Galveston, a seaside city on the Gulf of Texas, southeast from my previous location, hosted several boats.
Waving the driver goodbye and leaving him a generous tip for his service, I turned to look for my boat when an appreciated presence approached.
It was a she, a woman blessed with beautiful dirty-blonde hair, a pair of sunglasses perched on her head, a white skirt, and a tight black top. She walked up to me with a smile, immediately extending her hand.
"Mr. Lawson."
I took the beauty's hand, shaking it as she introduced herself.
"I'm Carmine Fabian, your guide during your stay at Galveston Bay and aboard the 'White Kite.'"
Carmine was busty and thick. Her attire highlighted her assets, and to top off her appearance, her sun-kissed brown skin glowed under the sunlight.
"Are you a sailor?"
"What gave it away?"
"Your skin."
Carmine smiled, confirming my observation, and led me to the 'White Kite.'
