It was great to reconnect, and we chatted nicely about our en suite encounter in front of a porn-filled flat panel TV. She thanked me again for sharin... the experience, and said she was still reeling from the multi-sensory happening.Rather than say "Should we get naked," I began a fairly graphic conversation about Monday night. I made reference to how she was dressed for the web call, and complimented her on how great she looked sans clothing. She blushed, and rather stammered out a verbal. I took a deep breath. Maybe I was overreacting, but it is not every day that you encounter a sexy, but horny ghost. Returning to the kitchen, I made myself a quick snack and decided to go back upstairs for a shower.I got myself excited about the marble tub, but decided that a quick shower would be better. I made my way to the grand staircase. Starting my ascent, I noticed that the scary door was open, and that stopped me dead in my tracks!I was halfway up the steps and glued to my spot. I. However there was always some lad who would try chatting her up. I got lucky only because I was with Diane. Story of my life, getting the cast offs!" I turned the conversation back to Terry."Are you sure he is cheating?" Positive. I know Harry, the governor at the 'Bell'. According to him Terry's in there two or three times a week, always with some tart or other. The silly bastard does little to cover his tracks; he's so arrogant that he believes that his shit doesn't smell. I wouldn't be. ”“Narth I carried your ‘Hug thing’ and I think you just tried to act. I told SHIP that isn’t going to work and you are certainly even a worse actor than she is.”SHIP giggled and I looked up towards the ceiling as I always did when I addressed her. “Now that you are part of this, surprises me not one bit.”“Honestly Captain we did not do anything against your will or anything that would have harmed you or the ship. We just thought you might order Dusty to be contained in a box. He really was.