The desk was a huge L-shaped affair. It seemed to be made of teakwood polished to a deep glowing brown, almost black. On the short side of the "L" wer... tiers of telephones, intercoms, and what looked like radio transmitters and receivers. On the long side of the "L" was the usual desk with a velvet blotter, a gold pen set, and a small model of some sort of complicated machine.To the young and voluptuous blonde, it was like standing in the private office of the President of the United States of. About one week into this she came out late one night right before I was getting ready to turn in. She did not have on her thick cotton robe this time and had just a normal sleeping gown that was sheer but not sexy in any way. I could see through it, her large tits were not in a bra and were hanging down around her belly. The gown was not short or sexy in any way just a normal sleeping gown but this was a first for her because she was always covered up in a thick robe. She walked to the kitchen. I sighed. We stared at each other. Does this make us lesbians? Sara asked. Do you like boys still? I asked. Yeah. Then were not lesbians, were bisexual. Whats that? It means we like both boys and girls. Cool! Im a bisexual! I, yet again, rolled my eyes. *That night* -Saras POV- Maddi and I had our clothes on again, because sleeping in the nude meant nearly freezing to death. We popped a movie into the DVD player and sat back to watch. We sat side by side, with our shoulders touching. About. We had seen a boat launch Sunday about noon probably someone going fishing with the kids after church. That theory was boosted by the two kids who climbed from the car and 'helped'with the launching of the boat.They returned empty handed sometime after 5PM. The time stamp seemed to be accurate. Just when I was about to give up, because the image had gone dark again. It was a long time before a cars headlight showed up on the screen. The car could have belonged to a catfisherman, but he had no.