There were two full size bunk beds on the inside wall and another door into the bathroom. I set my trunk under the front window and went out and up to...the large lounge where everyone was to meet. It was another hour before a professor called for us to quiet. The dirigible shifted and began moving as it started ascending.First was the safety briefing from the ship's steward and then the briefing for when we reached the area the tombs had been found in. Guys and girls began leaving and I headed. Stop coddling him. Make him know how difficult this is for you. Make him deal with the world, stop doing it for him. I understand why you have been, but the best thing for you to do now is stop. Force him to deal with things." Why?" Because he's avoiding anything emotional, and he can't continue to do this. He goes to class and studies, but that's because that's purely intellectual--like you said, he's on autopilot as far as that goes. But he's avoiding skating, because that is an emotional. Please, I’m eating, cover that shit up,” I said and giggled.“Sorry,” he sat down and then Brandon placed his breakfast in front of him and then his own.“So, what should we do?” he asked.I looked out the window at the sunny day with no wind, at least not enough to make the tree tops sway. “We could go to the beach?”“Cool, I’m up for that,” said Mike.“Beach it is,” said Brandon.It was a twenty minute walk to what we called the beach which was in fact a small cove with a few yards of pebble mixed. ”“What?” I asked, already missing her hands on my breasts... as I became even more flustered and confused.“I'm taking you shopping,” she declared, as she opened the stall and walked out.Horny, confused, questioning my sexuality as I followed her, was I a lesbian? I tried to understand my sexual awakening.Once back at the car there was no talking. As soon as we got in the car Adam began driving. I glanced at Simon, who now looked even more uncomfortable than when I tried to seduce him.Simon was.