After dinner we six met in the lounge for cocktails and dancing to a live orchestra. Hmmm, orchestra? Titanic? Nahh we're too far south to worry about...that. Besides we were sailing in the Caribbean and not the north Atlantic. While standing by the rail we noticed that the water was so clear that I swear you could almost see the bottom. The breeze of the salt air was refreshing as we stood there holding each other in the dark enjoying the solitude and each other. Cathy gave me the look and I. Late 20s, early 30s. Salesman. Building his career. Hair plastered back by god-knows-what grooming product. A possible. Four guys for him, though? The single mother could take that guy. Hell, her five-year-old daughter looks capable of putting him on the floor. Woman. Single, or at least sitting by herself. Mid to late 20s. In shape. Excellent shape, by the look of her. Athletic, but curvy. Brown hair, probably brown eyes. A woman alone. Bingo! One of the predators separated himself from the. They both laughed and hugged each other again.We took a glass of wine each and went to mingle with the other guests. There were a few strangers there which is always good. I spotted this fine looking young lady and my heart picked up a bit and I was ready for the chase, yeah I might be over fifty but my sliver tongue has never failed me as yet. My wife spotted me checking her out and asked, ''So is that your prey for tonight''.''Yes it is if you don't mind that is''.''Oh be my guest and if you. " I nodded.Jane jumped in. "I was looking with her this morning. I think she's right and we will have a problem."I said, "Okay, I want to go over the raw data with you though I don't expect I will come up with a different answer. Let's go have a look."Matt said, "May I come along?"I said, "Sure. The more the merrier."Tracey had her laptop and used the conference room behind my desk. She connected the output to the room's screen. She went over what she had seen. It was a tropical low from Africa.