I have a boy..." her voice trails off, and more kissing. "You're right" he says. "No more kissing on the lips. I just want to show you I appreciate th...t massage, I'll kiss your neck .... for a second...." he says. "Ok..." I hear her wimper, and then the sounds of him kissing her neck. "Oh that feels good......oh my.....oh you're such a good kisser, and I just met you" she says. She is breathing heavily. Panting in and out. "Ohhhh....I don't......but I have a..... oh that feels good." She. It was almost as if her pain was my pain and at the same time as I wanted to pull her out of the car and just hold her I kept wishing that it was me sitting there instead of her. And that’s when I realized that she was important, so fucking important, to me. But that was all before I knew that she loved someone else and I realized that what had been an eye-opening, heart-expanding experience for me probably hadn’t meant shit to her. That also meant that the feelings I was fighting were as. ‘yet’?”“You hear very well ... but if we are going to be unsociably blunt maybe a better phrasing is to say I am giving you a chance to show me I made the right choice ... and I will admit things look good so far.”“I suppose that I should expect some extended time alone here while you do other things.”“You are correct. I have books available as you saw, various types. There is food. We are very, very safe here. Now I would like to hear about your life.”So she told me about her mother, father. After breakfast, promenade around the decks for a little, then head to the dance floor on deck D. After a light lunch, change and go sunning and swimming, until dinner, or an nap, whatever comes first. After dinner, there is a choice of a play, a comedy, or the musical stylings of a troupe of folk singers and musicians from the area.”“Sounds like a plan!” and that's what we did. When it came to changing though, I no longer bothered with the bathroom. Sam had seen every inch of skin, no reason.