Before I set off, I opened a bottle of wine and had a large glass of the liquid courage. After a pleasant dinner at a local Italian restaurant (and so...e more wine), we went back to her house for a little more conversation and, of course, some more wine. You might think that this is where the story takes a decidedly more interesting turn (as I’d hoped), but I was made to wait. When things were just right, I dropped the bomb. Not surprisingly, she handled the news well, saying basically that she. I could tell she was still uncomfortable, but she didn’t seem like she was going to freak out and try to leave the plane mid-flight! If she could just keep it together for another few hours, we’d be in Los Angeles. While THAT was going to be stressful, I didn’t think it would be nearly as bad as the flight.After lunch, Jeri actually watched out the window as the Great Plains gave way to the Rocky Mountains. She was no longer shaking, and didn’t appear nervous at all. I thought she might. "Okay, Horatio," she giggled, "I'll wear my other bikini if there's no one else around."After some lengthy negotiations we settled on a little motor cruiser that had definitely seen better days, but the price was right and we went up to our hotel to get some things for our little adventure. She looked gorgeous in her little thong bikini, but wore a dress over it for the short trip down to the harbour."Cast off astern." I shouted although mum was standing right beside me."Aye aye, Cap'n," she. Deciding that ten minutes had passed, she called out to the boys, “Let’s go up to the room and dress for lunch.”“Okay, mom,” John said while climbing out of the wading pool.“I’m hungry,” Joe said rubbing his belly. It took him a little longer to get out of the pool.“Me, too,” Cindy said smiling at the youngest boy. She had expected them to argue, but they must have been hungrier than she had thought. She spent a few minutes toweling them dry.Gathering their towels and stuff together, the three.