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

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

"Sometimes," Jeff said agreeably. "Was there anything else, Miss Hollander?"

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

"Then if you want to get your money's worth, you'd better let me get on with my work." Jeff moved on to the next stanchion.

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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.

"You're the first townie I ever made love to. Uncle Willie used to warn me that their daddies always turned out to be the sheriff."

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

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.

"Sometimes," Jeff said agreeably. "Was there anything else, Miss Hollander?"

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

She sat up in surprise. "What?"

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

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.

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

And that was the way it began.

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

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