We drank them until they were almost empty, laughing and gabbing about things in general when Martie said, ‘I’ll be right back and I want to hear ...ll the sordid details of your adventures!’ And left me sitting on her lounging leather couch. While Martie was gone, I started to think about the last time I was here and how I learned that my pussy was a work of art and not a smudge mark on my feminine canvas. I also began to think about the stories I would be telling Martie concerning what had. By dark, they were out of sight of land and Early decided to check on his email. The first thing he discovered was that "For a nominal fee, guests may send or receive e-mail via computers on board." Who the hell thought nominal meant fifty cents a minute? The connection was as slow as a dial-up line. Still, when you considered where they were, it wasn't how well the elephant danced but that it danced at all. As soon as he logged in to the company he received a message that said, "Early, all. "Darla?" I blinked."Sorry Dear, I didn't mean to pry it's just that you are so much likeyour Sister Hope whom you used to pretend to be." I'll have ChickareeCoffee with a red pepper twist, thank you."The older looking couple ordered and then I went and plugged my orderpad into the window beside the kitchen. Then got the coffee pot andremembered to grab the pot with the Chickaree Coffee. "What's aJalapeno shot? And a red pepper twist?" Who ordered that asked Miss Shayla as she stepped out of the. I don't want to like Thule Roemer." All right," said Marigold. "So, don't meet him. But, that doesn't mean we can't be friends, does it?" No," said Alan. "You're right, of course." Great," said Marigold. "I've got a class from nine to ten thirty today. Do you want to get breakfast after that?"He smiled, "You've got it, Goldie."Things continued apace for the next few weeks. Thule and Marigold stole time to be with each other. Sometimes, Thule sought her out. Sometimes, she sought him. But, more.