Girls like me don’t go out on boats for fun. We work crew on our Uncle’s seiner. The fish smell doesn’t leave our skin till November. By then it’s almost time to go crabbing in on the coast.
This season we will stay home with the dogs. Wake up at 3 to make the coffee and hope that’s all the boys need to stay awake. If we find ourselves on a sailboat on a sunny day, it’s because some asshole wants a blow job. They’re all topsiders and corona with lime. We’re all flip flops and halter tops.
I’m only easy on a solo craft. Yellow kayak on Dabob Bay. The water is dead underneath but don’t tell the kids. I am 31 years old and I still have to be home in time for dinner.
Jeanette Testu
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