”“Andrew was Master Smith’s unknown student. See his name gets out.”“Understood, Lady.” Who the fuck is Andrew? The longtime assistant for...Lady Strife wondered as he returned to his office to fulfill this latest odd task and then search on what he could find about the man himself.Once the door was closed. The thirtyish, would be world conquer, burst out laughing. “They put Him Third!...” HAHAHAHHAHHAH ... Moria O’Shannan laughed off and on for hours and enjoyed a productive day in an unusually. You were to cover all the onboard ship expenses,” she stated.“Well, now that you’re with Wes and not with me, that changed our agreement. I guess you either should put your credit card on your sign and sail card, or let Wes pay for all your expenses,” I sniped.You’re becoming the worst cabin mate I ever had on a cruise,” she spat.“How the hell would you know? You have not let Wes out of your damn sight. You are spending all your time with him and none with me. For Christ sakes, you haven’t let. I figured she was upset about my hurting her sister.Instead she said to me, "Michael, you cannot keep doing that. You don't know how hard it is. How hard you're making it for me. Please. You know that I promised myself I'd wait." Then she just looked at me."I was showing your sister how much I love you," I offered meekly."Look. I know how much you love me. I don't care if anyone else knows or not. Until the ceremony, please promise me you won't do that again," she asked, with real tears in her. It was closed, but the room it looked in on was well lighted. There was an older woman sitting at a desk watching a few security monitors. She must have heard me because the immediately turned towards me and stood up. She walked over to the window and slide it open. “Hi, Sweetie, welcome to Mel’s Peep Show. Can I see your ID please?” I dug out my wallet and opened it up to my ID. She grabbed it and looked at it. After a few seconds she let go and I put my wallet back in my pocket. “Never been.