"Hahahahohohahahohoho." When Kowalski stopped laughing he said, "Like that's ever going to happen."The cheap ones were made in India ... perfectly fin... if you never got out of sight of land ... and had intimate knowledge of the coast ... and they were two hundred dollars. The one that did everything but the math was five grand. The best one that actually worked was 2 grand."How about Nathaniel Bowditch's, The New American Practical Navigator?" A copy comes with every sextant." Not just the. Amelia looked awful; hair, usually so soft and feathery, was limp. She was so pale.Lifting her glasses, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, gave me a half-hearted smile, and reached for my hand. Her touch was delicate and her hand ice cold.Peter looked at me from behind her.“What did you do to her?” I asked in a whisper.Then all the memories flooded back. I inhaled sharply and winced at the pain. “Where’s Rufus? Is he okay?”Amelia nodded. She finally spoke. “He’s at the vet. "Sorry. Nothing. Long ride home and in this," I said, pointing to the snow."I'm so sorry for keeping you late," she said, genuinely concerned and thankful. "You really did save me tonight, though." It's no problem, Miranda," and she beamed when I said her name. Down, boy!"Well..." she began, and I thought she was going to say something else, but her eyes dropped and she just said, "Drive safely." And then she added my name. It was like music to my ears.I watched her go to her car in a dream. Her stomach was tight, her chest tight. Sue knew her way around Julie’s body, knew too what she liked, and didn’t like. Julie was breathing heavily, her arms above her head, her hands gripping the antique Victorian bedstead. She was coming, she could feel it growing inside her, just as she could feel Sue’s tongue inside her cunt, her breath hot. She was nearly there. Almost, nearly, a little more. “Yessssssssssssssssssssss………….”The man sitting in front of Sean’s desk was sweating. He was pale,.