Chapter 2102 Guilty Pleasures:>8

The next morning, the ship had already made port by the time I awoke. I am usually an early riser, but the sea air, the great food the night before, and the insanely erotic opportunity to enjoy the stupidly hot body of a mature beyond her years, twenty year-old girl over the course of the prior afternoon had left me sleeping through the night like a very exhausted rock. My dreams should have been filled with torment and guilt, but my sleep was utterly tranquil. Apparently, my subconscious has no conscience. Once I awoke, said conscience was in full, muscular flower. I groaned in a combination of physical and moral decrepitude as I pulled myself from my bed.