”“I told you, sir, I like working hard.”“Call me skipper, b’y.”“Yes, Skipper.”“G’wan, b’y!”I went back to the lounge and helpe... with cleaning up after breakfast. We set sail immediately, and after we got out into the open sea, Rachel showed me how to use the rod. I had wondered why the name of the boat was the Downeastern Newfie. Now I knew, though.Once we got into the fish-heavy area, it was fast paced and hard work. The fish were huge. Even with the mechanically assisted rods, the fish were. ..that is...300 dollars an hour at pure anal! But wait, there is no way anyone's sticking anything up my ass...no way.On my way home that day I was set that there was nothing in this world that could convince me to do this, nothing, but things changed. When I got home my mom was crying, apparently, the bank had taken the Tv and all the kitchen appliances because we couldn't pay our bills and we only had six weeks to pay the house payment, which was now over two thousand dollars. I ran up to my. “The way you’ll be working you can eat like that three times a day and still won’t gain an ounce. Not of fat, anyway. You might get heavier, but it will all be muscle.”The next day she knew he was right about not gaining any weight. By supper she was so sore she felt like an old woman, shuffling along.She’d had to use the salve again before going to bed the night before, just so she could get to sleep. Now her still-raw thighs seemed like mere discomfort, compared to her arms, abs, and rib. I mean completely bald, not short cut or buzz cut butcompletely bald to the skin of her head. What else? She was wearing nomakeup. I'm not so observant to say what makeup a girl is wearing butenough to notice there was no makeup at all. And no jewelry. Just blackleather necklace with a strange way hooked silver rings. She was wearingolive tee and khaki cargo pants. I could say it was a pure beauty as purebeauty of a concept car - just perfect form and color and nothingredundant - every boy's.