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- May 12, 2021
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The Princess Sunrise, a luxury high class cruise ship was docked at the Port of New York. It's itinerary route was quite heavy laiden with its routes reaching the Caribbean seas, with stops at the various Cuban islands and stops in Brazil. The passenger terminal was quite decorated with a Hawaiin feel for the Caribbean trip with flower rings ready to be greeting the incoming passengers, trolleys loading the luggage of their passengers ahead of time to be sent to their rooms on board.
On board, it was like luxurious wonderland. The atrium of the cruise ship was adorned with Crystal chandeliers and the hall lit by LED fixtures. A swimming pool was on the forward and rear end of the upper decks of the ship, and one pool in the interior below a deck down. Observation rooms were present on the forward and aft ends of the ship, exercise gymnasiums were available for the patrons. Steam and sauna rooms were ready for the guests.
Food buffets and restaurants and bars were shined and stocked with food and drinks, ready to feed the waves of hungry guests. From pirate theme and tiki bar theme, to a mermaid style cafes to fit the various tastes and themes to their passengers. Gift stores were filled and ready to sell their clothes and stocks. Theaters were cleaned and ready to display films and theatrical acts to entertain their patrons.
Just as importantly were rooms of private contractors offering various entertainment and relaxation services around the ship, under contract with the cruise ship. Yoga, massages, gambling rooms, were among the various privateers ready to offer services and entertainment. It was a wonderland to keep their guests entertained 24/7 as they transit the oceans to their ports of visits.
Passengers were boarded, the last of the vast pallets of supplies were loaded, the time for departure had come. The captain gave the order and the anchor was weighed, the ropes released and the giant cruise ship began its journey with a loud horn blast. Crowds of passerby people and onlookers waved at the massive ship and their tourist passengers as it left on its voyage to the Caribbean and Brazilian destination.
Joseph Gotter was not a passenger here but a contractor that paid a nice rental spot to the cruise ship. Here he runs his private massage parlor to these well paying guests, charged to their ship credit accounts. His service was as high quality as it was priced highly, yet he has never been short of paying customers, especially the young and sexy ladies and young wives who melt under the touch of his muscle gripped hands and fingers. How he enjoys picking up these ladies as much as he enjoys his work, but taking care to give a focus to a singular lady per trip lest he falls under the trap of more ambitious men who try to double or triple date passengers with the obvious fatal fact of all of them on the same ship.
Not expecting work for the afternoon as the passengers are in their exploratory phase, more interested in seeing the sights around the ship and getting their leg movements memorized, he stood outside his parlor on the upper deck, the one way glass windows to keep prior eyes from looking in except for natural light, but letting Joseph and his patron to look out. His eyes were on the hunt of his new girl to enjoy after waving off a spring break girl dropped off at the city at the end of her trip. Evening had come and was borderline night as the ship cruised along and the decks were quieted, lest the tiki bars and swimming pools still active with patrons chatting and partying on their first night.
On board, it was like luxurious wonderland. The atrium of the cruise ship was adorned with Crystal chandeliers and the hall lit by LED fixtures. A swimming pool was on the forward and rear end of the upper decks of the ship, and one pool in the interior below a deck down. Observation rooms were present on the forward and aft ends of the ship, exercise gymnasiums were available for the patrons. Steam and sauna rooms were ready for the guests.
Food buffets and restaurants and bars were shined and stocked with food and drinks, ready to feed the waves of hungry guests. From pirate theme and tiki bar theme, to a mermaid style cafes to fit the various tastes and themes to their passengers. Gift stores were filled and ready to sell their clothes and stocks. Theaters were cleaned and ready to display films and theatrical acts to entertain their patrons.
Just as importantly were rooms of private contractors offering various entertainment and relaxation services around the ship, under contract with the cruise ship. Yoga, massages, gambling rooms, were among the various privateers ready to offer services and entertainment. It was a wonderland to keep their guests entertained 24/7 as they transit the oceans to their ports of visits.
Passengers were boarded, the last of the vast pallets of supplies were loaded, the time for departure had come. The captain gave the order and the anchor was weighed, the ropes released and the giant cruise ship began its journey with a loud horn blast. Crowds of passerby people and onlookers waved at the massive ship and their tourist passengers as it left on its voyage to the Caribbean and Brazilian destination.
Joseph Gotter was not a passenger here but a contractor that paid a nice rental spot to the cruise ship. Here he runs his private massage parlor to these well paying guests, charged to their ship credit accounts. His service was as high quality as it was priced highly, yet he has never been short of paying customers, especially the young and sexy ladies and young wives who melt under the touch of his muscle gripped hands and fingers. How he enjoys picking up these ladies as much as he enjoys his work, but taking care to give a focus to a singular lady per trip lest he falls under the trap of more ambitious men who try to double or triple date passengers with the obvious fatal fact of all of them on the same ship.
Not expecting work for the afternoon as the passengers are in their exploratory phase, more interested in seeing the sights around the ship and getting their leg movements memorized, he stood outside his parlor on the upper deck, the one way glass windows to keep prior eyes from looking in except for natural light, but letting Joseph and his patron to look out. His eyes were on the hunt of his new girl to enjoy after waving off a spring break girl dropped off at the city at the end of her trip. Evening had come and was borderline night as the ship cruised along and the decks were quieted, lest the tiki bars and swimming pools still active with patrons chatting and partying on their first night.
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