"I want to talk about something else. Either now, or later, but I don't want to miss it." Go ahead..." "Get it off your chest..." "Do it now, might as...well." Well, I want to talk about what happened while you guys were gone. I started telling Dana, but she suggested I wait and we'd all talk about it." She took a bite of her sandwich, chewed, and swallowed. "Sorry, I'm really hungry."Anyway, you know I stayed home and looked after the place. Sheldon stayed with me. He's what I want to talk. Closing my eyes and reopening them a couple seconds later, I find Penelope standing inches away from me. "No running this time." She devilishly grins. I really can't take it anymore. Lunging for her hips, I pull her closer to me until I can feel her perky breasts pressed against mine. Grazing her hips with my hands, I comfortably begin raising her shirt whilst she undoes my jeans. Feeling my jeans fall softly to my ankles, I step out of them and hungrily pull down her shorts at the same time.. Here they come, comely girls bought from all over South America. Naked, they climb the stairs, smiling shyly, to the applause and cheering of both crew and passengers. They seem to be finally reconciled to their fate.Pre-lottery girls provide meat for the first days of the tour, the pacific crossing, to allow crew and passengers to get acquainted with each other before crew girl lotteries start. Live cooked girls never suffer the indignity of being gutted on 'Dolcett World Cruise Lines' ships,. As was pointed out, jobs and mortgages and all the other shit await!!Where will we go form here?Since much of this is pure fantasy, why not play with another fantasy that we all have from time to time. The fantasy of leaving it all behind. The fantasy that made that country song “Take this Job and Shove it” so wildly popular in its day.Let’s face it, we’ve all thought of what it would be like to just step out. Not worry about the house payment, or car payment. Not worry about keeping the boss,.