I don't think he understands why exactly but I'm not going to hide it from him. I've always thought being open about sexual matters was best; it's not...like he won't see enough of it on the vids anyway. This way, if he has questions, he will always feel comfortable coming to me and talking about them." Can't argue with that," I shrugged. "Anyway here we are." I had stopped us at the maître d' podium outside the Pavilion. It was, to the best of my knowledge, the only place on the ship where you. ” He watched as they slipped their bodies against the stakes which held them in a permanent display of humiliated torment, their taut balls given extra pain as a stern black mistress walked behind the line, and played her split cane against their exposed and bright red testicles. Shani pointed out several of the lesser perpetrators of the debacle she’d witnessed, who’d earned the right to receive what they deserved, and Mother Fifi made her choice. Shani gave a righteous grin as the bemused. ”“Now, before you start to go off on me,” I continued, “You are a fascinating lady and a great conversationalist. I want to get to know you better, but I need and want to know you if you are going to punish all men for one asshole. If you are, then there is nothing more we need to talk about.”I then said before she could respond, “Please; just go away and think about what I just said. I am not going to go around looking for someone else, I do want to have a possibility for us to continue. If we. And the thought of her having her man right here, living under her own roof? Please. She’ll be all over that like ducks on corn.” I had to admit it—she was probably spot-on. “Ok, but what about Cheryl? How are we gonna make all this work without her noticing?”She shook her head. “Darlin, Cheryl is a good girl, and pretty as the day is long. But smarts are not her best feature. She believed in Santa Claus until 10th grade. Trust me—she’s so lost with that iPod on her head that she’ll never.