When Love Comes In Small Water Ways

WL and John Joseph knew when they needed to show the out of the money factor. And this was the time when the sun was setting in a vacation marina port.

“We better get back to the boat,” WL mentioned, “we do not want it to sail away without us.”

“You know your right,” a red skin John Joseph agreed, “I had way too much of that magical grape juice playing French quarters and now my allowance is gone.”

“You should have never told them your name was John Joseph,” WL pulled his passport out while a band played on the dock, “Go Mariachy King, you’re the best,”

“Yeah, Mariachy you’re the King, I am not son of a oh here are my documents,” John Joseph agreed disappearing on to the floating party.

WL and John Joseph stumbled aboard and were still able to view the beautiful ocean in paradise. Sitting wearing orange life preservers there were the two traveling partners that the guys gave anniversary reminder rings before they left home.

“Hey ladies,” John Joseph explained.

And WL needed not to say a word just put his arm around hers during the romantic moment. “WL, my lips hurt real bad,” she was looking for sympathy.

“What is our fair maiden claiming?” John Joseph inquired.

“Her lips got sun burn.”

“I hear a great happy hour drink from our pre-paid expenses is a cure.”

“We shared one sweet merlot at lunch,” the one mentioned.

“It had my favorite blue label with the name Coppola on it.” The other added when a person wearing a name tag with the letters RF on it brushed by to pull the anchor up which drenched the girls bikini tops.

“Sorry about that,” RF apologized when the Skipper sitting in the Captain’s chair made the announcement, “The Prime Eagle is ready to sail away, its time RF Fast Dash N Blue.”

“Aye Aye Captain.” RF replied hearing the secret code to shove off.

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