No matter how much money you threw at problems, it seemed they got worse. The Gates Foundation had made great strides in controlling AIDS in Africa, w...ich had led to even more population growth, slamming the sub-Saharan nations harder than ever against the wall of limited resources. Some of his money had gone to supporting the Bangladeshi refugees, driven from their homes by rising sea levels. But they seemed to live such a miserable existence, and even he couldn't support them forever. His. She put her head on my chest and put her left leg over my legs. I just held her until she got her breathing under control. When she did, she kissed me.“Wow! That was crazy. I barely had time to breathe between orgasms.”“This is how it should have been on July 4th.”“That night was wonderful! You gave me an orgasm and didn’t hurt me. But this? This I could get addicted to!”“Nothing wrong with that, though you should find someone other than your cousin to do it with.”“I’m going to need a. ‘Well, what do you think my name is?’ I asked. ‘Um…’ She studied me for a moment. ‘You look like a Trent to me.’ I chuckled. ‘Okay, my name is Trent. What’s yours?’ She put her hands back on the table and raised her head. ‘What do you think my name is?’ She asked, exactly the same way I had. I considered for a moment. ‘You look like your name is Mary.’ She giggled. ‘Okay, my name is Mary. Nice to meet you, Trent.’ She held out her hand. I took it in my own and kissed the back. She blushed. Makes it more exciting and breaks the monotony. I’ve had a few stowaways in my day, mostly on long hauls where they made the nights less lonely. But the most fun I had with a stowaway was when I took my ladylove on a pleasure cruise, with what was supposed to be just the two of us.Of course, we didn’t mind having a third, once we caught ‘er and taught ‘er a thing or two. Here’s how it happened.* * *We’d just jumped to out of the gravity well and I was looking forward to leaving the ship on.