“She’s a dyke,” Gwen said confidently.“How do you know? I have not even figured it out yet,” I asked.“Well it could be the way she looked ...t us; the way she took a peak at your legs as she reached our table; or it could be the way her eyes took quick glances at my cleavage as she spoke,” she said like an expert seductress.I laughed, “Interesting. I thought maybe you were going all lesbian on me.”She looked me in the eye and said, “Maybe I am going all lesbian on you.”As I considered her. But Captain Baker had earned his reprieve, at least from me. We were never going to be friends, but he wasn't going to die from my hand, or from any indifference on my part. Sure, he'd later probably try and do something to screw us over, if he thought he could make enough of an escape to grab his ex and daughter and skedaddle off somewhere to safety, but for now he wasn't going anywhere with two holes in his pipes. A proper gun like a .45 or my old .357 SIG would have cashed his chips out. And your supply issecure." It was a shielded question, not intended to implydisbelief but to signal it.Edgar nodded and slapped Katie's thigh, bringing a brief red risefrom the pale skin. "Mr. Chang, there are more where Katie camefrom. All I need is your ordering information and I canguarantee delivery within eight months. As well as guarantee of avolume of at least two million US dollars."The older Chinese nodded and rose. The younger man did likewise. As if on pre-arranged cue, the two. Tom didn't seem to mind his wife's display other than to complain he wasn't getting much of a view. I looked back questioningly at Brian and when I saw a smile on his face I decided to go for it. I had unzipped my jacket in the warm weather so I shrugged it off my shoulders and pulled my T-shirt over my head. I felt like a tease so I left my bra on and picked up my paddle to resume our trip when I felt a splash from behind me. "Come on, Rachel. Off with it!" my husband jeered.I unhooked the.