.Aunty:- hatoo baba aap kuch bhi bata rahe ho… Kiss karnaaa.. Doodo ko dabana chusnaa.. Ssii baba muje to sunkar hi sharam aa rahi hai aur tum ke ra...e ho ki ek dusre ke kapde utharna..Aur o kya .. Pravite part .. Yani ki baba..Me has padaa aur sochne laga ki ye aunty ekdam goan ki logo ki tarah kar rahi ti ..Me:- pravite part yane ki … Aap ke unka o hai naa use aap kya kehti ho.. Mera matlab hai ki aap ke bhasha me kya kehte hai.. Aur aap ke niche kya hai … Use kya kehte hai aap log…Aunty:-. She kissed me once more. “Work. Then dinner. Maybe more later. We’ll see.”After dinner, Lisa offered to massage me with the heating pad again. She again led me to the bedroom and had me strip down to my underwear. She then directed me to lie on my stomach, draped the warm heating pad over my, and sat on the bed beside me, rubbing my back over the heating pad as she had done the night before.As relaxation set in, she stopped and asked, “Hey ... can you turn over for a minute?”I did ... and was. Swells were big enough to test the limits of the stabilizers, salty spray hitting the deck as the ship muscled its way through the waves. Gusty wind buffeted the ship. A walk outside was out of the question; too dangerous.In the stateroom, I brought out the backgammon board for entertainment. I’d taught her how to play over the last several days, trying to distract her from her sea sickness. She was hopeless at it but I let her win often enough to keep her interested and trying.Halfway through. Her knees and jaw were sore and she would never be able to look anyone at work in the eye again, but she was ready to just focus on her coding, quit the social committee, and always nip things like that in the bud next time. It was all behind her now, at least.Unfortunately, her resolutions didn't last long. The next morning, Allison was called in to a manager meeting. They produce some bullshit bar-graph about yesterday's work efficiency. 4% increase in coding lines when comparing February 14.