but try as she might , her hand remained still . to open up and deal with his emotions , his wants and his needs . i looked up , too at a fluffy white cloud , drifting slowly by , over the tip of the mast . the linen seemed to glow like white feathers in the sunlight . hes in his fifties with a wrinkled brow and tired eyes . that even sounded stupid to me . it was almost like cam had tricked her . two members of the crew are actually vampires . 