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An Unknown Relative

... all about,” she asked. “They didn’t know you were with me,” I told her. “They nearly made a mistake and they apologized. They said you’re very beautiful and left.” “I would have been in trouble if you weren’t here,” she said. “Yes, but I am here and nothing’s going to happen to you.” “Why did they leave?” “They respect me and they’re afraid of me,” I told her. “Why?” she asked. “I did a big favor for their boss once. I have the reputation of being a bad man to mess with. That combination keeps the locals polite. I told them you’re my daughter. Their boss would have them tortured to death if they harmed you. He would have them shot for just speaking to you without my permission. They’ll spread the word and leave you alone. That doesn’t apply to everyone though. There are a lot of desperate people in third world counties that just have no idea of who not to fuck with. You’re going to attract attention wherever we go. You’re the most beautiful girl any of them have ever seen and to them, you’re exotic because you’re a redhead and an American. That’s why we carry guns.” “Ours are in the bag,” she said. “What would you have done if they’d been hostile?” “They wouldn’t be in the bag if I thought we were in any danger here. I’d be sitting by the bag and you’d be swimming by yourself.” I tethered out the lobster bag in the surf and we went and ate a late lunch. There was a little stand about a mile away I knew about. They roasted their meat on a vertical roaster and they carved it ...

... off and put in on tortas. We had chips and Cokes. We ate peaches for dessert and they were good juicy ones. The juice ran down Pendry’s chin and her hands were all sticky. She ran laughing back to the water. She beckoned to me and I joined her at a more dignified pace. We played a little more and she was ready to go. I never got to put the sunscreen on her and that was disappointing, but she had a good time and that was what mattered. We dropped the lobsters and scallops on ice and then showered and changed. I wore a red Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts with flip-flops. She came out with a short blue skirt and a loose white top. Her breasts were shaking around freely under it as she took the stairs two at a time. She caught me looking and grinned, cupping them at me. “Nice, huh,” she teased. “Jesus, Penn, don’t you ever wear a bra?” I asked. “You’re going to make me have a heart attack.” She laughed. “Sometime I do when I think they’ll flop around. What are we going to do?” “We’re going to make a shopping list,” I told her. “Where do you want to go and how long do you want to stay out?” “South; and I want to stay out forever,” she said. I laughed. “South is a big place and forever is a long time.” “Let me look at a map,” she said. I took her to the chart table on the bridge and we got out maps to look at. She looked it over and found something. She got a magnifying lamp and pulled it over the map. “There,” she said, pointing to a spot. “I want to go there.” ’There’ turned out to ...