If them cattle prices go up just a little...”That night, back in the Bighorn, Rebecca put down her quilting and looked up at me, “Trying to get ri... of me, Mr. Murdock?”I wasn’t and she knew it. But now I was feeling some of Rebecca’s guilt about Rosie. Maybe even a little about Chet.Now that she was whore-managing, Rebecca became even closer with the girls. Was growing even more fond of them.“They each got a story, Flint, but it’s mostly just the same story.”“Hmm.”“Could be me in there, lying. "KC reluctantly took the suit. She disappeared into the house and came back two minutes later wearing the hot looking bathing suit. I got a better look at what Darlene had been wearing earlier. The suit was a fluorescent yellow, but the material was almost see-through. The straps covering KC's breasts weren't wide enough to cover her areolas, and her nipples were excited and plainly visible in any case. When I looked at her crotch, I could clearly see her labia and the tuft of pubic hair KC. As we often did on our home dates, I ordered pizza in. Being a Muslim,Achref drank no alcohol, and accompanied his food with a coke. I,instead, as a "man" would drink beer. That night, however, such amasculine drink felt very unladylike, so I preferred to open a bottle ofred wine. As we were eating, he asked me about the ceremony with Dorian.I knew the two had spoken about it. Although Achref had refused to takepart in it, he respected my wish to be sissified, and appreciated thefact that I had. Finally, the next morning after my talk with Pete, Tina and I had a discussion in the cabin. She has pretty much been Wes’s girl for the first couple days of the cruise. I was in the room changing into my bathing suit, when she walked in.“What did you do to our sign and sail card?” She asked.“I changed them to cash only,” I replied.“Why would you do that?”“So, you can’t run up a big bill entertaining Wes.”“You bastard how could you think I would do something like that.”“Easy you’re not here.