" God, you're a horny thing, aren't you?" Excuse me? You're the one with the hard-on." That's a point. Well, I'm not arguing. How long has it been, an...way?" The Chrono says one hundred forty years. That's a long time between orgasms." Well, if you didn't sleep for the whole voyage, we could have done it more often." Lie down and stop arguing. I'm only just coming to grips with exactly how horny I am. You better be good." My brain's still a bit of a muddle here honey. You do whatever you. But I warned her of security cams. They seemed active, so I told her that lets quietly walk on the side isle and get to that meeting room. Nobody will disturb us there. She agreed and we walked to towards the room.She walked in and I walked behind holding her waist. The moment she entered the room, I smooched her again and she responded with a long lusty kiss. The taste of noodles and her slips together was making me feel exotic. I locked the door from inside and the moment I turned back, she. The remainder of the weekend did not find Valerie and me alone long enough for us to get back into that discussion. Like I said, maybe I am reading too much into that short exchange, but I am sensing that Valerie just might be having curious lesbian thoughts like I did not too long ago. I will find out soon enough just how ‘interested’ Valerie is. I see her (and her husband – ‘Paul’) fairly often. I am sure that during one of those visits there will be some time for the conversation to take. She decided against it. It might be betraying her pact with Bill to tease the voyeur. Plus, Sandy's advice about him being too close made sense. But she did spy on her Greek God a few times and on Sunday she got a better look at the tall blond. She wore a gold ring that matched her hair, but it wasn't on her third finger. She was pretty, if you liked that type. Nordic cheekbones, prominent breasts, startling blue eyes, perfect posture, and generous lips. Much like Bo Derrick -- if you liked.