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They were together every night after that. At first Louise's friends were amused. He's another one of Louise's playthings, they thought. But when she informed them that she intended to marry Jeff, they were frantic.

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

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.

"Are you a homosexual, Jeff?"

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

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.

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

They were together every night after that. At first Louise's friends were amused. He's another one of Louise's playthings, they thought. But when she informed them that she intended to marry Jeff, they were frantic.

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

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."

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

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.

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

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

"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."

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

And that was the way it began.

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

"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."

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

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.

"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.

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

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

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