She then narrowed her eyes and glared at me, suspiciously."Why?" she asked. "Do I look like The kind of girl that watches porn?" No, but I figured sin...e you had a vibrator..."Erica cut me off by giving me a playful punch in The shoulder."I still can't believe you saw that", she said, smiling in a cute, coymanner. "What a great first impression!"Things were going just as planned."I must say I was surprised when I saw that," I began. "You don'texactly seem like The type." Oh?" she asked, slumping. Then the sun would go down and I'd be so cold, I didn't get much rest then either.Every few whiles, I'd have a vision of the camper stopping. Everybody would pour out single file through its little door: ten SEALs Carolyn, and Arti. Io would stay with the Humvee of course. She kept talking through the radio."Turn on your GPS, Harvey. Turn on your GPS." Io kept repeating it over and over.When I went to look at my wristwatch, which always had a nifty GPS in it, all it would display was 'Look at. "Ummmm, like, no," I responded, "I just liketotally look and talk like a bimbo. Doing bimbo things is just likegrody; I'm not even horny. For realizes!" Ahhhh, so we have our answer folks. Our precious little Britt-Brat waswrong, there's more to a bimbo than an outfit, looks, and reducedintelligence. It also requires horniness. Let's put this to the test."Cassie then turned to me saying, "Brittney, your mouth, ass, and titswill feel like an erogenous zone that equals your pussy. In fact all. Apparently no one in the ship saw the two women go overboard, and the captain and crew were no more the wiser. Desperately trying to catch the attention of anyone on the ship, Helen kept yelling at the top of her voice, begging for the ship to stop. To her dismay, the ship resolutely sailed on, as whatever cries for help Helen made, was drowned out by the gay party music being played on board. Soon the behemoth cruise liner which was said to be among the largest in the world, was but a dot in.