‘Come sit on my lap baby.’ And I went to him, he put his hands on my thighs as I lowered myself onto him, my hands were on his chest, I leaned in...o him and buried my face in his chest. It was so securing. His hands guided themselves down my back and to my ass. ‘Such a beautiful chocolate ass.’ he kissed my cheek. ‘Mine.’ ‘Yes love’ I swooned. His hands traveled back up my back, ‘So beautiful..’ he whispered. He let his hands unhook my bra and he pulled it off me. ‘Sexy…chocolate drop. If a eyedropper full was enough for a 1400 pound cow, then a few drops should be more than enough of a dose for a human, but in the end, not knowing how much each of them would drink, I ended up pouring about half of the small bottle of the liquid into the Southern Comfort bottle, and I was still sitting looking at that drugged bottle trying to decide what I wanted to do with it next, when I heard voices almost at the front door. I had no time to run upstairs and hide, or to get out the back. A number of other passengers stopped by and chatted and I had not made much progress into my book, which, at this rate, looked like lasting the whole voyage. I noticed that all our 'visitors' spoke to us as if we were married and I wondered if Mom picked up on this. I did nothing to dissuade this notion, in fact, my habit, now, of calling Mom by her first name probably reinforced people's misconceptions. I returned our bag to our cabin and met Mom in the dining room where we again both chose a. We start walking together, its so fucking cold. We talk, he says he’s Puerto Rican and thity-two years old and that’s his kid he’s seven and they’re both there to visit the kid’s grandmother all the way from Long Island. He keeps rubbing his crotch as he walks, like he doesn’t care the little boy is there. I can see his big dick forming a bulge and I get so turned on. Suddenly we pass in front of a building and someone’s coming out and he goes in and holds the door for me. He says this.