When the boat is occupied, I am occasionally confined by the pricks and shocks from my collar to stay below decks, out of the way. But, when there is ...ust me and the professional crew on board, I have the run of the ship (almost – the pricks and shocks start of I get close to the ship's rail). I can even enjoy lying on deck to read and enjoy the sunshine. My Russian is now good enough for me to enjoy some of the simpler books. And of course there are magazines. It's a treat to read again, even. “Wow!” he said. “Do you like the view?” she asked. “Holy cow, yes!” he replied. I heard her clearly say, “Well, I want to ask you something, now that you have seen me naked, how would you like me to be totally naked like this for you every day, and every night?” “Really?” he replied. “Yes really!” she said, “you own the house we live in. Therefore you make the rules, all you have to do is to forbid me to wear clothes in the house, unless we have company and I will have stay completely naked. I expected Julie to poke her head out of the closet, but she didn’t make a peep, so I just sat there, and waited for Christie to reappear. Bringing up her lusty comments about me last night was a good idea, maybe it would get her thinking. I heard her rumbling around in the bathroom. And then I suddenly remembered something – I had left her black panties sitting on the sink. She was sure to see them, and wonder what they were doing there. I decided that this was a stroke of good luck, and began. “Now she was someone you cared about, too. You were the first to get the news about Helen because you still get phone alerts about her. And Maria, but you and Maria got along immediately, she’s just that warm of a person. You were ‘keeping an eye’ on Helen before, this is where you started caring BACK about her.”“So, why didn’t you go to her then? She needed help then, too.”“She probably wasn’t rendered unconscious during any of that. But I was somebody different back then too, you know. Still.