She forced herself to think of Cadfael's question. Was there some secret place her father knew? She cast her mind back to the hours they had spent tog...ther in the little skiff. He had spoken to her of the sea and passed to her his knowledge of the waters around Samos, his weather-lore and seamanship, his deep abiding love of the ocean in all its moods. He had told her of snug anchorages where a small craft could run for shelter in any given wind. He had shown her places where fish would run at. Being Monday I was at work early and my boss who I now knew quite well asked if I would like to try working the stores ordering and such. It would mean extra money! I told him I was over the moon as with a new baby on the way and setting up house, things were getting expensive. That first day in the stores I was in a bit of a quandary having normally nothing to do with the stores and its procedure. I had seven staff in the stores which included two drivers and their mates two that travelled. "That sounded like Sara all right. I couldn't figure out why she had to be so rude at times. Especially to my sister whom I loved and cared for. Whom I was now having unpure thoughts about.About an hour later I called my parents since Jasmine didn't and let them know she was with me. I knew they were worried sick about her. My mother answered the telephone frantically and I managed to calm her down letting her know Jasmine was staying with me for a day or so."Hey Jas?" I said walking to the. She explained that it was all just a bit of fun and no harm was done to anyone. Joyce listened and refrained from saying what she so badly wanted to....perhaps her wet pussy being a guide that she too was not totally innocent. They had a few more drinks and talked and laughed, then....she checked her phone....The taxi sped towards Sylvia's home and the two friends sat in the back chatting. Joyce admitted she had a really fun time and would love to do it again soon. Sylvia told her that she had.