"Have yourselves a good boat trip and congratulations on the baby." Thank you," my mom said to the man as he continued on his way. She looked back at ...e as I playfully rolled my eyes at her. "Here, husband," she said, handing me her suitcase, "take my luggage." I smiled at her and took her suitcase into the cabin.We soon set sail. The breeze was strong and we were moving quickly. It was a beautiful day: blue skies and clear water as far as the eye could see.I looked at my mother. She was. I mean, I had thought about it - what it would be like and would I find it weird or gross, and I determined that I would never go there. Never had a gay fling growing up, got married in my mid-twenties and was always attracted to women. I never stepped out on my wife and never acted out on any sexual fantasies.But then I got divorced and flung myself into a sexual reawakening in my mid-forties. I started dating a lot of women, and had the odd hooker when I was in a different city. I loved my. I’ll have my own bathroom, there’s a mini-fridge in the rec room and the big-screen and couch for watching movies.”“That’s great!” she gushed, bouncing on her toes and clasping her hands together. “When are you going to start moving?”“Probably in a day or two. I want to take some extra time to rest tomorrow. I haven’t been keeping my foot elevated or been putting ice on it like I should. The bandage is keeping a lot of the swelling down, but not enough.”She frowned. “And WHY haven’t you been. Plus Kevin and his wife where very fit and Jen and I could use some good workout buddies we had both gotten a bit pudgy. Everything was set we decided to rent some kayaks for the weekend. There were a few islands that could host some isolated camping and amazing wildlife viewing. Of course on the day we were running behind Jen wanted to make sure everything was in the car. However when we arrived I was meet with a bit of disappointment Kevin was the only one there. We got out of the car and.