II"SAL, JUDE, YOU'VE OUTDONE yourselves." We were out for a late-afternoon and evening dinner cruise on the U.S.S. Sea Quest. It was December 31st. A balmy afternoon off the California coast. My two good-looking spirit guides were sunbathing on the deck chairs while I was in some casual beige slacks and Hawaiian flowered shirt (they insisted I "blend in" instead of my comfortable farm-work clothes.) Instead of my ball cap, they gave me a brimmed straw hat with a matching flowered band.
Of course, sunglasses all around. Like tourists, you know.
The girls actually went through several changes of swimsuits, whenever the decks would clear or no one was paying attention to them. Jude would stick to black, but the cuts and slits and amount of exposed skin would vary.
Sal started out in her ty
