Abby came over early to get dressed with Karen's help. Karen had sorted through her own accessories to find several items Abby could choose from to en...ance the outfit. Keith had gone to pick up his suit and a corsage at his mother's urging. When he came home, Abby was dressed and paraded in front of Keith to see if he approved. The immediate bulge developing in his shorts gave her the only kind of approval she could trust, but his words meant something to her as well."Abby, I don't think I have. My profession?That would be too easy.Later, much later, we will discuss my Profession.You've been coming to my lair for some eighteen months or so, and only now have I allowed you to realise that this isn't voluntary. You've done as I always have you do. You follow me around. You observe my habits, my needs and preferences, in a monkey see, monkey do, form of education.As is my wont, I have not allowed you the freedom to fear, just to observe until, to your utter surprise, you understand that I. But secretly." she confided, dropping the clothes she had collected at the foot of the bed. "Tonight, after we've eaten. I've already told Jamie."Emma looked down into her naked lap, a look of pain on her face. "Lori?" What?" she asked, quietly, touching her knee in this time of crisis."Do you still like me?" Emma! Of course! What makes you say that?"Emma shrugged, her lower lip trembling in preparation for the tears that seemed certain to follow. Lauren drank in the sight of her body, the. Took me half a day to locate it but the middle third of that deck is stress fractured. Once I got a cut it was easy. The apex of the stress area is where they bolt a power windlass and it spreads out and away from that bollard. Enough tension on that winch and that deck would lift. With the bollard and that, it needs a metal survey and that's out of our capacity. We could do a quick and dirty and put the molecular seamer on it but I worry about the condition of the rest of the hull. If it's.