Religions talk about it. Poets talk about it. It gets couched in various cloaks: love, duty, morality. But it's never right until two people decide it...s right for them. And I'm thinking this in the dim light of the sun streaming into the cabin through the portholes. I hear the sound of waves slapping the hull and the whistle of the wind on the mast and the rigging.And the breathing of this guy next to me. Sometime during the night we ended up butt to butt. That's okay as long as he's where he's. One or the other will walk, probably Everett, and both are critical for the business to succeed."I'd listened to Hans and Everett's thoughts from my office when they'd met with Sable. Hans was the marketing/business man and Everett the computer whiz for the venture. They detested each other.Sable sighed and thought, He's probably right. He usually is when it comes to personality problems."Okay, I'll send them a rejection letter tomorrow," she said. "What about the wholesale gift company?". If they were distracted by his Fucktoy then it was all the easier for him to impose his will when he desired. Looking at her made him bone too. However, historically he was in control of the boner rather than the boner being in control of him. That's why he had made it as far in life as he had. Even though he knew that it was somehow different with Diedra, he was unaware to the extent of how different it was. No way was he gonna give that up. He also wasn't gonna lose face by allowing another. Our bodies stay aroused longer. It's torture. You lay there spooning me in post coital bliss while I'm still very aroused all the while knowing it would be fruitless to work you up again." I don't know what you mean..." I know why you don't know what I mean. You can go from seeing a big rack in a v-neck sweater bend over in front of you to spew in the flick of a wrist and usually do." I...uh...", had no defense.She got a thoughtful look on her face. "I have an idea" she eased out. "Why don't we.