I rolled my eyes at Amy.
I chuckled. “Get your head out of the gutter.”
Amy was always comparing how someone looked like some porn star.
Amy smiled in triumph. “You know I’m right.”
“I’m going to tell her you think she looks like a porn star. Vicky will probably make you sleep in the ship’s bowels.”
“Yeah right! She already knows I think she looks like Missy Martinez. She gets a real kick out of being compared to a hot ass porn star that’s 12 years younger than she is.”
Amy giggled. “Besides, you don’t want me telling Vicky that you refer to her magnificent ship as ‘The Lust Boat’, do You?”
“You know, sometimes I wish I could see the visions that run through your twisted little mind.”
“I bet you do boss, er Jeff,” Amy said with a twinkle in her eye.
The car slowed down as Amy approached the exit to the port.
Amy announced. “We’re here. The Lust Boat is calling to you, like a Siren of Greek mythology boss.”
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