She also tells me her name is Betsy. I go outside and John and I get to work on the boat. About three hours pass and he gets a call. He then tells me ...e has to run and will be back in a few hours. As I'm working on the boat I start thinking to myself, man it's hot out here...But I keep on working until I start to hear some music coming from behind me.I turn to see who's outside and what I see almost makes me fall over. There's Betsy laying out by the pool in a small black and green bikini. She. He sold me my very own dream. *************She thought it was just one of our regular city breaks, one like all the others we have shared during our marriage. Three or four times a year we visit a different town. During the day we take in the architecture, the shops and galleries, and in the evening, in the bigger cities, it would be a show. That weekend I wanted it to be special: a five-star hotel in London, tickets for Hamilton, followed. That was a large part of her inability to relax. But there was the not insignificant feeling of sitting in her own ship across from someone who could legitimately claim to be an equal when it came to the Warlock. She'd repaired and run the ship single-handed from the day she'd bought it, even though it was originally designed to be a two-seater. Lucky for her, it had already been altered to be run by someone sitting in the pilot's seat."Did you rig the Warlock to be a single-seater?" She asked. .. I can't remember when but I do remember telling him now. "Abbey would love to. She always feels like me and Maggie leaver her out." She does look like a cross between us. She is probably an inch shorter than us. Little more rounded version of Maggie with bigger breast. Longer hair than Maggie's even, at least half way down her back. Last I knew she wore a 40 D bra and filling out those cups up quite nicely. She could loose a few pounds in the waste; still her 40-34-38 figure turned many a.