71 Boudoir Glamour Inc #71

It was wonderful to ride on the turbo-catamaran. They could have done a photo shoot. Clear skies. Beautiful seas.

The adaptive beach towel moved around on me (in a slow and gentle way). The "Trust Building Adaptive" operating mode let me relax, but did not let me forget that an artificial intelligence was clothing me.

I was last off the catamaran and was confused by the looks in my way.

It was when the catamaran roared off loudly, that I looked in that direction. Thick and dark clouds were high in the sky.

A nervous desk clerk handed over my cabin key and a small map.

As I walked to the cabin, a loud strike of lightning very startled me. I was rattled and I think the beach towel was rattled too.

I was glad to have found my cabin. It never rained. The skies became clear again.

After an hour or two, I found the main cluster to see about food and drinks. The barman served me with a furtive glance and mumbled apology

"Sorry. I am nervous. I am a replacement. This is my first work cycle. Some of the staff vanished without a trace. I will do my best, but.. That storm was not like anything I.I. have… Sorry, sorry. I will try to focus on my job and get you the drinks and snack you wanted."

When I left for my cabin, it felt isolated. It was incredibly beautiful. Decked walkways to cabins held up feet above the lapping water.

But also, not built to be very tall.

I think nearly all the other guests were in their cabins. Whispers could be heard.. sometimes a giggle of the nervous kind.

I got into my cabin and just figured I was Jet-Lagged. My mood can be a bit down from long jet flights.

Things most certainly were going to get better after a day or two of rest.