Erica holds Natalya's head between the empty cups and cackles. " so this is sorta what it looks like from your end?" Sh blushes when Natalya says she is pretty. " oh nats," she takes the bra off." You're too nice to me....people usually don't use the word "pretty" for me." Erica looks slightly sad. " is it wrong that sometimes I look at you and feel bad about myself?" Erica thinks for a moment." I'd love a lap dance sometime. And no awkward boners for you to feel! Always found strip clubs to be funny. Men give away hard earned money to pretty girls. After their shift,those same pretty girls go home to their boyfriends or whatever. Sad fuckers love to throw away money." Erica smilies seeing what her kisses hav Done to Natalya. " imagine if I kissed you...there. Your belly button is so cute. I love it." Sh kisses it again. " I fully agree. The USA loves my tax money, it still sees me as less than a person." She has a scowl on her face.


Karoliena and erich see Ada and come over bearing a tray of Martinis and smiles on their faces. " good afternoon,miss Von.....something. You care for some company?" Erich asks.

Ada giggles her child-like giggle, forcing a smile. "Von Wannemaker... And yes, please and thank you!"

erich and karoliena saunter over to ada. "wannemaker...very posh.too posh for these parts.that damn desert fox will be on us like a shot if he hears that name. we'll stick with ada." erich says in the convincing tones of a mad man.
"good afternoon,miss ada" karoliena says pleasantly."hows things?" seeing tony come out on deck,karoliena smiles. "well well.if it isnt mr pastis. long time no see,droog." clearly,karoliena has been indulging in whatever erich has been indulging in too.



erica shrieks when natalya licks her. she presses her modest bits against natalya's face. "not as impressive as yours,but they'll do." she giggles. "well,erich told me i was beautiful,like every day. i've never had a girlfriend tell me that...or that they loved me." erica looks sad,and leaves out the part that the only long term girlfriend she had was nina. erica sighs and shakes her head when she sees natalya scowl. the expression is very striking,given its the first time erica has seen it. "no no no.you've done nothing to make me feel inferior to you physically. no,you've done nothing but make me feel good about my looks....it's just you know how people are. they will look at us and ask "how did that" erica points to herself," land that?!" points to natalya. she starts to giggle."there are the problems everyone wants to have,huh? poor me,my girlfriend is too pretty! i'm sorry natycakes.i'm a hot mess,huh?" erica looks around at natalya's butt."ooh,i'd love to see this in a thong,but i dont know about the not touching it bit.i dont deal with temptation well."she giggles and starts kissing below natalya's belly moving further south with each kiss."i never could refuse a pretty girl's requests." she giggles before...well..

karoliena frowns."but mr pastis is so fun,it makes you sound like a french detective with a drinking problem." she looks to erich and smiles."oh we are doing just fine.i heard the distinct sound of rocking coming from below decks. you guys whooping that cheetah's ass with a belt?

erich is examining the rail of the ship closely. "fingerprints! dusty,sandy fingerprints! that rommel is on the prowl again!"

karoliena scowls a bit."yeah,i know the feeling. i want to get out there and play some "sisters of eris" songs live.but nina is still off doing fuck all and erica hasnt left her room since coming aboard."


erich looks a little anxious. "yeah. i'd like to strap that old guitar on again,"

karoliena giggles. "strap on."

"erica certainly seems....entertained." karoliena laughs." natalya is sweet though. nothing like i expected her to be."

"erich looks up at the bridge and counts his fingers. "you guys want to put ashore and do a show? you got all of your band,i've got most of mine.we could do this."

erich looks up the sky and contemplates,clearly trying to channel the spirit of popeye. "i'd say we are off the coast of iceland. nothing says metal like playing to some icelandic peoples."


karoliena is already off and punching in the commands to get the duke to dock in iceland.

"too right.they wont know what hit them after the cold winds of canada breathe down upon them. they'll be all "what the fuck?! these crazy canadians are too much! please just take my sister's virginity and leave." then we'll dance with bjork." erich nods and racks his brain for songs to play.

"should we place bets on if natalya and erica notice the ship has stopped?" karoliena giggles and starts pouring the evening's drinks. white russians are the name of the game,karoliena has become quite fond of them since the appearance of castor on the duke.

"we should." erich agrees " we should play her front lawn among an army of clearly aroused snowmen." he sips a white russian with his pinkie extended.

karoliena comes down the steps wearing a captain's hat. "eta 20 minutes." she checks her nails. "i have to look good for bjork."

erich grabs sam's shoulders."picture it.....acts of hate,atomic war bride..playing bjork's front lawn in iceland! it will be brilliant!"




in the spirit of shipmates coming out of the wood work. erica comes out onto deck. rubbing her eyes and covered in pink lipstick. "hi chappies! "