"Henry, I'd like to try something with you if your game. Stop me if you don't enjoy it, " she whispered in his ear as she eventually came down from he... climax. "What's that?" said Henry cautiously. "Turn around, knees on the seat," Evelyn said as she slipped off him, "Put your head down, bottom up." Henry did as he was told even though he didn't like the direction this may have been going. Evelyn reached forward and lowered his costume by its waist band. His buttocks were now revealed and she. “Oh yeah,” I said. “Shall I meet you after I’m off?”“No,” Lissa said. “Go back to your dorm and sleep in on Sunday. Then do your second shift and get enough sleep Sunday night to get to your class on time Monday. I’ll see you on the court Monday afternoon. See? It says so right here in your calendar.”“What are you guys going to do?”“We ‘guys’ are staying right here for some girl time.”“Lissa said she’d pose while I do some painting.”“All day?” I asked.“Of course not, silly. Only when we’re not. "American?" Yes, Commander James Wilson, Naval Attaché, and you are... ?" Marissa, and yes I'll have a champagne cocktail."I ordered her drink and another scotch, my fourth I think, and as the bartender poured them Marissa took a cigarette out of her case and tamped one end then looked around. I handed her the cocktail and pointed towards a door. "I think the smoking section is out on the veranda." Yes, I believe you're quite correct. Would you care to join me?" Absolutely." I took her elbow. Life is cheap in the Orient.Men did not always come home from the sea. Women grieved and life was for the living."What happened?" No one knows, they didn't come back."And, still ... men go down to the sea and sail away.The crewmen of the Japanese traders were less trouble than the other nations. The local law liked that.Polite and efficient.Nobody thought to mention deadly.The unexpected fire in the galley, the leaking stuffing box, the engine room explosion. Who knows? No survivors. No.