Why don't you step aboard and I'll take you over there. Maybe there's something you can identify. There isn't much left of it though." I'm Pat Hamelin..." I said by introduction and we motored carefully back to the scene."Corporal Williston, Search and Rescue, Comox. Was your boat all wood?" Yes. It was a motor launch built in the 1950's."He nodded but didn't say anything. I was getting the ominous feeling that this was my boat all right."The constable I talked to in Campbell River said there was. ." he ran his hand distractedly through his hair, watching me pour us a fresh drink."Well, you wanted t' stay." Yeah..."Something was bothering him, and I wasn't in the mood to fish for it, and didn't really want to deal with his problems anyway. I handed him his drink and he sank heavily onto a barstool. I leaned back against the counter and chugged half of my drink."Buck, am I queer?" he asked with tears forming in his eyes.I nearly spewed the drink I'd just taken all over him. I definitely. Again she spoke in a whisper."Aren't we forgetting something?"As soon as she started to speak, I knew what she was going to say. All I could think of was where I could find a hole to crawl into, to hide from my own stupidity. The condoms, bought so recently and forgotten so quickly, were in my jeans on the floor. I heard Carrie giggle as I left the bed and bent over to pick up my jeans. My ass was to her and I felt totally ridiculous. Carrie held out her hand for the box, opened it and took one. She was majoring in Business law. Her plans were to go to Law School upon receiving her undergraduate degree.Dinner was ordered and the conversation continued. Jackie was pleasant and intelligent person with a nice smile and excellent eye contact. When she spoke to or listened to you, she gave you her full attention. Bob hoped the band would start playing soon as he would like to dance with Jackie. He was a good dancer and he wanted to impress her. They finished the meal and adjourned to the.