Murder on a Queen by John Simpson

Author:John Simpson [Cummings, John Simpson & Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press

THE next day everyone woke up fully rested and ready for their first day at sea. Dean summoned the butler for coffee so that they could enjoy their first cup on the balcony in the fresh sea air. “Damn, this is living, boys,” Pat said as he lay back in his lounge chair on the terrace.

“You said it, but I’m hungry. Are we going to order room service or go to the grill?” Hank asked.

“Either way you want it,” Pat said.

“Anybody object if we have room service?” Hank asked.

No one objected, but Shawn suggested inviting the others to come up and eat with them. His suggestion was met with universal approval.

“I’ll call them and see if they’re awake yet,” Hank said as he went back into the room.

Hank called and a sleepy Greg answered.

“Hello?”

“Hey, boy, you guys up yet?”

“Kinda. Don’t know where that little slut is since he didn’t come back to the cabin last night, but Brian and I are awake.”

“You wanna get dressed and come up to our room for breakfast?”

“Yeah, that sounds good. Give us ten minutes?”

“Ten minutes! At least shower the sex smell off before you come to our palace.”

“We showered last night, you prick. See you in ten minutes.”

The line went dead.

Hank went back to the balcony. “Brian and Greg are coming up for breakfast, but Clay never came back to the room last night.”

“Woo hoo, someone on the ship has a smile this morning,” Shawn said.

“Yeah, not a big surprise with five hundred gay men on board,” Dean said.

A short while later, the doorbell rang, and Brian and Greg arrived. They smelled coffee and wanted some, but there were no clean cups.

“Don’t sweat it. We’ll order more along with food. Look at the menu, tell me what you want, and I’ll call it in to room service,” Pat said.

When everyone knew what they wanted, Pat called down to room service and was told that it would be about twenty minutes until they had breakfast.

“So where do you think Clay got to last night?” Shawn asked Greg.

“He had his eye on a couple at the bar, and it looked like they were interested, so I’m guessing they went off somewhere to bump uglies. We left a note on his bed to let him know that we’d be back in an hour in case he comes back to the room while we’re here. Speaking of here… nice! You fuckers are living like royalty while all we have is a damn window! Nice of you to invite us up for breakfast, though.”

“I told ya we’d be inviting you here to do things,” Pat said.

After breakfast arrived, everyone dug in and downed more coffee. When they had finished, everyone really looked like they were wide awake.

“Pool?” Greg asked.

“Yeah, sounds good to me,” Shawn said.

“Okay, let’s get changed, and we’ll meet at that pool,” Dean said, pointing to the pool they could see from their balcony.

After Brian and Greg left, the men in the suite changed into trunks except Shawn, who had the body for a Speedo.

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