Smugglers 1: Nikki

by Gerald McCallum

  John and Mike both said they would put on some music and one of them went for the CD’s. Rita asked Nikki, under her breath, “I thought you and I were going to party tonight?”

  “Come on, It’s a drink. Besides it’s funny watching these two falling over each other trying to get us in bed, and I know you only screw men for money. So just think of it as stick pussy, or charge him and pick up a thousand bucks or so. Let’s dance.”

  Nikki started to dance in a very sexy way with Rita, and John and Mike loved it. Soon the two men joined in. The more Rita and Nikki caressed and kissed each other the more the men danced, and the hotter they got. When a break came in the music, Mike said to the girls, “You two have less clothes on at work.”

  With that Nikki took off her top and Rita followed and they started dancing again but much more aggressive with each other and very sexual. Soon the men could not stand anymore and Mike grabbed Nikki by the hand and took her down to his state room, leaving Rita and John dancing.

  In the morning, Mike and John were up making coffee and ordering breakfast from room service. The girls got up around eleven. Nikki had on one of Mike’s shirts, and her underwear. Rita had John’s shirt on and nothing else. After a couple of hours the girls got dressed and went to their own boat.

  Bruce and Caresse were up, and Rita asked, “You two are the only one’s up?”

  “Yes,” Caresse answered, “and we’re very hung over, too. The rest got here just before light, about four, and went to bed.”

  “That’s where we are going,” said Nikki, and the two of them went downstairs to the stateroom.

  When they were getting undressed Rita took out a hand full of hundred dollar bills and put them on the dresser.

  Nikki said, “Oh, I see you decided to let John do what he wanted for a price. How much is there?”

  “About one thousand.”

  “Well ,how long did that take to make a thousand bucks, ten or fifteen minutes?” Nikki asked. “That’s four thousand dollars per hour. At that rate it’s one hundred fifty thousand dollars per week. What a great job!”

  Everybody was up by five and sat at the table for food, drinks and talk about the Duval Crawl and all the fun they had the night before.

  “Well,” Rita said, “what time do you want to head out tonight?” They reassembled back in the main salon to go bar hopping. This time Mike and John went with them from the beginning. At the third or fourth bar, Nikki asked Mike what he had in the boat for power.

  “Two thousand four hundred MTUS,” Mike answered.

  “Is John your partner in the boat, and what do you do for a living?” Nikki asked.

  “Why so many questions, are you writing a book?”

  “No, I just want to know who I’m sleeping with, okay?” Nikki said.

  “John is my partner. My only partner on the boat, and I sell metals,” Mike stated.

  Nikki chuckled, “That’s funny. In “Heat” Robert De Niro told his girl that he sold metals, too, but he was really in a crew that did banks. Are you in a crew, Mike?”

  He laughed and asked, “Who wants a shot of Cuervo?” and went to the bar to get everybody’s order. When they did the shots, Mike asked, “What if we ride back with you girls, and leave our boat here?”

  “I’ll have to ask Rita but it sounds fine with me,” replied Nikki.

  They drank up and went on to the Other Side. The music from all the bars filled the air. The dance clubs were the loudest of them all, and the Other Side was loudest of that group. They went in, got a table and went to the dance floor. Nikki could tell that Rita was smitten by a blond on the dance floor. When they sat down, she took her to the girl’s room.

  “Don’t forget what I said, that’s a guy and he has probably given more head then you. By the way, Mike wants to leave their boat here and come with us for a week, but I said I would have to talk to you first,” Nikki said.

  “I know! I told John I get five thousand a week, and you know what he said? Okay, I’ll pay that.”

  “No shit! No shit! So they are going to leave their new three million dollar boat here and come with us for a week, plus give you five thousand dollars, and take a cab back to pick up their boat? I guess when they said money is no object, they were talking about those two,” she said.

  “Okay! Let’s do it,” Rita agreed.

  “Good, that’s settled so let’s have fun,” Nikki said.

  They went from club to club. Danced a lot and except for the occasional rooster walking up to them, they kept moving from bar to bar.

  “Nikki, what’s with all the chickens?” Loretta asked.

  “They don’t really know, but as the story goes, somebody brought a pair of them here in the sixties and now there are fifteen hundred. There were also several six-toed cats, but now there are five hundred, but if you don’t give your rooster a French fry he will pick your Nikes.” She broke into laughter as she walked.

  Back on the Sport Fish the music and drinks came out instantly and the boys had the women naked as well as themselves and continued to dance until they went to separate state rooms.

  In the morning when Nikki and Mike were talking in bed, she said, “We’re leaving about eight in the morning and will be back at my marina by five. Think about what you want to do, honey. I guess I see what you want to do now.” Nikki grabbed his manhood under the covers and pulled him on top of her. After they had sex again they went upstairs to have coffee with John and Rita.

  The girls went to their boat to change because the boys had invited everyone on the Hatteras to go to the Dry Tortugas for the day. After spending the day they tied up and started to party on the Sport Fish. Later they moved to the Broward. Nikki pushed Mike in the stateroom she had with Rita, and then started to kiss him and undress them both with her hands. Mike could not take it anymore and pulled Nikki up on the bed. He started to kiss her breast, face and neck. Then he pulled her all the way up on the bed and began to lick her all over as they made moaning sounds and pushed, pulled, and fingered each other until they came simultaneously. Exhausted, hot and spent, they held each other and talked.

  “What do you really do and are you married?” Nikki asked Mike.

  “I sell metals, and I’m not married!”

  “Come on, Mike! You can tell me. If you’re married I don’t care and I know you’re not a salesman.”

  “I was married but I’m not any longer. In fact, I haven’t been for years and I don’t have any kids that I know of. As far as work goes I don’t work anymore and I don’t have to, okay?”

  “No, that’s not okay. What do you do or what did you do?” Nikki sat on his waist and insisted, “So what did you do?”

  “I worked hard and saved my money.”

  “No, tell me or no more of these,” and she grabbed her tits.

  “I told you what I did, but I did hear a story about a crew from MPLS that was watching a TV story one day about hurricane Katrina. They saw all those people breaking into stores and stealing sneakers, televisions and stereos because there were no alarms, no cops, no lights, no electricity but most importantly no alarms. What dumb assholes! Then one of the MPLS men said I think somebody ought to go down there with an inflatable boat and a cutting torch and take four or five banks, as they have no cops or alarms. All these stupid people are caught up in stealing sneakers and flat screens televisions. At least, that’s what I heard.”

  “Sure, you did,” she said. “How much money did you hear they got?”

  “I never heard,” and they laughed.

  “Tell me more. What about marriage and sex?” she inquired.

  “I told you I was married one time with no kids, and as far as sex goes, there’s nothing I haven’t done. I know you’ve had several threesomes and been to bed with men. Well, I do like threesomes, but where it’s about the women, either two men, and a woman, or two women and me, but I’ve never been with a man and have no desire to be with one.

  Nikki felt under the cover for his Johnson, and holdin
g onto it asked, “All this sex talk is making you hot again?”

  He kissed her and started to mount her again when she said, “This will be four or five times in twenty four hours. Don’t hurt yourself, you old fart,” and they laughed until tears came to their eyes and the sex drive was driven away. “So you really like threesomes? That’s funny, so do I, with either sex.”

  “Do you like having sex with two men at once, or sex with one woman and a man, which is better for you?”

  “Either way, and I like pain, too.”

  “That’s good,” said Mike, as he got aroused, and made love again. After, he said, “So Nikki, tell me about yourself, what do you do? Do you have any kids, have you ever been married, or do you have a full time boyfriend? And don’t tell me you are a full time dancer! I know better.”

  “So you want to know about me or my past and how I got here? Well, I’m not a dancer as you already figured out, and I really own a small live aboard marina. I have been married one time and have no kids and I’ve been divorced for a year. My father is in jail for life because he murdered my mother and he will always be there. I was raised by my grandparents but went to Florida from Arizona at seventeen when my grandmother died, and I never looked back.”

  “Have you been in Florida since then?”

  “Yes”

  “But why leave your grandpa and Arizona to move to Florida?”

  She looked at him for the longest time until the silence got uncomfortable then said, “Let’s just say it was unsafe for me there.”

  With that Mike kissed her and said, “Let’s get some clothes on and have coffee, Nikki. I am sorry about your life. Are you okay now?”

  As she looked at him she said, “Mike I’ve been on my own since I was found next to my dead mother, and I get along fine, just fine.”

  Nikki and Mike asked John and Rita, “Is there more coffee?”

  “No,” said Rita, “but there is lots, and lots, of champagne.”

  “Why stop now, Mike?” asked Nikki, “I will have coffee first then start for the day.”

  CHAPTER 21

  Everybody on the Broward was feeling good, and by the time noon rolled around, they were on their way back. No one had seen Cynthia and Tim. They were still in their master stateroom. At nightfall they dropped anchor in twelve feet of water and spent the night. Bruce was underway by seven the next morning. They were back to the dock by mid-afternoon. When they got everything secured at the dock Nikki and Mike went to her apartment. When they opened the door she let out a gasp and ran around her apartment, letting out a gasp in every room, then Mike said, “You’ve been robbed, careful they may still be here?!”

  “I wasn’t robbed. At least I don’t think so. They were here to search the place for money.”

  With that she ran up to Glenn’s old apartment and it was even worse. She went on the dock and asked if anyone saw or heard anything, but they hadn’t. She told everyone she had been robbed, and asked Mike to say the same. She and Mike straightened things out enough to have a place to sleep, but went to the Broward to sleep for the night.

  In the morning Nikki went to her apartment and office by herself to put things away. Sometime in the afternoon the phone rang when she answered the voice on the other end said,

  “Nikki? You know who this is. We didn’t get what we came for, as I’m sure you know. So here’s the deal; we’re coming back to get ya, if you don’t give up the money! So what’s it going to be, you or the money?”

  “I told your boss Jeff, I don’t have Glenn’s money.”

  “Nikki, you were the last one to see Jeff and Glenn. I am the boss and always have been. Now, what’s it going to be you or the money?”

  “I don’t have any money!” she replied.

  “Believe me”, he said, “Nikki, once my men pick you up and bring you here I will torture you for hours and then kill you. I am an expert at this, and I can keep you alive for hours, after I cut your feet off and throw them in the corner. See you the day after tomorrow.”

  Nikki sat on the chair thinking about the conversation with the man on the phone, trying to think who he was. Then she looked at her phone for the last caller to no avail and just sat there thinking.

  She wasn’t going to give up the money. It was bad enough that Rita showed up and wanted half. Now they were going to kidnap her and torture her to death! She must find out who the man on the phone was. She finished cleaning up her apartment then went to get Mike.

  As Nikki and Mike entered her place, she said, “Sorry that you got pulled into this.”

  “Don’t worry about me, that is what I am here for, to help you.”

  Nikki made them both a drink and sat down next to him with a kiss, and told Mike about the phone call.

  “We only have tonight and tomorrow,” he said. “Nikki, please don’t get mad. Just tell me the truth, because I can only help if I know the whole story.”

  “Okay, I won’t get mad.”

  “So do you have Glenn’s money?”

  “Do you think I would be here working if I had twenty million dollars? Of course I don’t have Glenn’s money.” Nikki had turned into an excellent liar.

  “That’s good enough for me, honey. I can help, so let’s sit here and figure a way out.”

  Later that night Mike said, “Just leave and come with me, just disappear, leave the marina, the people, your clothes, everything, just leave! We’ll get on the Sportfish and nobody will know where you went.”

  “Thank you, Mike but I can’t. I can’t just leave, as much as I would like to, I just can’t.”

  “When you were telling me the complete story about running cocaine from the mother ship to here, you said Glenn and Jim made two million dollars per trip. What if we offered to make some kind of a trade where we keep half and the boss gets half, on Glenn’s account?” he suggested.

  “That would probably work, if I knew who he was or his name.” she responded.

  “Well, let’s figure it out and wait for his next call,” he said.

  “Mike, why are you doing this or getting involved?” asked Nikki.

  “I think I may love you or the idea of you, and I like the excitement and the deal.”

  “Now I’m mad! You think you may love me? I know I love you!” They moved to the bed and made crazy love.

  In the morning they had coffee with Don and Mark. When Mike went to refill his Styrofoam cup Nikki said, “Oh, God, if you fill that 16 ounce cup up from that pot, your heart will come out of your chest like in the movie Alien. That’s Cuban coffee! ”

  About nine o’clock they got ready for the call from the boss. Mike put his forty-five in his back under his shirt, just in case. The call didn’t come until three. Mike took the phone and made the pitch. All of a sudden he looked at Nikki and slowly he hung up the phone.

  “Well what did he say?”

  “Well, nothing, he just hung up; he listened to my pitch and hung up”

  “What do you think, did he go for it?”

  “I don’t know.”

  About an hour later the phone rang again and it was him. “What kind of boat do you have and what’s on it?”

  “I don’t have one, but you state the model and everything else and I’ll get it. Okay, okay, okay.” Mike said on his side.

  Nikki asked, “So what did he say?”

  “I need a 38 to 42 foot go-fast with two or three outboards that will do a hundred miles per hour and can haul four thousand pounds and he will give me one million dollars per trip. And a million dollars credit on Glenn’s deal.”

  “So let’s go shopping and buy a boat.”

  They spent several days looking at boats until they bought one and got ready to make the first trip. The boss seemed to know when they were ready and called.

  He ended the call with, “I’ll be seeing you at your place in the next couple of nights.” Two nights later he knocked at the door. After they were done with the meeting on all the ins and outs and times, the boss said, “From now o
n call me Sam and call this pager and leave that name. I will call you back on your cell phone.”

  When he left Nikki swore she had seen him before. He was in his early fifties, nice looking with casual but expensive clothes and short cropped red hair with gray running through it. She went outside to get his license plate and the car model. She had a plan to find out who he really was and where he lived. She would ask her friend the Chief to find out from his license plate number.

  After the intense meeting they sat down to talk about the plan and have more to drink. They didn’t have to make a trip until eleven the next night. Either it was the excitement about the trip or the prospect of picking up a million dollars in cash or the fact they were new to each other and all of the alcohol, they were both very hot.

  It started with a simple kiss which led to red hot animal lust; they tore at each other’s clothes, and made love for two hours nonstop.

  As they lay spent in each other’s arms, he said, “Nikki, I have enough money to live on so if you feel hanky about this deal at all we’ll forget it.”

  “I been here a long time and nobody gets busted, it’s been years. I’m okay and will be better when the Chief finds out who he is.”

  The next morning Mike and Nikki went to the café for breakfast in hopes to run into the Chief. When they walked in, he was sitting at a booth with three other men so Nikki had to wait to talk to him alone. She did and gave him the slip of paper with the numbers on it.

  The Chief called her within an hour and said he found no such number and no such vehicle.

  Once home they got ready for the trip. They were to leave late and go out to sea to a set of coordinates. The last twenty miles was accomplished with no lights. When they got to the GPS settings they shut down the motor to wait.

  It was very calm and quiet and they just sat there slowly rocking with the boat; they didn’t speak, they just looked at each other, she in the guest seat and he in the captain’s chair facing each other. Then they heard a low guttural sound of a engine running like it was under water. As they turned toward the sound they soon caught sight of a “surface runner” coming toward them at about twenty knots.