Just before we parked at the harbor, Sarah said the boat was moving. She felt it backing up and turning around. She heard hushed voices saying they we...e heading towards Winthrop Harbor to make a pick-up of some kind. She wasn’t sure, but she thought there were more people on the boat now.Dad said he heard her and was relaying the information. He said we should go up Lake Shore Drive, the 40 some miles and we would be there before the boat would. Sarah said she felt a little better, now that we. "Sorry about that, Sky," Sheila apologized as I dried my hair with my undershirt. "I couldn't resist, you looked too peaceful," she said as she smoothed my hair with her hand. "It's okay; I was having a fucked-up dream." She was sending mixed signals of authority and arousal, or at least availability. Sheila was trying to be nice, almost like a friend. "What's the plan?" I asked as I stuffed my junk in my shorts, zipped up my jeans, and awaited instructions. "Give me a sec to air dry," Sheila. I'd noticed, early on, that customers on my direct sales route who had purchased my products at retail from one of my commercial outlets, were anxious to get in on what they now realized was a half priced bargain. As a consequence of this, my direct sales volume kept increasing, and that seemed not to have had any negative effects on the sales volume at my commercial accounts. I found this to be a pleasant happenstance.I had to eat seven pieces of the new steak piece product to satisfy myself. “This is my sister Kathy. She’s in all AP classes and she’ll probably end up skipping her sophomore year because of her grades and the classes she’s taking.” Brandon tells him. It honestly sounds like he’s bragging. “Hello Kathy. Well, I guess I’ll see you soon then.” I smile at him and say, “I guess so.” With a smile. I wander over to some of the posters on the wall of the current and last years sports teams as they finish up their conversation. I find the one of last year where Brandon was a.