoulder and set it down on the stand next to the studio amp."One more take on the solo?" the engineer said into his mike."We're done," Don replied."Axe..." Keys started."We're done." But it needs polish," Keys said. The engineer nodded behind the. Around mid-day, the wind had dropped and veered more to north-west; I hoisted the main with three reefs in, and we were making five knots a little east of north. The sea was still high, with six-metre waves, but Serendipity was riding easily; I was proud of my ship. By six, we were opposite Whitby."Ready for bed, or a night watch?" I asked Grace."I think I'd like to sleep, if I can," she said.I was happy with that, as we were approaching the shipping lanes for Newcastle. She reappeared at two. He wouldget into the company car (thought it might be a tight fit, theirautomobiles being compact models in order to control expenses) and setoff on his route, cover the portion of his territory that he was due tovisit today, and return with his sales book full of orders.So Greg confronted his new fashion options. Somehow he had a freshlyacquired understanding of what to put on, as well as how to wriggle andtwist and turn to don it all correctly, including a bra with capaciouscups. He stood. One of them was a guy called Jeff who was in his mid 30's and kinda cool. A few days later I bumped into Jeff at the shower block. We started chatting about nothing in particular and he asked me if I had a girlfriend. I told him that I didn't. Not to worry said Jeff you don't need a girlfriend to have fun do you. I said I suppose not. He then said if we want fun we can always have a wank can't we. This took me slightly by surprise but I said yes I suppose so. Jeff said you have started wanking.