I had a tour booked at one P.M., and woke up from my nap around eleven. Just right for a shower and lunch. I stripped naked and headed for the tiny bathroom. The cabin door swung open and Roger stomped in. “Where the hell were you last night?” he asked archly. “I know you weren’t with Studly Do Right down the hall.” He smirked. Then he saw his things all over the floor and started swearing, his face turning red. I jumped in the bathroom and locked the door.
Once I got in the shower, I thought: what did he mean, he knew I wasn’t with Steve? s**t.
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There’s been a lot of talk about which tours to take. Roger and I had been very careful to not be on the same ones, other than a few we both really wanted, that were very popular, and would have multiple buses. So there were several we b
