Babs had been expecting the shout and hurried into the lounge with 3 glasses and an opened bottle of chilled wine. She had found a knee-length black s...irt and a white blouse to look like a maid for Leanne. The girls were lounging in the chairs and Leanne told Babs to serve them with wine so she gave each of the two friends and the Mistress a glass each and filled them with wine.As Barbara walked back past Leanne on the way out, Leanne caught her arm, stood up and put her hands on the back of. It was finally too dark to go back that night. We were stranded for the night at the other end of the lake. I think we finally got tired of not talking. I know Diane was not a normally quiet person, and I have been known to talk as well, on occasion. I think it may have started when she finally stopped avoiding me and put her arm up around my neck. It wasn’t in passion, but for comfort. I grinned at her and leaned back and closed my eyes. I think that was when she started talking. I. She said he was making a name for himself as a sailor. At last, he was doing something I could understand. A race is a race whether it’s running swimming or sailing. The first one over the line wins. You can tell how someone is doing by their position in the race. I were right proud lass. I wanted to go and see him race but I had no idea of where or when he was racing. I could have asked my friend, but I didn’t want to admit that my youngest son was a stranger to me. I just bluffed it out by. Since there was no longer a wife there was no reason to maintain the apartment they had lived in. He decided to sell it and move back aboard his sailboat. It was a much simpler life anyway. The bar was nearly empty when Billy went in and sat in corner by himself. The waitress was good looking and friendly, but he didn’t notice, and the last thing he wanted was to be friendly with a woman, any woman. It wasn’t that he liked men or anything like that, it was just that he was hurt and couldn’t see.