I’m the 34 year old CEO of a major Seattle-based company. As the head of my company I have fought off one hostile takeover, the 90’s stock market decline, and a myriad of daily trials and tribulations. So when I wish to relax, I don’t go half way. My favorite place to relax is Menton, France, just outside of Monte Carlo. The place is full of naked babes and a million things to do if you are wealthy like me.
I made up my mind to go to Menton at 3:00 o’clock on a Wednesday night. By 6:00 the next morning I was in Menton checking into the Prince De Galles Menton. It was a temporary arrangement, I had a boat reserved for that afternoon. In the meantime I would go gambling in Monte Carlo.
My boat was fantastic, as usual. I stepped into the cabin to the fresh smell of lysol. My bags were already aboard. I opened the shaving case took out my electric razor and shaved as I watched the gulls fly past and boats splashing joyfully on the clear blue surf. Suddenly I heard a noise aloft. I froze, set the razor down and grabbed up a belaying pin on the way up the steps. I was awestruck by what I saw.
One of the most beautiful blondes I have ever seen was talking to a latino looking girl in a checkered bikini.
“What are you doing up there?” I asked.
“Oh shit,” the blonde said in perfect english. Read the rest of this entry »