One was dressed in a blue sequined, long-sleeved cocktail dress the hemof which rested high on her thighs. Her jet black hair was worn inringlets, sh...e was heavily made up with black eyeliner and mascara,colourful eyeshadow and red lipstick; her cheeks rouged. She wasaccessorised with gold costume jewellery: earings, necklace, bangles,rings and an ankle chain.Her legs were spread wide; her feet perched in black four-inch highheels. He fingernails were painted red, the ones on her left hand. She was determined to make partner by the age of 35. She’d been working hard to learn everything there was to know about international law and that final step to partner was very close. She had been so focused on her career, her love life had been lacking. Sure there was the occasional fling… like the yacht… mmm that was fun, or her induction into the mile high club, but she was finally ready for more. The difficult part was finding the guy. He’d have to understand the passion for her job. Ah. Inside I was jelly, I desired this woman, I wanted her to make love to me. Her kiss became harder, her tongue pushed against my lips and I let her in.“Let’s Play”. Whispered into my mouth, I nodded again. “ Go to your room and find some sexy clothes, something pretty and feminine. I’ll change and come to you”. We went our separate ways. In our bedroom I found just the outfit, a soft black body with a red flower motif and what appeared to be a matching pair of stockings with the motif running up. . she left the cameras. After all, it was Andrea who was supposed to be taking the photos for National Geographic.The girls from the boat had been transferred by helicopter to a secret government hospital in Ann Arbor. It must be admitted that the Coast Guard thought they got them all.So, the Knight was long gone ... well, about four hours ... when the barge sunk. Middle Bass Island is where they were headed so David could adjust the sextants. Any certified US Geological Service Survey stake.