The meal went quickly, despite our both being ‘handsy’ with one another. When we were done, our waiter asked if we wanted to see the dessert menu.... We both deferred to wait until we were home. I think Ruby had a different kind of dessert in mind.I find it fascinating that my mother and I would occasionally flirt with one another, but putting Aunt Marie in the mix seems to have brought my sexually alluring mother from her ‘sexual funk’ that she’d been in since Dad died.I drove us home, helping. Well, at least for a little while.She looked up at the apartments again and shook her head. Mo had told her Ronnie was living there. Of course she could've been lying. She and Mo hadn't parted on the best of terms and the things that happened after the band split had driven them even farther apart.But that's just the way it is in this business. Every band breaks up and most marriages don't make it.Midnight Belle had been the dream of her ex-husband, Ron Beck. He'd created and managed it while. Jimmy, the leisure centre manager, had supplied me with a key enabling me to come and go as I pleased whenever the gym was empty of passengers- it always was at 3am. The passengers were all usually tucked up in their cabins by that time, or drunk, or often both. Working out in a sweaty gym was the last thing crossing their booze-befuddled minds after a night of eating and drinking to excess. Those first few days of that fateful cruise I never went near the gym. Instead, immediately after we had. Thats y I’m writing it here.I would like to apologize to one of the readers who had mailed to me, for my inability to relate to her situation coz of my lack of understanding, she is Anu from Delhi.The others who had mailed me some stood by to make my experiences more beautiful and some felt scared and may be had doubts weather they could trust a unknown man, I still thank you for gathering courage and writing to me, even though a few were blank mails.So now I think I should come back to my new.