We made our way out of the cruise lounge, and entered the daylight outside. I was nervous as hell, but excited as to where this would go.He led me to ...is car, and we drove down the road about 10 minutes to a beachside suburb. He parked undergound and led me up to his apartment. I made some nervous small chat. He told me, he was seeing a young asian man for 5 years, and had just broken up with him as he had to move interstate. He was sad but happy to meet me and wanted to spend some time. “Well, I just love having sex with my son, it's the best sex I've had in years,” I replied.He leaned up with me, and we both wrapped our arms around each other. He had his head pressing against my boobs once again. He began motor boating my boobs a bit. I was looking at him, but he couldn't see my face though. I was smiling, but I also thought it was a little funny, to see him motor boating my boobs. He had my boobs in his hands, and he just kept motor boating them for about five minutes. But, July 4 was a Tuesday, and it seemed likely he'd be asked to work Monday. If he couldn't manage to get the day off, it had been decided he'd break off from the trip a little early and ride home solo so he could work that day. Since Kevin had sat through Eve's long telling of her story following the reunion, he was no less curious about her than anyone else, and really wanted to make that part of the trip. The July 4 weekend worked better for Eve; though she'd been trying to dial it down. ”“Not so. At the end there will be limited edition prints of the frescoes that we’ll sell, posters, and the book. We might create branded collateral materials. The Jesuits are enterprising. I wouldn’t put it past them to put a gift store in the entry that sold posters, postcards, and bobbleheads. There will be lots of salable material available,” Clarice said. “This is a great opportunity, Tony. You should take it.”“Bobbleheads?” I croaked. “Now it sounds even more commercial than my other.