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Subject: {ASSM} The Mediterranean Deal - 014
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http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

"Did you want her to lick you?" Melissa asked.

Stephanie considered the question. "I made her feel really good. I
wanted to know what it felt like. It wasn't much to ask, was it?"

"No." Melissa stroked her shoulder, comfortingly. "What are you going
to do next?"

"I could go back to the U.S., but my passport is up at the villa. I
don't know if Jerkboy would give it back."

"I could go with you if you want, when you ask for your things."

Stephanie nodded, gratefully. "I'd really like to stay here, though. I
like it."

"Listen, do you know how to cook?"

Stephanie frowned. "Like... cordon blue or just good homestyle food?"

"Homestyle would be OK."

"I could do that."

"Well, we're hiring. I don't think the job is a perfect match for you,
but it pays well. It wouldn't hurt to tell you about it. Then it's
your call."

Stephanie looked longlingly at the empty brandy glass. "Got any more
of this? It really helped."

Melissa laughed. She rose from the bed and opened a low cupboard to
reveal a minibar. "Every cabin has one. Everything you take goes onto
your bill. Then, when you leave, we tear up the bill."

She took two miniature bottles of brandy and returned to the bed,
handing one bottle to Stephanie.

"Not a perfect match?" Stephanie asked. "Why not a perfect match?"

Melissa shrugged. "We're an all girl crew. You do the math."

Stephanie's surprise was hard to hide. "The guy who owns the boat...
He... err...?"

"We all have to share the captain's cabin when he invites us. Don't
get me wrong, he's a very good man. But it might not suit you if
you're coming out of an abusive relationship."

Stephanie smiled. "Actually, it sounds pretty darn good." She allowed
a decent pause. "You said it pays well?"

"One hundred thousand dollars a year."

"What!?"

http://stephanieseven.blogspot.com/

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