She was expressionless."Maria, are you okay?" I asked.She continued to stare without speaking. I thought back to what my father had done to my mother ...n the plane, but I couldn't slap a woman. Anyway, look at my mother now. So I reached over the side of the boat and took her hand. Without her expression changing, she stood up and, when I tugged, stepped over the side. She started to fall so I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her to my body. She laid the side of her face on my shoulder.I. Not that is of any consequence. You can thank yourself for this trip. We are funding it entirely from a portion of the fees paid for your services. I would not worry, though. The interest you are collecting will repay that amount in less than a year. I must apologize for your being unable to enjoy the antics of your peers during the thirty-six hour bus ride to DC. You will just have to suffer another trip in a high speed air craft. You have an appointment early this evening."I expected him to. This was still harder than he hadthought."Because I know that means I owe you at least one date, right?" Only if you want," she shyly replied."It would be my pleasure," he admitted.When he finally left it was with her phone number and a date for the nextSaturday. He looked forward to it. Maybe with a little hesitation, butalso with excitement.*****Her arm gently shifted on his belly and he looked over to admire herlithe body. She was sleeping soundly and she had more than earned it. Notso. I, on the other hand, had been buddies with everyone for so long that things got weird any time we crossed the “friend” line. The girls were all predictably flirty and teasing toward us boys, but while Simon lapped it all up, I just sunk into a deeper and deeper funk. Liz acted weirdly distant towards me, forcing herself to flirt with Simon, instead—innocently letting her gigantic tits bump up against his arm from time to time while we all joked. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I.