Shipmates (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 3: What is it they say about books and covers?

Sascha glanced in the mirror at her attire. Her father told her the dinner would be formal and her mother was nice enough to have picked out a gown for her to wear. That gown was now laying on her bed. No matter how many times she told her mother not to shop for her she wouldn't listen.

Sascha gazed at herself she had to admit she looked pretty sexy. In true nonconformists fashion she completely ignored the rule of formality with females. She had on a long white dress shirt with black overall short shorts. She also had on her favorite stripper heels that made her legs look like they go on for days. And to top it all off she she wore a loose black tie. Her wild and curly hair was out and looking fabulous.

"OOO those snobs are going to love this." She exited her room to go find Josh before dinner.

As she looked in the staff quarters for Josh she noticed that although her outfit was different it bared a resemblance to the waiters outfits only a little more provacative.

Oh well Sascha thinks to herself I will just be the sexiest waiter in here.

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Alejandra sat at a table by herself waiting on her father to come back from bringing the drinks. Their reunion had been a pleasant one but it had been a little awkward. Now she was alone at a table over looking a grand dance floor and a lavish buffet. 

She was lost in her thoughts when two hands covered her eyes. "Guess who Dra Dra?"

Alejandra pretended to think. "Um let me guess Joshie poo!" Josh released her face. "Yep its me. How long have you been waiting here?"

"Um not long my father went to go get drinks." "What?! your father's actually here *gasp*" He said with fake emotion. Alejandra punched  him in his arm. "Shutup!" But she could not help but laugh along with him.

Josh had on his uniform and one of the other waiters came by and told him he had to get back to work so he said he would be back her father then texted her and told her he was mingling and said he would bring the drinks later. She sighed, alone again.

30 Minutes later Josh was back and chatting about random school things when someone  suddenly tacklesat in Josh's lap.

She looked like a waitress so Alejandra didn't pay them any attention. Even though she was the most beautful waitress ever. 

Josh introduced her as Sascha one of his friends from school. Sascha smiled and said hello in a perky way and stuck out her hand.

Alejandra being who she was just looked at her hand. She said," Hi do you mind getting off of him and go and do your job and get me a drink."

Sascha just looked at her flabbergasted. She knew she was dressed like a waiter but others had the decency to be nice to her, this bitch was just so absolutley rude she was shocked.

Alejandra could not understand why this waitress just stared at her. Maybe she did not speak english so she said it in spanish. Her being fluent in spanish because she hailed from Spain she assumed that this common waitress would not know so she just wanted to mess with her.

"Oh I am sorry do you not speak spanish either. You came from Josh's school I am sure they teach a foreign language there." She looked to Josh for confirmation. Josh said, " Yea we were both in elementary spanish together but--" Josh was cut off by Alejandra, " then I will speak slowly in spanish then." So she repeated herself only stupidly slowly in spanish.

By this time Sascha was merely smiling at this. She had found who she was going to mess with for the duration of this cruise. She was just simply smiling and thinking about this when Alejandra snapped at her. "What was your name again Tasha?" Josh just simply gaped at Alejandra.

With this Sascha was done. She stood up off of Josh's lap and slowly walked over to Alejandra and whispered in her ear. "No te preocupes bella, sabrá mi nombre suficiente para estar gritando en placer cuando he terminado con usted." And with that Sascha kissed Alejandra's hand and walked off.

Alejandra just sat shocked half from what she said and half from the electricity she felt when she kissed her hand.

Josh cleared his throat and Alejandra turned to him."Like I was saying that was Natalia Sascha Ifigenia Torres Baryshnikov. Half russian half SPANISH youngest heir to the Baryshnikov fortune."

Alejandra could not speak. She had just made an ass of herself to one of the richest people in one of the richest families in the world. Far richer than hers. The Baryshnikov's fortune was brought down from generations.

Josh started to laugh. "What is it they say about books and their covers?"