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She turned to face him, and smiled. "I know. That's my problem."

"You're the first townie I ever made love to. Uncle Willie used to warn me that their daddies always turned out to be the sheriff."

Louise Hollander's mouth tightened. "What kind of women do you like? Whores, I suppose."

"Are you a homosexual, Jeff?"

"I'm Louise Hollander. I own this boat."

"Sometimes," Jeff said agreeably. "Was there anything else, Miss Hollander?"

She sat up in surprise. "What?"

Louise Hollander's mouth tightened. "What kind of women do you like? Whores, I suppose."

A year later the professor had died of alcoholism, but Jeff had promised himself that one day he would go on a dig. Carthage, first, for the professor.

"Then if you want to get your money's worth, you'd better let me get on with my work." Jeff moved on to the next stanchion.

Louise Hollander had had two husbands before she was twenty-one, and her lawyer had just made a settlement with her third husband when she met Jeff. The second night they were moored at the harbor in Papeete, and as the passengers and crew were going ashore, Jeff received another summons to Louise Hollander's quarters. When Jeff arrived, she was dressed in a colorful silk pareu slit all the way up to the thigh.

They were together every night after that. At first Louise's friends were amused. He's another one of Louise's playthings, they thought. But when she informed them that she intended to marry Jeff, they were frantic.

Jeff walked over and examined the costume. "It doesn't have a Zipper."

Jeff walked over and examined the costume. "It doesn't have a Zipper."

"Sometimes," Jeff said agreeably. "Was there anything else, Miss Hollander?"

She sat up in surprise. "What?"

They made love on the deck, where the soft tropical air caressed their bodies like a blessing. Afterward, they lay on their sides, facing each other. Jeff propped himself up on an elbow and looked down at Louise. "Your daddy's not the sheriff, is he?" Jeff asked.

Louise Hollander had had two husbands before she was twenty-one, and her lawyer had just made a settlement with her third husband when she met Jeff. The second night they were moored at the harbor in Papeete, and as the passengers and crew were going ashore, Jeff received another summons to Louise Hollander's quarters. When Jeff arrived, she was dressed in a colorful silk pareu slit all the way up to the thigh.

They were together every night after that. At first Louise's friends were amused. He's another one of Louise's playthings, they thought. But when she informed them that she intended to marry Jeff, they were frantic.

Louise Hollander had had two husbands before she was twenty-one, and her lawyer had just made a settlement with her third husband when she met Jeff. The second night they were moored at the harbor in Papeete, and as the passengers and crew were going ashore, Jeff received another summons to Louise Hollander's quarters. When Jeff arrived, she was dressed in a colorful silk pareu slit all the way up to the thigh.

In their quarters at night, the crew members disparaged the passengers and made jokes about them. But Jeff admitted to himself that he was envious of them--- their backgrounds, their educations, and their easy manners. They had come from monied families and had attended the best schools. His school had been Uncle Willie and the carnival.

"I don't believe it's any of your business, Miss Hollander, but the answer is no. What I am is choosy."

And that was the way it began.

"I see. I'm working for you."

"I see. I'm working for you."

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