“That’s not the problem. I just don’t know if it’s a game or a date. I think it’s just a game.” She waited a moment, then confessed, “I ...ish it was a date.” Maddy came over and squeezed her hand. Molly was so…open. She shouldn’t ever play poker, Maddy thought. Out loud, she said, “Well, some people say dating is a game. Maybe you can make a date out of it.” “I’m not that clever.” Molly sighed and looked away. “I’ll probably end up saying that to Jake, that I wish we were on a date. Then he’ll. Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a sailing we will go."Wendy?" Megan?" I want to bring my boat closer ... Mobile? Maybe?" Let's check the maps." Good idea, Wendy ... you're pretty smart..." For an old lady?" Yeah." Megan giggled..."I didn't ... I mean ... ah ... shit." Gotcha." Wendy grinned. "You're pretty smart yourself ... for a kid."They both laughed.For awhile, there was the rustling of maps and Atlases and a lot of groaning at abandoned airfields and no fly zones."Now you know why I bought Sharpe Field .... Lori was a very sexual and very sensual woman and she'd long thought that if she'd be open and honest about the things that men and women were looking for when they set out to purchase lingerie, she'd be a raging success at what she was doing. She'd been so right that her success had nearly blown her away.Lori's lingerie shop had all the normal sexy things that you'd expect to find in such a store -- bras, panties, garter belts, nighties of all kinds and varieties, stockings, etc. and then in. ”On our third ‘date’ -- a date was that I would meet Josh at his favorite watering hole, The Treasury in the Financial District -- I let him get a little pawsy. Just boobs, just briefly. No bra, he seemed to approve. Surprise, surprise.Josh could hold his liquor pretty well. Unfortunately. I’d have to see about making a tonic-only contract with a bartender. But that could be tricky, Josh is a regular. The Treasury is within walking distance of his apartment.He did talk a little about some lab.