Went on one when I was 18. Sex is no different.....Cept the dance floor, now that was something else because we passed through the aftermath of a cyclone. Sitting on the dance floor, sliding from one side to the other, the mirrored floor, ceiling... sipping Harvey Wallbangers and feeling the ships props lifting out of the water and the shudder they gave.
The Bow of the Fairsky, plowing deep into the waves, crashing into the promenade deck...........now that is exhilarating
All the time thinking of what Nudey said....There's got to be a morning after.....
