I turn the phone back on and send the message thread to Lydia. It took a minute but then she replied back with a halo and a poop.I ask her not to tell... then ask what I should do. This pause was even longer. She tells me to say that I am not interested in flirting but that I might have a friend that is. She said that he doesn't have her number. I forward that along to Stan and wait again. He starts to sext with Lydia. I get each message they send. It starts innocent enough but it soon goes. She looked around at the men strolling on deck. There weren't many of them. None at least that she found interesting. All so tame and white and clean and sterile looking. Maybe they were all doctors or dentists. Most of them looked like they could be."Hello, Miss Fortner," a pleasant voice sounded from behind her back.She turned around to see the captain standing in front of her, his hands stuck dapperly in the pockets of his uniform jacket. "Captain Rigby," she said, looking at the tall,. After eating Amber offered to wash the dishes so while the twins relaxed on the sofa Clive sat in the kitchen talking to his lovely daughter while she stood at the sink. Clive had the perfect view of Amber’s rounded arse and legs, her night shirt although covering her arse was quite short and Clive could make out the outline of her skimpy panty line, it was quite a nice view with her panties up her crack as he noticed her shirt being sucked in, she was growing into a very sexy woman, he was. It was time to spin it again. The other two came in and sat down. It wasNoel's turn and the bottle pointed to her bother, she gave him a peck onthe cheek and past the bottle to me. I took a deep breath and gave thebottle a spin. I was hoping so much that it would land back to Noel itslowly came to a stop and pointed at.... me."I guess that means you can go and screw yourself." Diane, forever thewisecracker. But we all laughed at the humor in the statement.So I had lost my turn, Diane was next.