Faith Chapter 2: The Uniform

This entry is part 2 of 18 in the series Faith

I relaxed in my hotel room an used the money to get myself a better haircut. My hair was almost just a long, but better styled and properly cleaned and conditioned. It was worth it…

I also bought some underwear (including a new bra!) and a proper bag to carry my little possessions, including the remaining $63. It wasn’t much, but it didn’t look like I would need it on the boat anyway.

Oh, I almost forgot, I bought myself a bathing suit. I had no idea if our uniform would have one, but I read online that many cruise ship companies had an employee pool so I didn’t want to miss out on the pool in my little time off.

I certainly slept better on those two nights than, well, probably the rest of my life. I was about to get a new exciting job and I didn’t have to worry about food or lodging for a good six months!

I was watching the television when there was a knock on my door. When I opened, I saw that is was Greg, coming to pick me up.

We had a little chit-chat, he was happy I found the room comfortable and apologized that the staff beds on the cruise ship weren’t as luxurious. I did reassure him that I wasn’t picky.

He drove me to a marina, not the port terminal itself, which seemed off, but he explained that I was embarking during the day, while the cruise ship was in international waters to allow the casino to remain open. “Makes sense!”

We boarded a small motor boat, where a pilot named Phil was already seated. Another woman was already in it, named Clara. She explained it was her 3rd tour and she loved it!

“I’ll take you under my wing if you want Faith. I work in one of the restaurants as a hostess. I basically just help people to be seated. I’ll let you shadow me for a few days and perhaps you can be another one of the hostesses. We need cute girls like you to be the first person at the door, it really helps with the tips…”

Greg added. “I forgot to mention this… guests can automatically send tips to employees. Most dynamic and nice ones make more in tips than in salary, and you get to keep 100% of your tips.”

Faith felt more and more confident about the job. Soon enough, the land was no longer visible, and another boat was approaching. Both ships docked side by side and another woman got out, Julie, who saluted Clara and got presented to me.

“How was your vacation, Clara?”, she asked, after welcoming me to the company.

“Wonderful, how long are you gone?”

“I wanted to take a week, but the boat leaves in 4 days and doesn’t come back for 3 weeks, so I guess I’ll see you in 4…”

“Oh, bummer…”.

Clara moved to the other boat, and just as Faith stood up, Greg put his hand on her arm. “Please wait, Faith… We have to talk about the uniform.”

Julie seemed suddenly excited. “I love this part… Greg, want me to tell her?”

Greg nodded. “If you want!”

“So, Faith, here is the thing. It’s a very special cruise. Everything Greg told you is true. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I stress that… and we do make a lot of money and are treated really well. It’s just that the uniform is a little unique…”, she said.

Oh oh… what is it? What did I get into?

“You see, all of the female employees and most of the employees are female, are, well, naked. At all times…”

What? Shit, how do I run away from this? This is a sex cult or something? A brothel? A slavery gang?

“What? I didn’t agree to this…”

Greg intervened.

“If you don’t want to, no worries. We can bring you back ashore and work out a payment plan for the hotel room you slept in. But if you come on board, you’ll have a blast, make a ton of money, and like we all said, no one will force you to do anything. You won’t have to have sex with anyone, and if you don’t want anyone to touch you, they won’t touch you… You decide everything, except the uniform. It’s your choice, but if you come onboard, you’ll spend six months naked, and make a ton of money. If you don’t, we’ll bring you back in the streets, and we’ll find a way or another to collect the cost of the room. One thing I can guarantee, with your current lifestyle, you’ll be raped or killed within a few weeks. If we spotted you, criminal gangs will spot you.”

Shit, shit, what the fuck am I doing here???

Julie added. “You won’t regret it. We are very well treated. Full salon privileges, manicures, pedicures, a doctor on board, even a dermatologist to make sure our skin is just perfect in every way. He makes us custom soaps for our skin. Most clients are very cool and respectful, and for the others, we have security and plenty of girls willing to go the extra mile for extra money. I don’t, Clara doesn’t. It’s going to be your choice. The management will not force you to do anything. ”

I was still half-convinced to jump off-board and try to swim ashore.

Julie pleaded. “Come on, Clara will take good care of you, in and four days, the two of us will both be there just for you…”

What kind of a cruise company was this? I hesitated but ended hugging Julie and going to the other boat as a response. What else could I do?

What prevented them from just killing me prior to going back on shore. And worst, I was now in international water! Even the police or the coast guard couldn’t help me out!

When I boarded the other ship, I almost froze: Clara was already naked, but she got up and hugged me. The new pilot, Steve, saluted me and somehow I knew that in a few minutes, I would find the strength to undress to start my new life, one way or another.

 

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