‘I thought of that this afternoon when someone commented on mine. I meant to warn you… but… sorry!’ ‘It was the ring, yes, among other thin...s. Like mail in your married name.’ ‘Oh, shoot!’ she said. ‘Only the school has that name for me. It must be my grade report. I’m so sorry, Deke.’ ‘Just… come back as soon as you can. I really don’t know how to handle this.’ ‘OK,’ she sighed. ‘I’d rather not be staying here anyway. It’s… difficult.’ ‘What should I tell my mother?’ I asked. ‘Just tell. “This is so cool!” she exclaimed.“Hand me a beer,” I instructed as I nodded at the beer cooler, “and feel free to get one for yourself and get me one for Kanza.”The chit-chat was easy-going. Sandy worked at the same nursing home as Kanza and was a certified nursing assistant. She was also a sophomore in college and studying nursing. She was single but had a boyfriend who had just enlisted in the Army.“He should have enlisted in the National Guard,” I opined. “We have way more fun.”Kanza shook. She remained still before him, naked but for her stockings, suspenders, and the high heels which turned her bum cheeks up so perfectly before him. Steven reached behind the armchair and took hold of a long thin cane of yellow bamboo he kept there. He paced forward and without warning, raised the cane high, and brought it down with a swish against the upturned peach of her arse. She squealed in pain, clutching the cheeks of her bum and spinning round, hissing at Steven. He slapped her face,. Tony and I held hands throughout the whole thing, giving each other soft smiles, and little winks. I can’t believe how in love with this man I am. We've been married for five years, and together for nearly nine. I've never once got bored with him; we've always done extra things to keep our marriage and relationship fresh. This cruise, and even more sharing with this new adventure with the Jackson’s made it a bit more spicier then we've known before. It seemed like our massage ended far too.