Mike: don’t lie, kajal, it’s not possible.Me: really sir, it’s true.David: Then we will be very lucky to have you.Harry: kajal, you looks really...hot in this Indian saree. You can seduce anyone with your figure.Mike: kajal, whats the size of your breast.Me: Sir, it’s 34c.David: Wow, very handful. Love to crush them.Harry: kajal, show us more skin of yours.Me: means sir?Mike: Oh, come on kajal, drop your pallu and let us see your sexy boobs.I dropped my pallu as told, and they can see my deep. He did use to wear underwear but that night he wasn’t wearing any. My hand touched his cock. It was resting between his legs; totally soft. I didn’t move my hand much, just tried to grab it and feel it. My heart was beating really fast, and I was scared of him waking up. “What the f… Mom,” I heard a loud voice and it gave me a heart attack. My son got up from the couch and my hand pulled out of his pajamas. He looked at me waiting for my answer. “Son, I’m sorry… it’s not what…” I couldn’t find. Not you, not the Mother’s Council. And she’s the only one that can fire me.” I turned to Agnes. “How about it, Ma’am? am I the Captain of this ship?”She was grinning like the Cheshire cat. “Yes, Captain, I hired you. And as long as I am Grandmother, you’ll stay Captain.”Turning back, I focused on Johnson. “My biography is on the ship’s network. Everyone can access it, including you lady. I have nothing to hide, nor am I ashamed of anything I have done.” looking up, I addressed the room. “Let me. We could only hope the bed would be adequate for the purpose. We had asked, and had been informed that it was "quite large."Sunday afternoon (and evening -- the sun went down very late in the day, by our standards) was spent walking around the town. It was very old and lovely. The architecture and ambiance were foreign to our experience -- Tess' and mine, as Americans, and of course to Kim, as well. It was a memorable place. We had eleven days, after this tournament was concluded on Sunday,.