Even better, someone had hung a swing from one of the branches using rope and a small plank of wood.“It’s perfect, right?”It was. I didn’t ans...wer her, though. I was too busy taking pictures while she stood back and watched. When I was done, at least for the moment, we sat down next to the spring and ate. Afterwards she sat on the swing and made me push her.“You always paint at home?” she asked, still seating on the swing, despite me having stopped pushing.“Usually. Not always.”“We should come. I jerked off one more time and fell asleep. ***The next morning Jessica and Bill were already up whenMy wife and I joined them for breakfast. We decided tohit a few wine vineyards in the afternoon. We all wentto our bedrooms to change. I told my wife I forgotsomething and would be right back. I ran over toJessica and Bill’s room and listened at the door. Iheard Bill and he was saying, “Suck it Jessica, suckit!” Damn she was blowing him again! Then I heard him say,“Ahh. "Three deaths in three nights, all with in 10 miles of shelter island." She says.I nod to myself."They could be on a boat?" I say mussing out loud."thats what I was thinking." She says."Hmm lot of people dock their boat and forget about them for sometime." I say."I can check for a registry of boats?" She says."I doubt it would do any good if they are squatting at one." I say."I could check for any with long term storage, or perhaps ones that have been paid for in advance." She says."Do that,. She could have a bag over her head and it wouldn't matter one little bit; she knew she would be hit on before the waitress even got there to take her drink order.As she prepared herself for going out to get laid she wondered what her husband was doing at that very moment. Would Jake be sitting in a motel room flipping channels on the TV, would he be wining and dining a client, or would he be sitting in a lounge waiting for someone like her to walk in the door? The bastard better be staying.