More a dais or platform, if you will. In between bar and stage, there had been tables and chairs spread around the floor. It had been an intimate atm...sphere with subtle illumination provided by lamps under crimson-shades on the circular tables. Scantily-clad servers sashayed between those tables, suffering endless pinches and pats on their rear ends while still continuing to smile as they fulfilled drinks orders. Smile, smile, smile... and bend sufficiently for heavily-perfumed breasts to. All Patticould do was surrender totally. When she was finished she told Kim totake him and teach him how to curtsy, sit, cross her legs and to speak ina gentle manner.As soon as Mary was alone in her bedroom she laid face up on her bed,then she slowly worked her pussy over with her rubber vibrator, makingherself climax several times before her lust was curbed. While she wasdoing that, Kim was experiencing what it was like to have total controlover another person. In fact, after dragging Patti. I had spent three days cleaning, tinkering and fixing all the little things that go amiss on a protracted voyage. I expected to have my say.Did I?No!Instead, I was back on the mid to 6 watch.Certainly the sunrises were spectacular.And I agree that under shortened sail with the radar and autopilot doing the “work” I didn’t have much to do but pay attention to the odd lobster pot and trawler ... if that was all I did.But ... they were worried about the possibility of pregnancy ... Cyn was Cyn and. It wasn't like I was really gonna date her ... except it kind of felt like that. I didn't want to make her mad or hurt or anything. I liked the way she liked me and I liked fucking her and I liked her. I mean, I sorta liked her. Kind of. It was confusing and I didn't know what I felt, except I wasn't gonna make her sneak out of my house by herself, so..."You, um..." I cleared my throat as we stood in the hallway upstairs, " ... want to stay for dinner?"I couldn't believe I was asking her.