High Waves
I’ve been single a long time. I’d like to say it’s not because of my looks; in fact, I know it’s not because of my looks. I’m an attractive woman in my mid-thirties, and I could have just about any young bachelor I want. I see the way men look at me. With my lustrous brown hair and long legs, which retain their youthful tone from regular exercise, it’s no wonder. No, the reason I am still single is because I’m picky, and by nature very reserved. It takes a lot to get to know me, but once you do, I’m a friend for life. That’s why I thought it would be a good thing to go on a cruise. Virtually everyone onboard are strangers, and with no history or emotional baggage to worry about, I thought I would be able to meet some new people, maybe even a man my own age. That was my thinking
