Johnson grinned, and told me he didn’t know women like me existed. I asked him about his relationship with Majandra Brown. He told me things weren�...t going so well. Majandra was always acting jealous, and suspicious of him. She called his cell phone every five minutes. And she was always belittling him, telling him black men were basically designed to cheat. As he spoke of this, I could see the pain in his face. I looked Johnson in the eye and told him that his girlfriend had no right to treat. "If you must. It would be better if you called me 'Sir', instead." What do we say if they ask about Pyx and my relationship?" asked Vonda."You two can decide that one. You can say you are both submissive to the same man, or you can say you are friends or girlfriends. Even 'co-wives' would be acceptable."After the girls got all our toiletries stowed away in the small bathroom, we did a little exploring of the ship.In the cabin area, the hallways were too narrow for us to walk three abreast. So I. " I said,wishing that I could hug and kiss her. Instead I held her hand and squeezed itgently. She looked up and smiled. "Please don't be angry, I've got lots ofthings to tell you." I'm not mad; I can understand you not telling anybody."Sharon was heading for us at full steam. "There you two are, I've got somepeople for you to meet." Where's Danielle?" Talking to the girls last I saw." Laura said.Sharon led us over to a group of women in their early forties, "Girls, remembermy little sister. " I liked pleasing her.The massages got to be a routine with us. She'd have a few drinks after dinner while we watched TV, then about ten o'clock we'd go into her room together.I got a book out of the library to learn to do it better. I had a hard-on almost the whole time I was massaging her. Afterwards, I had lover's nuts — my balls would ache and there'd be a cramp at the base of my cock, the whole thing sore from being hard for so long. I'd jerk off thinking about mom, what her hidden parts.