Sunday, September 25, 2011

What A Stern That Baby Had

Bertha, or "Bertie" as she liked to be called, was a big gal, brassy, and knew her way around a rig. She was a little too uh robust for my tastes so I didn't pay much attention to her. Besides, you couldn't tell an awful lot about her corpus with the dungarees and work shirts she was always seen in. Then, that morning. The crew had worked a really late night laying in the equipment for port, and I thought I was the first up. I came up on deck and I'll be damned if I didn't see a whole new side to Bertie.

Obliged to VintageGal

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