Oh Lord, Help Me Keep My Panties on - By Lynda Burton Page 0,34
Today was our beauty day, Toni had secretly arranged for us when we arrived at the hotel. We were scheduled for a facial, pedicure, manicure, and a massage to complete the weekend. We arrived for our appointment promptly at twelve-thirty and were ready for the overhaul. I started with the facial, and Toni started with a massage. We emerged four hours later, relaxed and limber as hell. It was all we could do to go back to the hotel and lounge by the pool the rest of the afternoon. This was our last night in the Bahamas Toni said sadly. It’s getting late so let’s get up and get ready to catch the booze cruise, she ordered. The boat left every night at 9:00 PM from a near by pier. Remembering that we had not eaten all day we grabbed a quick bite to eat at the hotel then got dressed. Toni put on a seductive low-cut black chiffon dress and cute little gold sandals and I slipped on a multicolored crepe halter and white skin tight slacks. The evening sky had a mysterious glow that cascaded from the full moon onto the water, which made the atmosphere enchanting. When we arrived at the pier, the partygoers were already boarding the party boat. We made our way up the gangplank, jumped aboard, grabbed two glasses of red wine, and looked for a table on the portside of the boat. Julian spotted us we made our way toward the center of the boat and motioned for us to join him on the upper deck.
Julian arrived at the pier early and reserved a table for us near the bow of the boat. He escorted us to our table and ordered a bottle of Bahama Mamma. As we toasted our glasses together the boat started to pull away from shore and music began to fill the air. I don’t think we got a chance to sit down for five minutes. The next thing I knew the boat was docked and they were escorting us off the boat. The night was still early so we opted to go to the casino and give lady luck a chance to make our night. We did all right, Toni won $2,500 and I cashed out with $950, and Julian was the biggest winner. He had the company of two beautiful women. Bahamian law does not allow, permit, or condone gambling for its native countrymen, and if caught doing so, they are imprisoned by the government. Imagine that! Toni and I cashed out our winnings while Julian waited for us in the lobby. We had already packed and had our luggage picked up by the bellman. We had three hours before we had to leave for the airport and decided to eat. Julian brought us to his house for breakfast, and we ate corned beef with a bowl of fish stew complimented by grits. Oh, we ate like pigs! We headed back to the hotel to check out and to pick up the rest of our things before heading to the airport.
When we arrived at the airport, he jumped out and walked us to the door. Julian turned to give Toni a kiss on the cheek and a big hug. Then he turned to me and asked me for my phone number. “Julian, you do know that I live in the United States, and the calls will be expensive,” I said. “I don’t care,” he said softly. So I wrote down my number on a piece of paper that he handed to me then placed it back in his hands. Then he gave me a tender, long and passionate kiss. “I’ll call you,” he said as I walked to the terminal with Toni. As I turned around to look at him one more time before I walked into the terminal, he blew me a kiss and waved good-bye then he drove off. One metal detector, two metal detectors, three metal detectors, four damn, airport security is crazy!
Our flight back to New York was fast, or maybe it felt like that because I didn’t want to leave the Bahamas; in no time, we were landing. Toni and I hugged and I thanked her a million times for a wonderful getaway. She jumped in a cab and rushed home. I on the other hand jumped in a cab and headed for my office. I had no idea where Lynn had parked my car in the underground parking lot of the