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CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE: THE ESCAPE Christine walked over to the cafe's dimly lit bar and grabbed a handful of cocktail napkins, which she used to wipe off the droplets of mother's milk which still adorned her face, neck and chest. She pulled her open windbreaker aside and quickly surveyed her upturned...

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO: THE FRIENDLY COMPETITION Atop the fifth table was a stunningly lovely Thai girl, probably just barely of legal age, although with this crowd it was difficult for Christine to tell what was legal and what (or who) wasn't. She was in the final stages of an exotic dance, removing a ...

CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: THE SAILORS' SOIREE, PART THREE What surprised Christine the most upon emerging from the kitchen into the main room of the cafe was the immediate increase in the ambient noise level. The double doors through which she strode had to be soundproof, because the racket that greeted h...

CHAPTER FIFTY: THE SAILOR'S SOIREE, PART TWO "Where is everybody?" asked Christine. "We be early a bit," Edward replied. "My man Jonah here, he like being first to come and last to leave." "With any luck at all, good friend, I won't be the first to come," Jon...

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: THE SAILORS' SOIREE, PART ONE Christine examined herself in the full-length mirror that comprised the closet door of the hotel suite's bedroom, wondering whether the tight, beige slacks and floral bikini top she'd just changed into were appropriate. Jonah had told her to dress v...

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: THE HOTEL The rest of the drive to the resort was uneventful. An awkward silence pervaded the interior of the van as "Frick" continued to glance nervously out the window, shifting slightly in his cum-soaked shorts; "Frack" stared bullets at Christine; and Je...

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: THE ROAD TO NEGRIL Christine, carry-on in hand, came down the gangplank of the Carib Mermaid, blinking against the brutal Jamaican sun despite a pair of dark sunglasses. She was grateful for the cruise director's advice concerning the application of sunscreen; she was sure that...

CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: THE CRUISE, PART FOUR "My, but you're showing remarkable restraint, both here and on the observation deck," said Chris as she continued to undulate just below the surface of the jacuzzi. Occasionally a glimpse of magnificence would appear for an instant and then vanish ...

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: THE CRUISE, PART THREE Christine let Jonah lead her off the observation deck and down through several levels of the ship. She was still a bit disoriented from the combination of sensations still coursing through her body: pain from the collision with Jonah which had resulted in ...

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: THE CRUISE, PART TWO Christine stood at the railing at the bow of the ship, several stories above the water line, blinking watery eyes caused by the wind generated by the movement of the Carib Mermaid as she made her way toward the port of Montego Bay. It was late, well past 1:0...