“Last chance to split, girl.” I said it out-loud.I turned at the Port Chalmers Yacht Club point and gently nosed the ramp ... just a light nudge.I...dropped the bow ladder and climbed down to the concrete ramp. I had minutes ... not hours. I ran to the club, told the bartender I was taking my Farr 3.7 and trailer and proceeded to do just that. Taking the boat with the trailer I moved it down the ramp. I had snubbed the anchor and unshackled it. I ran the chain over my homemade bow hoist and used. "Oh, it will believe me!" exclaimed Melanie, as she leant over to make the final introduction. They all grinned as they turned their looks upon me. We chatted for a while and drank a good few cocktails, as the group made me feel more comfortable and, less reluctant! Melanie came up with the idea that as we were her playthings this evening, we should be entertaining her, requesting that we three dance a while."I don't think I can dance in these heels." I said without thinking. Marikka looked. Most of the block was single family dwellings with the exception of a long two story brick building at the corner. That building was where Cassie lived. There were three mailboxes in the vestibule. The first was for C. Austenberry, which I rang without hesitation. Cassie must have been me walk up for I was buzzed in immediately. She met me on the first floor. Hers was the front apartment. She was wearing what looked to be a navy blue business suit. Her hair was styled differently than when she. Immediately she cried and called her parents. They rushed into the room and asked what happened. Usha told them that brother is doing something with her. His mother took her into the room and cameback within five minutes and told her husband what has happened. He took his son into other room angrily and beat him. Srikar told him that he could not control himself with some evil thoughts and so he did like that and he expressed his appology to all. Then his parents satisfied and told him , that.