"Hello?" she mumbled. She sounded groggy."Hey, Em! It's me. I thought I'd call and see how things are going," I told her glibly."Everything is fine, b...t it's well after midnight, Ron, and I was sleeping," she responded. "I'll be at the airport at six tomorrow to pick you up. Don't worry."I have to admit I was confused and more than a little curious about her sleeping, but not at home. I proceeded cautiously."Where are you? I tried calling our home phone and I only got the answering machine," I. ”“No. Our instructions indicate this is strictly informal, meaning suit and tie but not formalwear. This dinner has not been announced on the Washington social calendar. It is not an official state dinner or official dinner. There will be about fifty guests, including the twelve of us.”“Thirteen? Remas is invited, isn’t she?”“Yes, but under a separate invitation. She is going as an administrator for Dr. Donahue. Having fifty guests means there will be about a hundred attending. These people. If I died now, I wouldn’t care!Our kissing marathon grew and grew in intensity until Mike realised that our panting may be overheard and he broke the kiss. I flopped back onto the bed and covered my mouth to hide my giggles. Mike shushed me and rested his hand on my belly and gently stroked from side to side. The tingles much lower told me that my whole body wanted caressing and I was silently praying for Mike to roam a little with his touch. He was lay on his side facing me and almost like. ’ I said quickly and giving a sincere smile ‘I grow lonely in my cabin after so many days of only venturing out to eat and drink in your company.’He smiled and his face lit up like a lamp. ‘Well, by all means join me in my cabin Miss Brechenridge.’He opened the door and I walked into the room. The ships log was on the desk cracked open and it was visible that the ink was barely drying from the latest entry. I walked to the window that looked out from the stern, or aft, of the ship over the.