As she leaned back, I noticed her top had gapped a little and was disappointed not to have been able to get a better look. We nattered on and I could ...ell from the way she spoke that she was touched and genuinely pleased with my little gift. “Oh, these will certainly come in useful,” she exclaimed, flicking through the top one. The magazines were getting heavy as she still holding all four of them, so she bent forward to place the bundle on top of the low fence and consequently her top gapped. As it turned out, she had nothing to fear. No sooner had she left on her trip did he sell their home on the coast of Malibu and move in with another woman. April looked across the room at the wall clock she had bought at the local Wal-Mart the day before. It was still very early, only 7:00am. She crawled back up under the blankets, pulling them over her head, and drifted off to sleep for another 2 hours. At 9:00am there was a knock at the door. April slid out of bed and tied her black cotton. In previous times it had been home to farmers and watermen, people whose families had lived in the same towns for generations. These folk, called the Shoremen by their more urban cousins, were a tightly knit, church going folk. Few tourists stopped as they traveled through the Eastern Shore and life on the peninsula was largely unchanged for decades. When the Shoremen discovered that the government had planned to build a Potter Town community on the Shore, they organized and reacted quickly to. Rebecca giggled; she was soap-and-watering me and ... well, nature took its course. I was pointing straight up at the ceiling. She winked at Rosie, “Don’t think this here is normal, Rose of Shannon, it ain’t, not by a long-shot.”My face felt pretty hot, but Rosie seemed more curious bout the proceedings than upset. Rebecca got that impish look on her face and held me around the base with both hands and shook it in the air, soapy water flying around. Rosie had that maybe-smile on her face, but.