"Read what? Where?" On the left. That double column there," he said putting his index finger at the starting point. "Read it out loud." 'There was a n...ar riot in the dining room of the Oglethorpe Hotel last evening as diners recognized one among them who has long been absent from our fair city but obviously not from the hearts of fellow diners. When our own Samantha Lauderdale now Thompson was recognized sitting with her nephew Jameson Lauderdale, of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, who was in town. By keeping track of when Katharine and David took adult movies, I was able to figure out what they liked. She liked mfm, he liked bi and some gay stuff, and cuckold movies where the husband would 'clean' his wife after she had been fucked. He also liked cross dressers. These are the same things I like.She had been flirting with me at the start of the trip, and I suggested they come up to the wheel house late some evening when we were at anchor. I thought both of them would show up, but only. They both began to insult Americans in tandem. “And what is even worse than the Americans?” The Japanese CEO let his question hang in the air for dramatic effect. Nakamura-san looked around the watchers in drunken glee. The argument over, the two business adversaries had joined forces to pile insults on the Americans. They were now both having fun. “Vot my Jap friend? Vot is worse than an American?” Nakamura chuckled his face red and flushed. “A Canadian!” The two drunks both looked towards. ”“You have to have a lot of confidence and trust in others. Plus, I’m light.”“Not to me. You’re perfect to me.”“Oh Jay, you always say the right things. You better stop or...”“Or what?”“Or, just, I don’t know. Let’s go home before I eat you up.”“Eat me up?”“It’s just a figure of speech. A loving figure of speech.”“I know. I could eat you up too. And also literally.”She laughed.“Come on.” she said. “Let’s get dressed. Hey, do you want a ride?”“I couldn’t impose on you.”“No imposition. Where do.