'Is that what's bothering me ... the fact that she looks so much like my daughter?'She fought the thought but she couldn't make it go away. She was wi...shing—hoping—that 'getting her ready' meant Vicki would do the kinds of things Bonnie had done to her. Her mind replayed that visit to Doctor Garcia's office again but this time the woman who lifted the paper examination drape exposing her naked body wasn't Bonnie it wasn't even Vicki ... it was Becky!The gnawing in her pelvis ramped up and there. My eyes were drawn to the wisps of greying, blonde hair peeking from each side of her knickers where they covered her pussy lips. I just stood there not knowing what to do. I must have closed my eyes, fantasising about what was under those panties because the next thing I knew, I heard her voice."Hello Mike, I didn't hear you come in. How long have you been there?" she asked. I must have looked like a rabbit caught in headlights as I struggled to think of a reply. "Just this minute," I finally. She has a really nice guy that follows her around like a puppy dog. She used to be a hundred percent Lez, but look what happened to her. You should meet these people. Come out and stay in the Bed and Breakfast. We'll go canoeing, or fishing, or just get naked and lay in the sun. You'll love it. Bring your lady or ladies and enjoy. You can't come solo. They don't allow guys by themselves."We flew back in decent time, landing at the airport and taxiing to the hangar of the charter service. The. The iron boats were longer, wider, heavier and usually oil fired. The wheelhouse is taller, more capacious and some of the interiors were beautiful. Many of the rear deckhouses were two storied. More crew I guess."You deliver?" He had said. "Ann Arbor?" I wanted to be sure."Yep ... tomorrow. Which one?" How much?" Two thousand five hundred cash." Take a check?" What's your bank?" Ann Arbor National." Care if I call?" This is business ... you better call. I'd think poorly of you if you didn't,".