You were to cover all the onboard ship expenses,” she stated.“Well, now that you’re with Wes and not with me, that changed our agreement. I gues... you either should put your credit card on your sign and sail card, or let Wes pay for all your expenses,” I sniped.You’re becoming the worst cabin mate I ever had on a cruise,” she spat.“How the hell would you know? You have not let Wes out of your damn sight. You are spending all your time with him and none with me. For Christ sakes, you haven’t let. My reps were in the process of closing up shop to go home when someone unexpected walked in the front door. I did a double-take when I saw her through the smoked glass of my office window.Technically, Laura was my stepdaughter, though I’d never really served in that capacity. She had never called me Dad, or anything of that nature. My soon-to-be ex made it clear while we were still dating that she wasn’t interested in anyone else sharing disciplinary duties. I had tried - gently - to convince. I guess I could have done a runner, though I couldn't for the life of me think of what any guy in a truck would want with so I kept my head down when I saw the guy was on Mrs Brazier's porch and shouting for Henderson!"What's all the hollering!" my dad shouted angrily from his bedroom window."You Henderson," the guy asked. My dad must have recognised him."Yes Mr Rigsby," dad replied a lot more reasonably, I didn't understand, Rigsby owned half of Maidstone, he owned both saw mills half the god. I hurriedly reached for some tissues, and wiped up the mess, sitting up on the side of the bed. I needed to go to the bathroom, but I wasn’t sure if Amy was back in bed, or downstairs, or indeed if she had actually seen me masturbating.I waited a couple of minutes then crept along the corridor, and did what I needed to do. I had to flush the tissues away, the noise of the loo seeming like Niagara Falls. Delaying for a few seconds, I waited for the cistern to fill and for it all to quieten down,.