She bit her lip. "Sorry. I know you wouldn't have offered if you didn't mean it."He smiled. "Next time smacked bot." You wouldn't dare." The chance of...seeing your bare bot would make me very brave." Christopher!" Go on, little one. Scarper. Glass of wine?" Yes please."She was back ten minutes later looking radiant. "I spoke to both of them and they're thrilled." Good. Did you tell them about the crisis?" No. I thought it would be better to wait and do it face to face." Good thinking." I had to. Now, Clarissa darling, might I suggest that you and the divine Julia pop back to your cabins and put some clothes on.”Before Clarissa could speak, a tall, silver-haired Frenchman stood up and moved towards me. He was wearing a polo shirt, cargo shorts and sandals – he was a truly beautiful man, perhaps 60 or so, but with a smile that turned my legs to jelly.“Richard,” he said, in the gentlest of voices, “I normally agree with you on most things, but this time you couldn’t be more wrong. Dear. ... And thenthere's the ice, sandwiches & beer (for you) dam salad , fruit and waterfor me. You look at me in my raggedy tee shirt and cut offs and your eyessay "really - that's it?" I go about stowing stuff neatly as you fire upthe engines and soon we are out the inlet into the glaring, and already hotsun. A 25 minute run dead east and we are alone in calm deep blue water,and setting up the outriggers and lures, putting skirts on the baits andtesting the drags on the reels - after all this. "Looking back I could see the yellow glow lightly emanating from my door. I hadn't noticed it earlier."Any door or entrance way that glows that color you have the right to enter. As a side note, your door doesn't glow for me because you are the only person with the right to enter it. It is your kingdom. Guard it well. Come along."We walked forever until we came to a set of black double doors that had some type of writing over them. The script was swirly and dropped from a single line like.