Dinner that night is usually quite formal, and they make a big deal of it. Except the crew onboard do this sort of thing every week or so, and so they...are usually not actually caught up in the sense of occasion. It is obviously a sense of occasion for the passengers who are onboard. They do this quite rarely.The MS Rotterdam is the proud flagship of the Holland America Line fleet. Built in 1996 to replace the former flagship of the line, SS Rotterdam, an ocean liner from 1959. Differentiating. That's when she wanted to speak, no begging to be released, just for forgiveness.My shirt was wringing with sweat, It tore as I pulled it over my head and I threw it into the corner, that's when she asked for forgiveness, She had bitten into her own lip to stop from crying out when I removed her gag, and suddenly it was clear that she needed to be punished, at least as much as I needed to punish her.The thoughts raced around my mind as I lay half asleep in my bed dreaming.I thought I must be. When I reached his porch I saw the light on inside, indicating he was home I rang the doorbell, when I got no answer I rang again, then within a minute the door opened and I saw Malik in a towel soaked and dripping in water. My eyes stood still looking at his stomach muscles and chest, and my thoughts ran wild. He was startled to see me and invited me in right away before I got to wet, I sat down on his red sofa as he asked me to and then he took my coat and hanged it on the knob by the main. "Do you want a cup of coffee?" It was stupid and inane, and Tom made an odd face as he realized what an idiot he sounded like. "I'll get it", she said, and then walked in to her room and shut the door. The idiot was practically drooling at her. It repulsed her, in some way, but it also intrigued her. She'd flirted with him a half a hundred times, mostly in front of her Mother, and mostly to get Tom in trouble. She looked at the clock and tried to decide what to do. She'd already missed her.