Continuing my story loosely based around events of the early 1970's.
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I woke early the next morning, last night's events coming to mind and putting a smile on my face. Turning over I saw that Davey was already up, the bunk empty.
"Morning mate." Davey was making coffee. "Want one?"
"Cheers Davey." Poking my head around the bedroom door, I saw that both the girls were out to it. Aliesha was spooning Cindy with her arm draped over her. The sheet was across their waists and the two of them had contented looks on their faces. I quietly closed the door.
"Not much life there Tim."
"Bit too much wine I think."
We sat out on the deck and watched the sunrise while drinking coffee from mugs. Once again I thought about Cindy and Aliesha's suggestion that they wanted to get with Colin and Jan. Damned if I was going to broach the subject with Davey. If they wanted it, then they could talk to him. It would have sounded a bit weird coming from me anyway.
"If you give me a hand to set up my saw and drag the rest of my tools from the van, we can get started. Hopefully the girls aren't hungover and can help out. When do you want to get around to Howard's yard?"
"Soon as possible. We might have to run a lead from the Gordons' house. Maybe the girls can get a bit of breakfast sorted, don't know about you but I'm a bit hungry. I wouldn't mind taking Cindy with me...I've got no idea how long the boat might take us."
"Yeah no sweat. I've brought plenty of leads, once we get the old framing out you'll be surprised at how quickly we can knock up a new one. Will you be okay on the saw?"
"Yeah...you can yell at me if I stuff up."
"Sure will brother."
I hadn't showered last night after I came back from Mum's 'Sanity bath'. I contemplated it but knowing the girls would want hot water, stood and turned to Davey.
"Last one in's a big girl's blouse." This had always been Cam's challenge to us younger brothers.
Casey had used the expression the other day which is probably why it was in the back of my mind, but I didn't know how Davey might react to it. He was up like a shot and we both jumped from the deck, raced across the lawn abusing and shoving each other. No pushing on the jetty was the rule as we sprinted along it and dived neck and neck into the lake. Davey grinned at me as our heads broke the surface and the look we gave one another was one of mutual understanding. Cam might not be with us, but he always would be.
Aliesha was standing on the deck rubbing sleep from her eyes as we got back to the cottage. She was wearing a twin set of short pyjamas.
"What's all the noise?" She drowsily asked.
Davey, still dripping wet, advanced on her, his arms spread wide. "Davey...No!" But it was too late as he pulled her into a bear hug, she continued to squeal as Davey wouldn't let her go, shaking his head and spraying her with water.
"Now that your awake, how about some breakfast wench? Tim and I are hungry." He swatted her backside.
"You bastard Davey...just you wait. You've got to go to sleep sometime you know." Aliesha's pyjamas were damp especially around her nipples which had reacted to the cold.
Cindy wandered out into the lounge. She was wearing a pair of panties and a T shirt which happened to be one of mine. Glancing at Aliesha then Davey and I, she then pointed a finger at me. "Don't you dare Tim...don't even think about it."
"God you look hot Cindy...not even a kiss?" I shook my hair out spraying water and moved towards her. She backed up laughing.
"Tim...stop." Then her demeanour changed. "What about your back buster...you've got your dressings wet?"
"Time they came off...need changing anyway."
"You just wait...I'm telling Casey...see how smart you are then." I moved towards her again.
"Tim!" she squealed, turned and ran to the bathroom. "Leave me alone I've got to pee." I heard the door lock, and her laughing.
Davey and I cleared his tools from his van which he drove down to the boatshed, then set up his saw and compressor for the new nail gun that he had just brought.
Davey's van was a work in progress. A platform in the back with the mattress on top, storage drawers underneath. A little kitchen unit with sink and gas stove, plus a two-seater sofa in the front. In typical Davey fashion all the woodwork and units were professionally finished. It even had an outside shower unit he could set up and a portable toilet.
The girls called out that breakfast was ready, and we sat on the deck to a feed of bacon and eggs. Aliesha's part time job was working in a café as a cook, and she beamed at our compliments. Cindy ripped off my old dressings impersonating Casey as she did so, she even had Casey's voice off pat as she accused me of being a 'Big Sissy' when I winced. Davey and Aliesha checked out my burns a bit surprised at the extent of them.
"I think they're carpet burns, what did you do to my brother Cindy?" Aliesha laughed but it took Cindy a few moments to click on to what Davey was implying.
"Yeah...and you're just jealous."
We decided to leave the dressing off for the day, a bit of air and sun might do my back good.
When Cindy and I arrived at Howard's yard we were in for a bit of a surprise. Howard was working on 'Audacious' and had the varnish stripped off the hull and fore deck. He was hand sanding the Mahogany planking.
"Thought that was our job mate." I smiled at Howard.
"That's Okay. I was waiting for a boat to arrive, but they told me it would be a few days more before they can get it over to me. Then I saw building supplies go by on a truck and figured it was for the boat shed. When I saw Davey in a van drive by a couple of times I figured he had come down to help so you've probably got your hands full. Happy to help out."
"Oh thank you Howard." Cindy gave him a hug. In typical Howard fashion he acted a bit awkward. "So did you do all this last night?"
"Umm...yeah and this morning."
"Well you're not working tonight. You're coming to the cottage for dinner. No arguments."
"Ah...Okay that would be great."
"Can't we do anything to help Howard?"
"Umm. Well you could clean up this mess if you wanted and maybe vacuum off the hull. I'll spray soon, after the dust settles."
It took us just half an hour to clean up to Howard's satisfaction.
"Seven tonight Howard, don't bother getting flashed up, we won't be." Cindy's parting words as we headed off.
"Was that alright, inviting him to dinner?" We were driving back.
"Bloody good idea Cindy. He'll appreciate that."
At the boatshed Davey was surprised to see me back so soon. We braced up the roof with a temporary stud and soon had the old frame work and weatherboards smashed out. Cindy turned up to help, but Davey wouldn't let her work around the demolition timber without safety boots. She disappeared and came back grinning at us wearing my spare pair of work boots. They seemed to flop around on her feet a bit, but she poked her tongue out before either of us could comment.
"Okay Cindy...good job...what's Ali up to?" Davey had relented.
"Housework, washing if you've got any...I've sorted out Tim's...then she's going to go up and clean the bath."
Davey sorted out work for Cindy, clearing out the rest of the timber and debris from inside the shed. Davey with my help, used a chalk line to draw out and measure up the new frame in two pieces on the concrete floor of the shed, then measured up again before giving me a cutting list of lengths and angles. As soon as I had the first few lengths cut, he started nailing the frames up. Cindy carried the lengths from the saw to Davey in the shed, her boots flopping along on the floor until Davey relented again and allowed her to change back into sneakers now the hazard of the debris had gone.
Davey was right, I was surprised at how quickly the frames went together although I wasn't really watching, just concentrating on my own job. I soon had my cutting list finished and Davey's nail gun fell silent.
"Smoko!" Davey yelled out. "Let's have it on the jetty Cindy, could you jack that up?" Cindy headed to the cottage. I checked out the completed frames before the two of us wandered out onto the jetty, sat and dangled our feet over the edge.
"Need to talk to you Tim. What do you make of Ali?"
"She's awesome mate, what do you mean?"
"I'm picking they weren't playing tiddly winks last night. Tell you the truth, she's got me a bit fucked. I thought I had girls pretty much sussed till I met her. She isn't shy in telling me what she's got up to in the past...I reckon she might have had more cocks than I've had pussy, it's almost as though she's challenging me, but I haven't been interested in anyone else since I met her and it's not just because of the sex. I've got to admit though brother...the thought of her and Cindy getting it on gives me a woody."
I thought for a while before answering. "I think you've met your soul mate Davey." I grinned at him. "Not so much in maybe how you think, but it sounds like you're a match made in heaven when it comes to screwing. You're both so alike that it's not funny. Cam used to tell me that I fell for every girl I met, which was true to a point, but I normally got over it and moved on...except maybe with Gwyneth. You know when you think about it, there are millions of chicks out there and we are a bit naive to fall for the tiny percentage we might have met. I don't know where I'm going with Cindy, stuffed if I do. She's so different in the same way Aliesha is. She gets off on these fantasies and role playing which I had trouble getting my head around...a bit of your dope helped, but once I decided I'd play along, it was good...in fact it was hot as hell. I'm just going to go with whatever. Cindy doesn't judge me, and I've decided not to judge her though it's not easy. Fuck it Davey...we only live once. We've got a couple of uninhibited hot as hell chicks, so let's make the most of it. Doesn't happen every day."
