'Rose gave him a glare that would wilt a bronze statue. Jack recognizedhis error, "I'm sorry. What I should have said was I need help. I can'tdo th...s. How do you make this look so easy?"Jack nervously waited for Rose to react, expecting her to explode.Surprisingly, Rose said, "I had better never hear that Q word again!Let's get into bed. My needs take precedent tonight. Jack assumed hisusual position with his lips pressed against her pussy. Rose insistedJack keep his lips looking. She, picked upher purse, and slowly got up. As she exited the exhibit, she heardapplause from the men. She quickly exited the building. As she went back out on the street, she was quickly awareagain of the breeze flowing between her legs, and the stares of thepeople as the sight of her scantily clad body strolled down thestreet. Her 3" heels made her legs appear longer that reality, andher strides were wide and graceful. Her hips swung widely, causingher chiffon skirt to sway gracefully with. I sat up, and stared glassy-eyed out the window. Vague shapes that could be islands were slowly passing astern. I noticed a glass of orange juice on the bedside table."Is this for me?" I thought I saw Moira nod, and I gratefully drank a good swig. It tasted kind of funny, but I was thirsty, and I drank it down before stumbling to the shower.The shower helped some. I didn't feel like coffee, but I did grab a pastry in the galley. I noticed Gary at the bow again, and I found the Zeiss binoculars. ” “I just got off the phone with Bert Hill, Deena’s father.” Oh shit, who told dad about Mr. Hill and me, oh I’m so fucked. Play it cool girl, act dumb, not hard to do, so they tell me. “Dad is something wrong with Deena, something happen to her?” “No, no she is at her mothers home, no nothing like that. But Bert and I had a long conversation about you.” Jesus Christ that fucking Bert Hill called dad and told him about us screwing.