We took a walking tour of the boat and I had to admit, it was very fancy. It was much more so than either of mine, but it lacked that homey feeling my...boats had. Here, everything was all ... um, hotel-y? It lacked any personal touches, that was it. Beautiful, but sterile.I didn’t see anything out of order on our tour, even though I got a look of surprise when I asked to tour the mechanical spaces and, especially, the bridge.“Captain, young Jack here has his Master’s ticket, up through fifty. Thankfully the shoes were so tall; running was the last thing I could do in them.My heart was pounding and I was in danger of forgetting to breathe as I turned the key and peered through the frosted glass and couldn't see anyone. I tentatively pulled the door towards me and shivered as the cold night air caught me unawares. There was no one there in front of my terraced house. Then I heard a familiar giggle and looked out to see Craig standing grinning slightly to the side of the door. "Get out"Rachael snaps her eyes up to Gage's and can see that he's angry at her interruption."Hey, don't get all bitchy. I told you earlier that I would be popping up at the most inopportune times. Is it my fault you weren't listening? No. " she snaps her fingers and vanishes with a muttered 'jerk' still hanging in the steamy air.Gage moves his hands and leans against the cool wet wall of the shower. The hot water still beating his back muscles that are beginning to relax. He bangs his head a. "I was worried about some sort of listening device in the car," he admitted."Damn, you're paranoid," Jan replied."It was just too, I don't know, over the top," Bryant said. "She had to be faking and the only reason I can think of is so she could get into my vehicle." I think she's just a horny slut," Jan replied. "She took a vibrator out of her glove box and shoved it up that nasty cunt before she drove away." That's gross, Jan," Bryant answered."I am not kidding you in the least," Jan informed.