First things first, the laundry had an old steam locomotive’s boiler ... water ... fresh ... hot water. Showers were five bucks ... each ... and not...a single one of us complained. Oh god ... clean hair ... really clean ... so clean it squeaked. The last hot fresh water was Odessa ... that was two weeks ago ... and another planet.Sure we had watermakers, one for each hull. Good ones ... with the charcoal filter and fresh water flush. Three hundred fifty gallons per day (gpd). They came with the. “My son is on vacation in Florida and I got divorced a few years ago, so I’m so glad you could step in at the last moment. Another week and you’d be back at college, or so your Mom said.” I nodded and stifled a yawn. I looked around the room at the endless line of unpacked boxes. “What do we need to get done?” I sucked up the situation and tried to put a brave face on it. Lisa explained that she had a system for unpacking. She was looking at each box, determining what needed to be unpacked. Am I allowed to ask how far you would go on a first date?”Candice strolled over to the window and stood with her back to him, looking out of the window for a minute.“What you said about being a writer; were you serious?”“This is your answer to ‘how far you would go?’”“Yes in a way.” She turned away from the window and he saw that look again; more mischief.“I was considering your question, but in my mind, there were so many possibilities. Looking out there I had this feeling that I could be. My calves ached. I rubbed them, stillencased in my fishnet stockings.I tried to unhook my bra. I found I couldn't.I decided not to bother trying to take anything else off as I turned tomy nightstand for my pyjamas and found a black lace neglig?e with eyelashlace around the chest and hem. There was a white one on Hayley'snightstand. Hayley clearly intended me to wear this one.I didn't have the energy to look for my pyjamas.How did Hayley know I was dressed like this? I asked myself as I put.