."He cut her off with a wave of his hand."Sorry Sir," he mimicked in a whiny voice, "It's just that I am so fucking stupid I can not do as I am told!"...His voice hardened again."I have told you, that sad pathetic little man is of no concern to you. You will not humour him by replying to his c***dish rants. All that does is make him believe that he is getting to you. Which he's not. He can do nothing to you that you have not already done to yourself many, many times over and it really is quite. “Me?!?”“Of course. Don’t over correct. She’s a pretty stable platform.”I snapped a few photos of the grin she had when she was sitting in the helmsman’s seat.Compared to my little sailboat, the Ada Z. is palatial in size. Master cabin is accessible by a hatch (door, okay) to the rear of the pilothouse. That’d be ‘aft’ if you’re feeling particularly nautical, and a similar hatch forward gets you into the forward cabin, where there’s a galley, a really generous head and shower, and a settee that. All of the utilities were included except telephone. My cellphone would work especially with the unlimited data and voice plan paid by the company.“We are at the first apartment complex. Let’s roam around before going to the office.”“Okay,” Olivia agreed.The apartment complex seemed nice. It had a nice pool and a reasonably nice exercise room. At least I would be able to break up the monotony of virtual office work. Maybe there would be girls around to get to know. It showed promise. So,. The walk to the museum was about ten minutes and we didn't talk much.The streets were noisy and I think we kind of needed to reset and getback to date mode. Steve went to the desk and paid for us both eventhough I protested and offered to pay.We moved through the museum and discussed the different things we saw.I explained that I found the age of piracy fascinating. I also saidthat I understood that pirates were, basically , people that didterrible things but I choose to like the more.