A Plethora on the High Seas Part II
About 9:30 came around and I looked in on my wife and I noticed that she was in jeans, T-shirt and tennis shoes. I asked her why she wasn’t in her bathing suit. “I’m not going”, she answered. “Why?”, I asked. “Because I don’t want to do this anymore.” “I don’t know if we really have a choice”, and I watched as she just laid back on the bed. About five minutes after that, we hear a knock on the door. As I open the door, David was standing there in his bathing suit, “Where is your wife at?” I...