Chapter Nineteen
One Night In Athens
The next morning they headed to Athens. This trip was always an adventure. Sometimes there were Mediterranean dolphins racing the ship. Or they came across sea turtles on migration. Along the way the ferry called into two ports. One in Aegina. The other in Poros. At each stop Lu loaded up. Straw hats. Woven fabrics. Pistachios. Greek oregano. Sundresses. Flokati rugs. Olive oil. Blue and white platters. More bracelets and anklets. Halvadopita and loukoumi from Syros. Gifts for home. Walter stood by, benevolently, paying for everything. His smile wide. He loved watching her. Always with a bit of a hard-on. He fiddled with his kombolio, the Greek worry beads, wishing they were her n*****s instead.
At the last stop they sat quietly enjoying a final glas
