“Are you okay? Do you need some water?” Bud asked gently.Water ... Yes ... When’s the last time I drank anything?“Actually, yes please,” I g...sped. “I would like some.”I took my seat again and the awkward silence stretched on as he fetched the offering. I drank thirstily, draining the large glass.“Sorry, about that,” I said, my chest still heaving.I should’ve just called them, to thank them. I never should’ve come here, so close to it all... What did you expect?I fought off the desire to walk. When I open them, I see my Mistress walking toward me. She is wearing a black leather pants a see through silk blouse and fuck me heels. The sight of her is so overwhelming I cannot say hello.My Mistress came up to me grabbed me and kissed me firmly on the lips. Then reached down and squeezed my cock hard then exclaimed, "Bitch, I ask you a question? Who is here with you? You told me that your ass worked alone! You’re permitted to answer my questions.”I tremble and try to explain to her that I. When thegirls rinsed themselves down, the water never splashed onto the bathroomfloor. I smiled as I listened to their shrieks of delight as theysprayed each other with the telephone shower nozzle. Grandma Fotheringayhadn't had a shower, just an old fashioned bath, and on the ship theshowerhead was a fixed nozzle attached to the deckhead. It was the firsttime they had experienced a flexible shower nozzle so I allowed them tosplash and play for a short time. Finally, I called them to order and. "Mom, what really happened?" she asked."It wasn't supposed to happen," I began. "Your Dad came home early. He never does that. Why was he home so early?" Because today is your anniversary and he was going to surprise you by taking you on a cruise," she spat. I looked at her and saw that she was telling the truth."Oh Nooo!" I screamed. I felt even worse. My knees buckled under me and it was all I could do not to vomit."So what happened?" she asked. I noticed that Lauren was also looking at me.