Yackamura is waiting for you on the ship." Ship?" questioned Richard, nodding his head toward the thirty-eight foot speedboat."Oh no sir, this is just... a transportation boat to the ship. The Great Mesmer is moored off shore about two miles out. It is a little too large to come into this port. Mr. Yackamura usually sends the helicopter however the mechanics are giving it a tune up. By law it must have one after a certain amount of hours in the air." I see," said Richard raising his eyebrows."If. She often touched it, thinking of Gregory. How she longed to have him drop by again and soon. They had only talked once at a local grocery store briefly, his charm still vibrant and enthusiastic. She wanted him, needed him again... Gregory's barbershop was open most days during the week, only a half day on Mondays, which was a slower day. A day to relax and give a trim and shave to a few regulars. On this particular Monday, the few regular clients that frequented his shop decided to come in a. I need to see -- everything." Okay." She was scared to death. She let him gently lead her to the open space between the bed and the window, then stepped beyond her to draw the curtain. Lois started unbuttoning her blouse with trembling fingers. It was stupid; she'd worn clothing that made her look like a slut and she'd displayed herself -- and fucked -- guys whose names she never knew -- but there was so much at stake, here... The buttons finished, she pulled the tails of her white blouse out. I was going to nail this one for sure. I spent the drive out there practicing my sales pitch and feeling pretty good about my chances. The morning meeting took about an hour so I was on the road by 9 and it was only a 10 minute drive.The garage was located on a busy part of Route 22 and was actually more of a used car lot that did a respectable amount of repair business as well. They usually advertised on stations that attracted the business of the locals since they were located in a rather.