Except maybe when he cried. They say that sometimes, he would talk of his one true love who waited for him on some distant shore. Then he would lament...how that, with his ship at the bottom of the sea, he could never return home to her. And how he would never know true love again. Then he would disappear into the jungle for a while, and when he returned, he would appear to have aged slightly.”“What happened to him?” I asked.“Everyone knows that part of the story, for it is still told, even. Not even a High School teacher. You can do better. But you have to save yourself. You know? The best men... the ones with the most money don't want used goods. Please Julie, for me, wait until you're married?" Yeah... I'll try, Joan." How would she feel if she caught me making love to Tom? "Do you trust Tom?" Oh yes. Of course I do. He's a strong, faithful husband. I couldn't ask for more... except... but it's too late for..." And Joan's voice faded with the incomplete statement. Why was Julie. .. I was Roy's girl and not his... I had every right to be here."And what about the stories you tell first, is she going to listen to them as well" he said still protesting."Yeah of course she is... they are very educational... she'll learn from them" Oh god I'm going to get hung... I just know it" said Terry, stripping down to his undies and lying on his bunk. Punching the pillow with his fist."Terry you worry too much, that's you're problem"I was standing next to Roy as he stripped off his. Coming in to sit beside her, you admired your fiancee's beauty as you did everyday. Long flowing blonde hair, a thin tight body, and gentle blue eyes. She cast you a halfway glance as you came in before returning her attention to the TV. "Hey." she said simply."Hey baby." You said smiling. "How was your day?" Just another boring day at the house." Steph said as she shrugged her shoulders. Your fiancee didn't work. Since you made enough for the both of you, she didn't need to work. So she.