The rooms had balconies and great views. An extra grand a room but worth it. Thanks once again to the Afghan Warlords.It was about an hour later that ... finally met Aunt Rachael. She and Susan came aboard, checked in and knocked on our door. Mickey was already out and about so I was alone. I opened the door to see a young girl who I knew was Susan and a woman who took my breath away. If this was Aunt Rachael, I was going to be a happy man. She was a platinum blonde, about 5'5", with a body that. ” And that was boring.Boring…. Utterly, repulsively, disgustingly, malignantly boring.Next to it was a particular reality. The Force looked in as a melodrama played out. The man in the skintight suit with the pointy cowl giving a speech about moral righteousness, the lady in her skintight outfit offering sexual pleasures, they would flirt, they would fight, he would capture her, and she would escape from the police and the dance would continue… riveting, for the first million times you watched. ”Colonel Stewart looked like he was going to choke when Betsy mentioned stupid shit. It was so unexpected.Betsy continued, “You know how it is when it comes to a stupid idea, and committees. Everyone jumps on the stupidity bandwagon, proclaiming it to be brilliant.”“I’ve encountered that phenomena several times in my career,” Colonel Stewart said.Sounding like an airhead, Betsy said, “Let’s pass a law that says that everyone has to love everyone else. That will solve all of our problems. People. As they were ambling back to the main house, Doreen asked if she had ever made one of her lovers come outside her body. Eileen did not understand the question at first and was told that masturbating a man could be quite as exciting, in its own peculiar way, as allowing him to complete a fuck in one's cunt, asshole or mouth. Eileen expressed her doubt at that. She admitted that, as a young girl, she had occasionally given hand-jobs to some of her dates but said that she had long ago grown beyond.