There was the sound of coins in the slot, and then ablue light from the hole as the TV came on. All of thiswas fairly normal. The click of a belt on b...ckling.Pants hitting the floor. And then a shadow flickeredacross the blue. My eyes clung to that shadow as itwavered again, and then held, blocking all light fromthe screen. In it’s place, nestled in the darkness, wasa swatch of shadowed pink.This was it. Time to learn something new about myself.I reached out to it, brushing the skin with. I wasfeeling a bit light headed so I went back to the living room, ploppeddown on the leather couch and flipped on the television. Itautomatically turned on to the events channel. There I saw an overviewof the ship. I was amazed as I was shown the shops, the exercise roomsand the restaurants. This ship was more like a small city floating inthe water. There were scenes of beautiful woman parading around inskimpy swim suits playing volleyball, tennis and doing aerobics. Somewomen were just. To Charleston, South Carolina.I'd picked it more or less out of a hat. I had to get out of the D.C. area, and I preferred mild winters to cold ones so that dictated south. I didn't want a big city but not the country, either; I'd never visited Charleston so they had no reason to look for me there especially; and what I'd read of the town said it was charming. So Charleston it would be, for now anyway.It was a long, mostly boring drive. I wanted to do the whole thing in one day, but I needed to. I laugh.'Best I've seen''Liar' A wide grin is set across her face and she let's it go.'What do you do here?' she asks'I err... Move stuff around, make sure stuff is safe, lay cable...' I trail off as she pipes up'Boring!' 'Sometimes''When is it not boring?' she asks and I bite my lip and don't say 'When I'm chasing sexy little poledancing popstars around' but she reads my mind. 'Do you want me to dance some more for you Mr Boring''Please' I replyMiley twists and gyrates her way through the the.