“By the way, if Heather comes over again, we’re just friends,” I said cryptically.“Okay.” My mom gave me that look, like when I’d said Jul...ie and I were ‘just friends’ the week before. She was probably thinking ‘Three days... ‘“I like hanging out with her,” I added, “but she has a boyfriend, so don’t say anything that might make her feel uncomfortable.”“Have I ever?”“No,” I admitted. “But still, she’s just a friend.”Melissa smiled. “She seems nice. You hid her away, this morning.”“Hey, I offered. ’ ‘But it’s almost impossible to get in to the club.’ Her father smiled like a fat cat and said, ‘Bernie was lucky. His uncle Richard Gapes on his mother’s side is club commodore.’ ‘Oh we have a boat,’ Leigh said. ‘A motor-yacht, a forty-eight footer,’ Perry explained. Bernie said, ‘Very nice’ but Dyan said, ‘No it’s not. A friend told me Sonnet is dubbed ‘Granny of the fleet.’ ‘Sonnet?’ ‘We are not a literate family,’ Dyan said. ‘The wife of the previous owner was a poet.’ ‘Well perhaps I. Soon the three of them got up, heading down stairs and not seeing them again for several hours. I was once again at the front door, when she walked by, looking somewhat dazed, seeing me, she gave me a kiss, “Jess said to give me a full membership, so I can come back tomorrow” As I filled out the membership pass, it was obvious she had no bra on now and I could smell sex all over her. I watched closely for her to arrive the following day, again greeting her, this time however, she was dressed a. This time I woke in an actual bed, like I was in a hotel room only without the shoddy furniture or the sounds of others through the walls. The room was warm and the bed soft, the quilt raised over some sort of frame around my legs, my head and shoulders propped up, one arm bandaged heavily ... but back to its normal shape. I saw a glass of water on the table beside me, used my good arm to drink deeply, finding it chilled and utterly clear, so that it felt like the water of life itself. I was.