The one called 'Maddie' locked us in a small cabin with only one thing you could call a bed hanging between two beams. There was a porthole I could lo...k out over the ocean. All I could see was the flat deep blue ocean, the calm before the storm. However, on the horizon were clouds and darkness similar to the ones that afflicted our imperfect little vessel that got us into this situation in the first place.I thought about our poor captain. Maybe she'd been merciful, killing him. He surely would. Feminists around the country were enraged .One of those feminists was the Indian Ambassador to Maldives, AkanshaSinha.Akansha was 35 year old single widower, her husband who was a soldier haddied in a gunbattle in Kashmir only 5 months after her marriage. She wassitting in her house reading an article about his statements, She hadseen the film and was already enraged about him, but by this statement hehad really crossed the line, in fit of rage she threw and broke thecoffee cup beside her "How. We watched the sunset die and the darkness slowly take over. Then, the bottle now dead we went inside. We kissed as if we had never kissed before, she was just a fantastic lover, her arms round my neck, her body against mine, lips hot on mine and her tongue in my mouth. God what a turn on, that woman was, we began to undress, gentle steady finger-work, on both our parts, soon had my top naked and hers down to a lacy white uplift platform on which lay two beautiful breasts like oranges on a. This crystal ball had saved Rob a great dealof trouble in the past, and it would doubtless continue to serve himwell, provided that the Government blockheads never caught on.Rob had also found out that Mark lived in a classy hotel on the outskirtsof the town, and he had delivered a hand-written note yesterday whiledisguised as one of the hotel chambermaids, a hot little number namedYulia, who was originally from an Eastern European country. With anyluck, Mark had read the note and was now aware.