He'll come around. By the time he gets the report from Peter, he'll think I'm just the person you ought to marry. Honest, my business is taking off. I...'m thinking of hiring a secretary to do some of the paperwork." I was smirking."Anyone in mind for the job?" Sarah was thinking I was referring to her."Umm, yes actually. I think Sheila would fit the bill. She is the typical grandmother type and she has so much to offer. What do you think?" No way! It is me or nobody."After breakfast we had a. She walked over and locked my bedroom door.“Let’s not take any chances,” she said.“Cool.”I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it onto my bed. The only other thing I was wearing was a pair of boxer briefs extending down to mid-thigh. Annie pulled her arms into her tank top and lifted it from the inside and pulled it over her head. It is a flexible cotton top. The bottom left of her tank hugged her breast and sort of snapped up when she pulled it off.This caused her left breast to bounce. It was like an invisible pit had opened up before him in the sea and his little sailboat had plunged right into it like a Viking barge going over the waterfall at the end of the world. Yet the sea here was just as flat as it was everywhere else in the bay.Rob's boat went down and he was pitched--coughing and spluttering--right into the cool waters.Other than his struggles the sea was completely still. It was one of those days where the water was so clear you could see right down to the bottom. .....................An hour later the dinner had started we were all seated and the chat wasflowing. The usual introductions had taken place and as was usual Ken andLinda had gone for a look around the flat while I chatted with Emma.Clare had excelled herself with the soup it had been delicious and wewere waiting on the main course to come through."Emma how's the girls team coming along these days?" Ken asked."I'm struggling Emma," said as Clare brought in the first plates."We have not a bad.