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Release date: 2022-12-07 11:17:13 Author:cKRQAZdJ

And that was the way it began.

Louise Hollander had had two husbands before she was twenty-one, and her lawyer had just made a settlement with her third husband when she met Jeff. The second night they were moored at the harbor in Papeete, and as the passengers and crew were going ashore, Jeff received another summons to Louise Hollander's quarters. When Jeff arrived, she was dressed in a colorful silk pareu slit all the way up to the thigh.

Louise Hollander's mouth tightened. "What kind of women do you like? Whores, I suppose."

She turned to face him, and smiled. "I know. That's my problem."

"I'm Louise Hollander. I own this boat."

She sat up in surprise. "What?"

Jeff looked at the woman for a long moment before he answered. "Why not?"

"Are you a homosexual, Jeff?"

"I'm trying to get this off," she said. "I'm having a problem with the zipper."

"I'm trying to get this off," she said. "I'm having a problem with the zipper."

"I don't believe it's any of your business, Miss Hollander, but the answer is no. What I am is choosy."

"I don't believe it's any of your business, Miss Hollander, but the answer is no. What I am is choosy."

"I don't believe it's any of your business, Miss Hollander, but the answer is no. What I am is choosy."

"Are you a homosexual, Jeff?"

On the last night before the schooner was to dock in Tahiti, Jeff was summoned to Louise Hollander's stateroom. She was wearing a sheer silk robe.

Jeff walked over and examined the costume. "It doesn't have a Zipper."

She gave him a slow smile. "That's right."

She sat up in surprise. "What?"

"Yes. I'm giving a dinner party tomorrow night. Would you like to come?"

And that was the way it began.

They made love on the deck, where the soft tropical air caressed their bodies like a blessing. Afterward, they lay on their sides, facing each other. Jeff propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at Louise. "Your daddy's not the sheriff, is he?" Jeff asked.

Jeff looked at the woman for a long moment before he answered. "Why not?"

In their quarters at night, the crew members disparaged the passengers and made jokes about them. But Jeff admitted to himself that he was envious of them--- their backgrounds, their educations, and their easy manners. They had come from monied families and had attended the best schools. His school had been Uncle Willie and the carnival.

"I see. I'm working for you."

A year later the professor had died of alcoholism, but Jeff had promised himself that one day he would go on a dig. Carthage, first, for the professor.

Jeff looked at the woman for a long moment before he answered. "Why not?"

On the last night before the schooner was to dock in Tahiti, Jeff was summoned to Louise Hollander's stateroom. She was wearing a sheer silk robe.

On the last night before the schooner was to dock in Tahiti, Jeff was summoned to Louise Hollander's stateroom. She was wearing a sheer silk robe.

"For Christ's sake, Louise, he's a nothing. He worked in a carnival. My God, you might as well be marrying a stable hand. He's handsome--- granted. And he has a fab bod. But outside of sex, you have absolutely nothing in common, darling."

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