3 Days at Sea ... What I can remember of it.

 Friday morning I woke up at 6:30 am ready to get on the cruise. It wasn’t until 6 hours later I actually reached the cruise port and prepared to start my vacation. *Scott and my room was a small stateroom. We put our bags down and prepared to sail away from NYC. (insert port picture)

While watching New York fade away from the horizon *Lonely Boy had mentioned to *K and I that he and *Scott needed some guy time. * K and I looked at each other with a grin on our faces like, yeahhhh ok. So I told him it was fine, we could use some girl time to catch up. We went back to our rooms after that to prepare for dinner. *Scott and I sat in bed for a few minutes before *Lonely boy called us up to meet them. I wish I could remember what we had but it wasn’t that important. When we finished dinner the guys went to go smoke cigars and *K and I went to have girl time. Our first stop was the comedy show, which wasn’t too entertaining; we were more focused on dancing. We ended up going to a ladies night in the Red Carpet room. We decided to get drunk on purpose because we could. So we drunk champagne and took long island ice teas to the head. Our extremely handsome and bald bartender Elek entertained us as we flirted to get better drinks. The guys found us and our night was over. *Scott and I went back to our room and had THE most amazing sex. I enjoy having sex with him but this sex was just amazing. I know it was the environment and a sense of privacy that made it better.

Saturday morning I got up and showered and prepared for our first day at sea. Honestly, I can’t remember anything up until the fancy captains dinner where *Scott and I got into a huge argument. Everything was fine until he mentioned he and *Lonely Boy were gambling and he lost $100 in a matter of minutes. He didn’t want to tell me at first until I squeezed it out of him. I got so angry with him I wouldn’t even talk. Of course he got pissed too so it turned into a low pitched fighting match at the dinner table. It kept going until I couldn't hold back my tears. *K and I went to the restroom so I can gather myself. When I got back to the table *Scott and I hugged, kissed, and pretended nothing happened. That was the best thing we could do in order to not turn it into something bigger in front of hundreds of people. After dinner we walked around until *K and I decided to party again. The guys followed us even though we tried to get rid of them. We found our favorite bartender Elek, and began to get our drink on again. Of course *K and I wanted to dance but the guys didn’t so we found our way to the dance floor where a dance off was beginning. There was no shortage of good-looking guys on the cruise. A little eye candy doesn't hurt right? The guys who decided to dance were ok, but I wished that *Scott would have joined in. It would have been a huge turn on. After the dance off *K and I dance for a bit until she pointed out that our boyfriends were watching us. They had moved from our table, which was nowhere near the dance floor, to a spot close enough to see us without making it obvious. Again, we danced and danced until *K pointed out they were now next to the dance floor watching us. We ignored them and a few minutes later they told us they were headed back to the room. *Scott told me not to stay out to late and *Lonely Boy told *K to "be good". We laughed at them and said “thanks dads”. It only took a few minutes for them to disappear before this sexy white guy asked *K and I for a dance. We had to turn him down because our boyfriends were watching. I mean, I honestly didn’t believe that they actually left when they said they would. We stayed out for a while longer before we headed back. I found *Scott waiting in bed for me. I couldn’t help but laugh at him for that. Again, we had crazy amazing sex.  

Sunday turned out to be a relaxing day of sleep. We woke up late, got breakfast and returned to our room. *Scott began feeling sea sick so we took another nap and went to get lunch. He was still feeling horrible so he took a pill and knocked out. Before I knew it, it was time for dinner. He managed to get out of bed and by the time we made it to the dinner table he looked like he was about to hurl. He ended up leaving me at dinner with *K and *Lonely Boy. I was a bit sad and felt weird being with them. I rushed my dinner and brought his back to the room. I had no choice but to watch over him for the night and pray he would feel well enough for Nassau.