“She will be at the piano bar again tonight, I’ll bet on it.”
My gut tightened. Just a repeat of my experience overhearing them. XXX And privacy. Miracle cure! These guys were in for paybacks. Its much easier to win when your opponent is off guard. Single chicks, fair game. “I feel pretty good, I’m going to head up to the surf bar.” I called through the door. Her head was doing the spin now. I headed back to the cabin, my blood soaked with adrenaline, my heart pounding. I moved to another one of the outside bars near the front of the ship and ordered an iced tea. He had a crude but honest philosophy. “The weirdest thing happened to me at the surf bar,” I opened. The sun caressed my shoulders and neck as I sat and planned. Read 13059 times |
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