LMAO thanks dude
Judging by your profile pic, I guess you would most certainly know Mark. Thanks!
Well thank you! I love the question opener, as most people are willing to help out or answer a question. And, you can quickly tell whether there is any interest.
Sweeeeeet dude.
Heya Boss and everybody else! Nobody told me that cruising was such hard work… should have put the beach after the cruise. Full reports on the way 
. Just wanted to note that the claymore in question was of the big old sword variety…you don’t wanna know where she kept pointing it but you can guess 
.
Anyway, I’ll put some of my seafaring adventures up after I get some rest. OK just a hint…the sharks were ginormous and the cruise babes were 
. Catch ya’ll later!
Pre-cruise Partay
1 IJ to chest under shirt
2 IG to upper chest
1 drop A314 wrists/forearms
4 drops IH Extreme forearms/collarbones
2 sprays IH 2x to sides of neck
2 sprays IO 2x throat/back of neck/each side of head
3 sprays Ishine 2x forearms/back of head/face
All applied about an hour and a half ahead of time with a nice walk on a breezy waterfront to burn off some neroli and give the oils some activation time.
Scene: Swanky Hyatt Regency sports bar, a dozen or so strangers, and cruise directors Ernesto and Tanya.
The group was sort of quiet but friendly. I walked up and saw the name tag on Ernesto and was about to introduce myself when one of the women (I’ll call her D) looked up and said “You’ve got to be going on the cruise with us.”
“Why do you say that?”
“'Cause I want an excuse to give you a hug.”
These are the kinds of comments that always freak me out a little but I managed to recover with “Well just hug away 'cause I am.”
“I’m D.” Stands up and hugs me. “I’m Renny.” Introductions continue around the table. Cammy who was across from me insisted on a hug too…strangely she introduced me to her friend Amber who barely acknowledged my existence and reminded me a lot of Laura from Spanish class. Several knew me from the message board the cruise company ran. The other males were trying to pull the conversations back to where they were before my interruption, so I wandered off to the bar for a gin and tonic. D’s sister D2 and Cammy followed me and invited me to go outside for a smoke with them. I politely declined but told them that I was a Carolinian and thought it terrible that they had to go outside to support my state’s economy.
Conversations picked up when I returned to the table. As usual I was reserved but satisfied myself that I could pull the chatter in any direction I chose. When we moved the party to a dance club down the street most of the ladies (excepting Amber) walked around me in sort of an entourage way.
The club was rockin’ and a lot of fun. The Ds were quite clingy but I settled my sights on Cammy, Kendle, and Marie. K and M were roomies and quite cute. All three looked mid thirties Cammy was a little younger than she looked (the cigs I’m sure) and K and M were somewhat older than they looked. The four of us ended up at an outside table. K and M left early (2 am ish)pleading long flights as an excuse. Cammy and I held hands and snuggled a bit until Amber saw what was happening and started paying enough attention to make Cammy uncomfortable. I pulled Cammy aside and let her know that we had plenty of time to get together. She gave me a quick kiss, mumbled something (important I found out later), and went with her friend to mingle.
After the party wound down I found myself heading back to the hotel with the Ds, two guys (Mark and Randall)they were clinging to, Cammy, Amber and an nice enough 20 something Indian guy who’s name sounded like Arinna. Apparently Renny sounded close enough to be his long lost relative. He had taken to introducing Randall, Renny and Arinna like we were the three musketeers. Mark and Randall invited us all to their room to continue the party but it was obvious that Amber wasn’t going along with that plan and would keep Cammy away as well. So I slipped off to my room too.
Phero upshot is that this group of people hung around me the entire cruise. I give most of the credit to IH, but you all knew that. 
More to come!
So, what the heck was Amber’s deal?
And, we want to know what Cammy’s important mumbling was too!
I guess you’re just gonna leave us in suspense for awhile, huh?
Great report, as usual! I’ll look forward to reading the rest of your cruise adventures.
quality experience renny, this last post has drawn me to your journal and i will take the time to read through, reps to you for your report and the arsenal of pheros you list at the beginning, what a kit list!!!
Sweet … waiting for the rest …
Hurry…lol…
thats awesome Renny great report. you got the ladies drooling over you.
What is 1a and 1b?
They are two mixes that SteveO created:
ICM 0.25.1a and 0.25.1b
Ingredients are located here:
http://www.pheromonetalk.com/mens-pheromone-advice-tricks-tips/future-pheromone-universe-i-seek-your-9175.html
The 1a mix seems to be more sxual than the 1b mix although MID does very well with a mix of the two.
Awesome! All the major pheros covered there in your pre-cruise combo, I see… looking forward to the next instalment!
What was I thinking?
Day 2 began with a newbie trick. Don’t ask me why but I put on 2 sprays Instant Jerk along with some Instant Gentleman, Instant Openness and Instant Shine and drove off the godawefullest mess I’ve been in in a long time. Never wear IJ to embarkation. The port was a wreck. I got there on time…12:30 pm on the dot. At least I was fully ensconced in the traffic jam at the gate at that time. By 1:30 I was pulling my car into a “holding area” where I waited with 1500 other poor fools in their hot cars, in the Florida sun, on black asphalt, for the port authority to clear the “designated parking area”. When I finally boarded about 5:00pm it was not with my usual genial countenance. I was luckily able to hide my stinky furious self in my stateroom until the porter arrived with my suitcase so I could shower and change.
Did I learn my lesson?
Of course not! 
re-zapped with the same combo 2 sprays each and off I went an hour late to the Welcome Aboard Party for our group. I should mention that only about a tenth of the group came to the pre-cruise so I had a lot more people to meet. I was still addled but hopeful that a couple of icy somethings would settle my nerves.
Who’s the first person I see? Arinna who announces my arrival to the room like his best friend just showed up, love that guy even if he does eat vegetarian pizza. Greetings from all the ladies from the night before were warm ('cept Amy, not even eye contact) and they set about introducing me to the new friends they were making. I should have used a go with the flow mix like MX271 or 2. I just could not settle in and enjoy the ride I was being given.
I won’t go into all of the people I met. If they come up later I’ll tell more about them but there are two I met there that will figure in later, Tama and Reese. Sisters, Tama is 45 and Reese 41. Warren was talking recently about women who become radiant as they grow up. Reese is one of those. I spent most of my time that evening talking with the more practical and outgoing Tama she was very friendly but there was no spark. She would be my buddy. The artier somehow sadder Reese had my eye and Cammy had become target # 2.
Unfortunately I was seated with neither at dinner. In fact it was almost all guys at my assigned table. We would be able to switch among our group’s tables the rest of the trip but the first night we had assigned seats. Rough seas had sent all the ladies at my table to their rooms to find the dramamine they had forgotten to take except for D2. She was awesome and we had a great time at dinner. I noted a lot of sullen irritation from the guys no doubt mostly because of the situation but I would guess the IJ IG combo added it’s own little edge.
After dinner I needed some time to digest so I went off by myself to explore the ship and think and eventually wound up in the disco. Kendle and Marie were there and we had a great time. Kendle is a tightly built 40ish bomb and I guess I just tagged her as out of my league. Probably a mistake. Marie was a cutie too a little younger but I had the impression that she was there for some other purpose maybe medical recuperation as she really didn’t seem into it. Cammy showed up and we partied a little. We laughed about the fact that Amy had grabbed some guy by the arm at the welcome party and announced that she had found what she came for and left with him, not to be seen at dinner. After a bit she got sort of serious and said " You didn’t hear what I said last night did you?"
“No, was it important?”
“I guess not. I gotta go.”
I was pretty beat and sort of drunk myself so it was off to let the rolling Atlantic rock me to sleep.
LOL yeah, I don’t think I’d like to be wearing significant amounts of -none to a place where I’m going to be queuing/hanging around for a while…
Hmm … a little foreshadowing perhaps? That is seldom a good response in “women-speak.”
Three little birds
My first thought the next morning was “perhaps leaving Marley on repeat was a bad idea. Just begging for earworms” Then I saw the little bird trying to land on my window. “OK you’ve blown a circuit somewhere, remain calm.” It was a song bird of some sort. Yellow head, green body. They could have been migrating and this one was trying to get purchase to rest. My room was on the lowest deck close to the glass like water and I could see little dabs of seaweed with these little birds standing on them. Most amazing. We must have passed behind the shield of Grand Bahama during the night. In the back of my head a great booming voice from some long ago soda pop commercial laughed “Ha, Ha, Ha ,Haaaa. Welcome to dee islands”.
This was a “sea day”. There was still a long way to go to Nassau and there was nothing pressing 'till the formal cocktail parties started around 5:00pm. No need to give a blow by blow here. I wore about 4 sprays of my MX271 and things went smooth as the sea we were sailing. The one thing of note was a nice chat with Reese, teenage mother, married 21 years, divorced for 2. She was on her feet at last and loving it. Didn’t come on the cruise to hook up, just to live a little. She lived near the little gulf coast town I sometimes vacation at and knew all the landmarks. She was sensual in her movements as we walked and tapped her foot to the beat of the everpresent music when we stopped. She would take my hand if I offered it but would drop it quickly as if annoyed with herself for holding it. I didn’t press anything and left her before we could get bored.
This was going to be a long night…I’ll pause for station identification. More when I can.
“Don’t worry 'bout a thing…'cause every little thing’s…gonna be alright…” 
My first thought the next morning was “perhaps leaving Marley on repeat was a bad idea. Just begging for earworms” Then I saw the little bird trying to land on my window.
Gin will do that to ya…lol
In the back of my head a great booming voice from some long ago soda pop commercial laughed “Ha, Ha, Ha ,Haaaa. Welcome to dee islands”.
“Ha, Ha, Ha, Haaaa…Co…la Nuts.” I love it…
This was going to be a long night…I’ll pause for station identification. More
Sigh…hey, guys…pass the chips will ya?
Formal Night
And what does one wear on formal night? A314, IH 2x, Some IH Extreme, and a little TUTH under the shirt and coat and some Ishine over all.
First event, wine tasting cabin crawl. Wow, nice! I noticed a bit too much of the A314 effect. The cabins were pretty small and I always had some elbow room, but if I moved to the next cabin everbody went with me. When I got a chance I made a quick run back for a little IO and another shot of Ishine to knock the space down some.
Next the Captain’s Cocktail Party, I was hanging with Marie and noticed I had a shadow…the Camster. If Marie and I walked away, Cammy discretely found herself in our vicinity. We took our seats in the theater. The usually magnificent service was taxed to capacity and our wine glasses were empty so I got up to find a waiter. When I did I got profuse phillipino apologies. Getting back to my seat with the wine I found Cammy seated next to me. I had also been followed by several trays of wine cocktails and tasty treats. For the record this is typical service with or without A314. I didn’t ignore Cammy but I did focus on Marie as she was there first. Kendle showed up and we made room for her on the other side of Marie. Nice show and there was no more lack of service.
On the way to dinner K and M decided to make a run to their cabin. Cammy asked if I was sitting with someone and I said no, but when we got to our tables she grabbed the last seat at a nearly full table. Maybe she wanted an invitation. I sat with a crowd I didn’t know yet and had a great time getting to know some new people. By the time the port was sipped and the espresso delighted in it was time for the group photo.
I had been sweating inside the coat and tie for long enough and the A314 was starting to assert itself again so back to the cabin for a quick shower and change. Two shots of IH 2x, a drop of Extreme, a little IG and 2 shots of AMMO 2x. Fresh shirt. Bye, bye coat and tie. Much better! There was the promise of swimming with sharks tommorrow, I’d better live a little tonite.
Promenade Bar, guitar man groovin’, did somebody say “mojito”? Make it a double. A hand slips past my elbow, lemme guess.
“Hey Cams, wazzup?”
“Nuttin’. Are you gonna show me some moves you learned at the disco lessons today?”
“You mean where the russian girl tricked us into getting onstage in the theater and making fools of ourselves?”
“Is that what happened?”
“I saw you back there laughing.”
So off we went to the disco again. It was a good time for a bit and then…
“I gotta talk to you.”
“What?”
“How old are you?”
It was in my profile right next to my pic just like here. I knew she had to know. “Forty six.”
“I’m in a relationship. With Amy’s brother. We were broken up when I booked this cruise. I moved back in with him, but I’m thinking about moving out again. Oh sh*t there’s Amy, I gotta go.”
“Bye” note to self…No more IH around Cammy.
More IH fun ahead!
The plot thickens … lol.