Good, I thought. Dave is a prick--a rich prick. He inherited it. He is also married to Carol- a "second wife" who epitomizes the term "trophy wife."Wi...h another couple, we were crewing our sloop "Hammerhead" on the final downwind course of a local race. Neck in neck with my arch-rival Dave Van Horn, we both maneuvered for position.Dave was at the helm and Carol manned the starboard winch as our sloops charged down the final leg. Carol's pretty little butt was still sticking out, so I engaged in. Evan remained lost in thought as I withdrew the device. It was still alittle warm to the touch from the last time. I wondered what he wasthinking? I felt kind of bad. The poor thing had no idea what I wasdoing to him.The sales associate, I reasoned, would make for an excellent swaptarget. She clearly knew a lot about makeup, and with her current bodylike that, it wasn't going to be doing her much good anyway. Quietly, Iset the dials to swap her knowledge of cosmetics with Evan's.There was no. Chalmers, while I was staring into my newly semi-filled fridge trying to decide what I was going to have for dinner."That was fast," I said as I opened the door, but rather than the male figure of Mr. Chalmers that I'd been expecting, it was a small, plump 40-something woman."Oh excuse me, Mr. James," she said in a familiar voice. "I know I shouldn't have dropped in unexpectedly." Not at all ... Mrs. Ibarra?" I ended in a question, though I had little doubt of her identity."Please, its Edwina,". They had very strict, scheduled to the letter life-plan in mind for her since the day she was born. She was meant to go to the same law schools, have the same friends and get the same job as her parents did, all boiling down to looking after the family's estate just as her parents did and her mother's parents and her mother's parents did, etc.Joanne was descended from a formal Spanish aristocrat that came to America on a Holy mission (apparently to find the fabled "Fountain of Youth"), only to.