She wasn’t bluffing.I took a deep breath and unbuttoned my pants, kicking off my shoes before letting the weight of my belt drop my pants to the flo...r. She gave me a wicked grin and nodded her approval. “I love a man that goes commando,” she said. The air conditioning felt nice on my nethers, though I hoped it wouldn’t make me look small. I glanced over my shoulder again, checking for the umpteenth time that no one else could see us. Her eyes took in every detail of my naked body and my heart. I was still tying the halter top of my dress around my neck when I responded, “sure, come in.” “I wanted to check on you to see if you are OK?” I blushed deeply, I could feel my face, neck and chest burning with the flush of embarrassment. “I am OK, a little embarrassed, but OK.” “There is nothing to be embarrassed about.” Jerome attempted to reassure me. “It was a simple medical procedure, nothing to be embarrassed about at all.” He was trying to let me off the hook, but we both knew what had. I had plenty of time to think about my mistakes and decided that it was time to truly start over. At the airport, there was a bus to take all the cruise passengers to the ship. The porters took care of my luggage and I got on the bus.I arrived at the ship and was shown to my quarters or cabin if you prefer. I was told my luggage would arrive shortly. I had to laugh when I opened my cabin door. It only had one single sized bed. I couldn't believe it. I never thought to ask about the beds when I. Rachel gave me a drink and we talked to a lot of people. Everyone seemed to want to be around her. She was clearly popular. She gave me another drink and another. I was pretty buzzed, when she led me up the stairs. She said she wanted some quiet time to talk to me about possibly pledging.We went through a door and she locked it behind her. She smiled and said it was the interview room. She turned on a camera and started asking me questions. She asked how I knew Zoey, if I had a boyfriend, what.