Patrick, Kelly, and I were in our tent for the night. It was hot as hell out and we were just laying on top of our sleeping bags. We were all pissing ...nd moaning about the heat. Patrick whispered to Kelly that she’d be more comfortable if she removed her suit. She untied her bottoms, then the top, and then tossed them toward a corner.A few minutes later, Kelly rolled to her side and offered her backside to Patrick. He stroked his banana hard and then dipped it into Kelly’s slit. Kelly does not. "Whatever cracked up.Jo said, "Vickie? Have you ever seen David, the Cheese, without a book?"Vicky and Kurt both had an epiphany, a revelation, so to speak. "He's always reading, but it's just fiction."The Cheese reached in his back pocket and flashed a western. He opened it up at random and read, 'When you only have two shots and hungry family to feed, you better not miss.' He turned a few pages, 'Take good care of your horse, he might pull your ass out of trouble.' Thumbing fifty or so pages. Sloan died a thousand deaths when he saw her. She had been this exact same way when they found her on the dredge, what the hell had happened.He replaced Annie and pulled Sara on to his lap and just held her, brushing hair away from her face and kissing her temple.“It’s ok baby, I am right here, you are safe, you are safe.” He whispered to her.Spencer wasn’t sure, but he thought Sloan’s eyes looked wet. He knew that feeling, watching someone you love, hurt and know that they were afraid, and you. ..Sadly, I wasn't able to tell the rest of the passengers that the poor dead woman wasn't worth grieving over and the mood on the ship became rather sombre for the last leg of the cruise back to Majorca. All entertainment was cancelled out of respect for the poor victim and her husband which meant Josie was able to spend the evenings in the bar with me instead of performing. The lounge was very quiet, just a few passengers and crew sat at the tables and not drinking much- all no doubt thinking.