I really didn’t want to leave and was about to blow her off when she started nodding her head and rolling her eyes. I’m not completely stupid (no ...atter what Eddie thought), so I logged my departure from the bridge on a maintenance call.The engineer led me to a compartment that I thought was still breached. I knew that its controls hadn’t been restored. The engineer had to manually open the door for us to enter, and she manually closed the door behind us.Without any preamble she said, “We found. You look like the kind of man who is used to having a woman groom him. Clean him up a little before he goes off to work.”“She’s very good to me.”“I bet she is. Does she know you’re out talking to strange women in bars?” She smiled.“No. She wouldn’t mind. We’re just sitting here talking, right?”“Right.” She reached out to his hand, took his ring between her fingers and turned it, just as he had. “They say women are more attracted to a man wearing a wedding ring.”“'They'? Who is 'they'?”“Okay,”. I knew from the moment he bought me that first drink I was going to fuck him. One hand was resting on my leg, right on skin, just below my hemline. ‘So,’ he said, trying to seem like it was a natural break in the conversation. ‘It’s been two hours and your friend hasn’t come. Do you want to go upstairs and maybe we could have room service send us up a bottle and some fajitas?’ The bar served finger-food, and he knew it, but fajitas was not on the menu. If I happened to be a fajitas-lover, this. Shortly thereafter, the noise of the party and music restored them both to awareness and they returned to the hall just as the meal was being set. It was a splendid and memorable event…the food plentiful and delicious with the wine and spirits flowing freely. As the celebration wound down and a handful of guests lingered, Prince Daniel excused himself for the evening. He was customarily a moderate drinker but the strange events of the day and his lighthearted nature had left him in a somewhat.