I helped Nancy, getting an appreciative smile from her.There was enough tension at the table, but I did my best to answer whatever was asked.“I will... clean up,” I said.“So will I,” my excitable sister said.“I will let James help me,” mom said, excusing Nancy.I stacked the dirty dishes in the sink. I started to hand washing them. Mom was glaring at me, waiting, for the moment, to start her interrogation.“Are you going to tell me, or do I get to ask your sister about this, James!”That make me jump. She would say she was going to a meeting. I guess she meant she was meeting like-minded people." Yes she was and some of the time there really was a meeting. She would call those of us who helped her with the charity business and we would meet here for our discussions and decisions. Not much business of any kind is transacted in Savannah that isn't over a drink. Doesn't mean people get drunk but they do drink." There is so much I have to learn about Aunt Ellie's businesses and other activities. He handed me a piece of paper and indicated that I should follow the instructions. He then turned and left. I opened the piece of paper and read the instructions as obviously written my Mrs. Jones. The instructions indicated that I was to arrive at the suite no later than 6:45. I was to remove my clothes in the hallway, save for my heels, and place them in a lock-box that would be sitting outside the suite. Once my clothes were secured, I was to use my passkey to enter the suite. The note. One thing was for sure. This would be a one shot thing. If it fouled, it would be gone forever.And he didn't plan on that happening. Tonight was zero hour.He started her out as usual, just kid stuff in the shallow end. He had her lying on a small rubber raft stomach down but slowly and carefully he was easing her out into the deeper water, the depth made even more sinister by the lack of underwater lighting.Doc couldn't keep his eyes off her. Her sleek body was covered with water and, as he had.