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Mar. 22nd, 2013 12:27 pmOur first sea day on the way back. I ate very little breakfast, hit the gym. There was a Rumba lesson at 10:15, but I decided not to go. Sasha (who we still haven’t seen) had recommended we go to Bar Wars and get free drinks. We got excellent seats, only to have people crowd in front of us. I thought about asking them to move, and then getting up to stand in front of them when they probably wouldn’t, but reminded myself that I don’t actually care about this, and they obviously do. It would have been no more than chest beating on my part. There was a Kinect game in one of the lounges. The Kinect version of Wii Sports, unfortunately, and not the dance game I love so much. I was the only one there, and the gent coordinating seemed irritated before we started.
We hit the LGBT meeting, coordinated our plans for dinner the next night, and the folks drifted away until it was just me and Ben. He mentioned he wanted to fuck both before and after dinner. We fucked – I rode him, fucked him, fingered him, and then we just laid there. He seemed content to just doze, and I edged to keep myself occupied. I shouldn’t have, because I eventually came. Ben wasn’t displeased at all, but of course, there’s more to my cumming than some quick clean up. We had dinner, I settled in to read. Ben laid on the bed in his underwear, likely hoping I’d come to bed for more play time, but I just stayed up reading instead. I finished the book. Technically my fourth since the cruise started, though more like 3.5 since one of them was so small. It was a little after midnight, I didn’t want to risk laying awake all night, so I took a pre-emptive sleeping pill. It didn’t do much good, or maybe it did all it could, as I kept waking up all through the night. Nightmares and unsettling dreams, though the only one I remember was that I was taking the Bar exam, it was day 2, the questions were in English but made no sense and were certainly not law related. I’ve heard these never stop – attorneys who’ve been practicing for 20 years still have dreams about people coming to tell them they made a mistake; that they never should have passed. Lovely.
We hit the LGBT meeting, coordinated our plans for dinner the next night, and the folks drifted away until it was just me and Ben. He mentioned he wanted to fuck both before and after dinner. We fucked – I rode him, fucked him, fingered him, and then we just laid there. He seemed content to just doze, and I edged to keep myself occupied. I shouldn’t have, because I eventually came. Ben wasn’t displeased at all, but of course, there’s more to my cumming than some quick clean up. We had dinner, I settled in to read. Ben laid on the bed in his underwear, likely hoping I’d come to bed for more play time, but I just stayed up reading instead. I finished the book. Technically my fourth since the cruise started, though more like 3.5 since one of them was so small. It was a little after midnight, I didn’t want to risk laying awake all night, so I took a pre-emptive sleeping pill. It didn’t do much good, or maybe it did all it could, as I kept waking up all through the night. Nightmares and unsettling dreams, though the only one I remember was that I was taking the Bar exam, it was day 2, the questions were in English but made no sense and were certainly not law related. I’ve heard these never stop – attorneys who’ve been practicing for 20 years still have dreams about people coming to tell them they made a mistake; that they never should have passed. Lovely.