"No, but I've thought a lot about doing it, and I've seen enough to know a little about it." "Seen enough? What do you mean?" I asked her. "My mother...is single because she doesn't like men much. She would invite lady friends over to party and she would forget about me. I saw all kinds of stuff; some of the women wanted me to join in but I wasn't interested in them." "Geez, your mother is a lesbian?" Shelly exclaimed. "Well, we're not lesbians,we're bisexual. We're lipstick girls. Those manish. But the thing was, if you really watched them, particularly when they thought you weren’t looking, there was something sly and manipulative about both of them. It was as if the coaxing and the charming was very deliberate, planned. Once I was at Andy’s house and was watching his mother get him a snack that he asked for, and for a moment I thought she looked afraid. Then I just brushed the idea off. I was totally bamboozled like everyone else. I was crazy about Andy. He was exactly what I wanted. Now, I will describe my complete plan for the amount of work I had to do to get my mom to have sex with me. It is almost May now, and I put my plan in motion. I used my new SIM and Whatsapped my mother.“Hey there, I am Mr. X.”I immediately thought this was executed wrong and didn’t expect my mom to reply, thinking of some scam. I kept checking till the night, and no reply. Then I texted her again,“Hey again, I wanted to ask about the services you provide. I am a close friend of Ramappa, and I. Jennie woke up ten minutes later and came to the same conclusion. We separated by mutual agreement.We put on our swimming suits and walked into the main cabin. Lisa was there already making coffee and English muffins. She was wearing a long loose T-shirt and maybe that was it. She grinned and said, "Good morning sleepyheads. I hope you slept well?"We both nodded yes.Lisa continued, "Part of the fun of cruising is that the plan never lasts longer than the first day. We can't be on a schedule..