And do not wear any underwear inside. She is like are you mad or what. But when sex is in the mind, no one can say no. Then she left for the washroom ...ith her bag and after 10 minutes she came. I was waiting near the AC door.She was wearing the frock, knee-length frock, a back zip. Then we came near our berth. The 4 RAC people were not asleep they wear just lying there, crisscross. I told Neha, “Let’s not go up as those guys are not asleep yet, and you are nude inside.”But the bitch inside her. “we should both put them on and send the boys a photo to introduce them to the new neighbors” she laughs and takes a sip from her glass… and says “this may be the wine talking, but ok, lets do it!” She retreats to the master bath to give us each a bit of privacy to change and we each slip into the satin floral gowns. When she comes back in I can see the look in her eye as she catches sight of me in her favorite gown. Smiling I set the phone down and walk over to her. “your straps are twisted in. ”“Traditionally, according to the Christian scriptures, the husband is the Head of the wife, so I suppose we can include something of that in the vows. How do you feel about that, um, Etty?”“Remember, Bill is the Captain, the Skipper or Master of the vessel, so both of us have always seen him as being in charge, in authority. I think it’s especially meaningful for Candy, here. Bill will always be Master, to her, I think. But it’s real to me, too.”“Very well. Now, this is what I suggest,” he. ” She grabs a garbage bag from one of the drawers. “Please take a shower and put your clothes in there, I’ll go get you some new ones.”“Oh, now?”“Yes please!”I take the garbage bag and head towards the bathroom. Despite her downplaying it earlier, a step into it and it’s a lot bigger than I thought. It has a separate bath and shower, a sink with a large mirror, and, of course, a toilet. I take off my clothes and, begrudgingly put them in the garbage bag. While I didn’t peculiarly find them.