Old habits die hard and I must have closed my eyes as I didn’t notice Mel waking up, “Oooh sir, that looks like fun sir, I seen my brother do that... sir, can I help you sir I don’t mind helping sir if you want me to sir” she said looking remarkably awake but how could I refuse such an offer.Mel sat up as I laid down on my back and I gasped as I felt her warm fingers wrap around the shaft pulling the skin back exposing the swollen head and I was beginning to think she wasn’t as innocent as she had. A small table had a small gas burner on it with a kettle and some mugs, tins with Tea, coffee and sugar in them. Make your self at home she said as she walked down the steps and onto the sand with her large towel.She spred it out on the sand and the other two ladies did the same she spred out another towel along side hers telling me that it was for me. I had my swimming trunks on all ready so Istripped down to them and left my jeans and shirt in the shed. I watched as the three of them. He explained that an in-house sales person focused on renewals would be more effective than the sales force. Mike and Ed liked the idea but they were concerned about the reaction of the sales people since they received commission on the renewals. Cliff said he would handle that and that most of them did nothing to earn that commission. Cliff felt they need someone solely focused on that part of the business. Mike and Ed agreed and Mike suggested someone like Art who was a bulldog when it came. Jake's absence was the only flaw, in what promised to be a beautiful day. The day held the prospect of some sadness, with a memorial service scheduled for the afternoon, and attendance at the mortuary in the evening. His eulogy for his father was ready, and his clothes laid out. As his reflections moved past the afternoon, and evening, the smile broadened. He re-called returning home with the rest of the family, saying goodnight to the girls and his mother and going to his room. He was restless.