You look really good in jeans but your incredibly hot in that dress.”I smiled and said “I wanted to look good for Peter and not embarrass you guys...by looking like a student.” Bruce had slid his hand around and was holding onto my waist on the far side. He had moved right up, side to side “You a very beautiful woman.”I looked at him and smiled remembering everything Peter and Barbara had told me. “Are you usually this friendly with the girlfriends” I asked.“No, usually the wives” he said.I. “I didn’t mean to. I was just going to go for a walk, too. It was so damned hot in that house,” he said looking down on me. He is a good head taller than I am, but I figure that’s okay. Better to take total control of me no matter what he is doing. “Well, you are welcome to join me,” I said, smiling brightly. I figured I must be glowing in the dark being next to him, specially knowing that I was wearing totally nothing under my dress. If a good wind picked it up just right, he would get a good. It was raised a foot or two off the floor, a brick ledge large enough to sit on separating it from the rest of the room. The mantle had a string of gold Christmas lights strung along it. "So your grandmother is...?" Oh, she's still kicking." Linda grinned. "She's in a retirement home now but she's doing well there. After pop-pop passed away, she had a couple rough years but she's around other people now and seems happy."They stood close. David rested an arm along her back. She let him pull her. But outside of the Polar Expedition, Franz Joseph’s navy just cruised the Adriatic and the Mediterranean. In some way, the new couple learned of a freighter, the Saint Margaret, for sale in Hamburg.You might wonder which St. Margaret. There are many to pick among. But my guess is Queen Margaret of Scotland, who was originally English. Somehow, Johann had qualified for a master’s certificate. And the newly-wed and still-infatuated Milli was full of confidence. So they sailed to France and took.