"Sit! I'll do it."She buckled me in and tightened the straps. She gave me a pair of littleflip-flops with a flower pattern on them. I looked in the mi...ror. Ilooked like a high-schooler. Well, with a full chest, anyway."This is terrible." You said you loved that outfit on me!" On you!" I emphasized.We walked the perimeter of the cruise ship, then went to all the spotswhere people could possibly be: the pools, the library, the theater, thedining area. No sign of the woman. When we came back up. His message was short, * Don’t worry about breakfast, I’m bringing it with me, see you soon* What is his obsession with feeding me about? I type out a quick message to return, *I’m ready if you would like to come over now* No reply. I start trying to think of ways to learn his name. I’m lost in my thoughts as a knock on the door startles me. “Who is it?” “Open the door Miss, I bring breakfast.” I open the door and there he stands looking so damn sexy in jeans and a white button down shirt. . .., "Just get the damn ketchup, Mom."Gail hopped up immediately and went for the ketchup.Stephen was mortified at the angry tone he had used. He followed her to the kitchen and took the ketchup bottle out of her hand. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. Then he rested his forehead on hers and said, "I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have talked to you that way."Gail put her hands up to her son's face, cradling it. The action squeezed her breasts together slightly, which drew Stephen's attention.. Xarah knew that unlike Oberonian males Earth men liked to kiss and “mess around” before the act of having sex where as Oberonian males preferred to get to the main action straight away and she was really excited in anticipation, her knickers already wet with her lubrication juices just thinking about the act. Her first sexual experience had been quite disappointing as her partner had a rather small penis and seemed most obsessed with his own pleasure than making the act a pleasant one for.