I towel off and find my robe. I peek out at my bed. Still the little gremlin didn't put anything out. "Oh sure the day I have no ideas how to dress, y...u don't help me!" I yell out. I walk into my closet. I select a pair of jeans first off. "Good start." I say out loud. I pick a multi stripped sweater, in tans and brown's. I pull the sweater over my head. I select a pair of brown pantyhose and pull the slowly up my legs one leg at a time as I always do. I pull up the jeans. I look in the closet. John finally says, “well if you change your mind…” and at the point Martha decides to go with him. Now Martha goes through a rush of feelings from Fred will understand, to imaging what his cock will feel like once he enters her, and finally she experiences fears since she has never done this before. As they approach John’s cabin on the Promenade Deck John casually mentions that he has some ‘friends’ in his room and ask her if she minds. Baffled by this, as she was think she would be fucking. Let me tell you, it had been decades since I had the “that’s not it” speech. So I had to stop him and began the re-education and retraining of sexuality and relationship.The very first thing I had to do was explain the difference between online entertainment and interacting with someone in real life. Cindy’s hardcore example was dead on. She said, “porn presents the idea that every man loves to come on a woman’s face and every woman loves it!” Reality? No. Actually not every man enjoys. "Henry was smiling. "No opinion?" I asked."I've been to neither. Spicy sounds just fine."While we walked over to Darlinghurst, Rachel asked what we had been doing that had so engrossed us."We told stories," Henry said."Oh?" I told Patrick about half of a Hawaiian shark tale and he told me an Australian shark tale. We were talking about the differences when you phoned." And?" It seems that Hawaiians have cautionary tales, while Australians' are more explanatory." I see, the Hawaiians are like.