After that, there wasn’t as much laughter as the night before, but the rest of the dinner was talk about normal things, including what we were going...to do the next day. Nobody else was on our scuba trip.Our cruise ship was docked in Mahogany Bay the next morning, but we were on a different vessel shortly after docking. Our transfer boat seated about twenty, and we were seated directly opposite a guy who looked like he belonged in the Mr. Universe contest. I’m 6’2”, and he was at least a couple. There was no computer and the television only picked up three stations--one of them the local Public Access channel that was filled with religious zealots and wanna-be country and western singers.The nearest telephone was at the main house and her dad had thrown a fit the two times she’d asked to be allowed to call Brock. Plus she’d have to ride one of those damned horses the three miles from the cabin to the main house.So she let her imagination run wild. She had already determined she wanted. Two sisters and their husbands and their kids." She had to start counting over. My grandparents ... both sides. The guy who caused the scar ... what?" The guy who caused the scar. Who was he?" asked David."The laser operator ... I had three hairs growing out of this mole." What mole?" This one," Connie said."Tell me something, Connie." If I can." Are you an heiress?" What do you mean?" Do you have a great grandparent or uncle that couldn't stand his kids and left everything to you?". My hand moved up to her neck and I started stroking her neck and playing with her hair—we stopped kissing and I reached over and rearranged her long silken hair so two wisps of it were covering her nipples while the rest of it flowed around her like a veil. I leaned back up and looked at her lying then, loving the way she looked and not being in a hurry, I wanted her to feel a million different sensations tonight, each one leading up to the next one. She moved her hand and starting.