He recognized her too. She hooked her finger in his collar pulling it down slightly. A nautical tattoo could be seen on his throat, one she remembered...well.“Jackson?” she whispered.He was stunned; unable to speak, afraid that he would say the wrong thing and jeopardize the entire mission.“Are you hot?” she asked, looking to see if he recognized the UPP coded greeting. “Cold as Hell Miss,” he whispered back, holding her gaze. Morgan smiled brightly, “Me too, better avoid the water.” She patted. I've got a roommate! Beth still knows some of the girls who work there and she hooked me up with one of the cocktail waitresses. She's really sweet. Well, I don't know if you'd like her or not. She's... kind of different.”“What, does she have three eyes? Is she a Lithuanian power-lifter?”“No, she's just...she's not a girl, girl. What's the term? Sis--”“Oh, is she a trans woman?”“Yes. That's the technical term. But really, she's just a girl. That's how she identifies and that's how I feel about. As she opened the door to go inside, Krista was just getting up. Summer walked in and over to her bed.“Summer, you didn’t?”“I didn’t what?”“You just came in the room naked. You didn’t go out there like that did you?” “Uh, Krista, did you see any clothes in my hand when I came in?” Summer asked and laughed.“Okay, okay, I deserve that. Wow, I can’t believe you went out there naked and came back naked.”“Krista, it’s all girls here. We all have the same things. We may each be different, but we. Not like I am a rich man and can afford to spend a year-long vacation. I travel and also work at the same time.So, I wanted to get out of the city. I packed my bags, guitar and rode to Goa on my bike. I found a job at a shack by the beach where I approached the owner and asked him if I could work. Though the shack owner was skeptical, I managed to get the offer. My work was so good that the place was left to me. I used to manage almost everything like the rooms, restaurant, accounts and the.