Ch. 12 – Joan, A Stunning Angel

Chapter 12:

Joan, a Stunning Angel of the Lord

I didn’t get back to the boat till after dark. I poured a tumbler of scotch and retired to my cockpit to enjoy the stars, the cool evening breeze and to figure out how I was going to get my boat shipshape. It was pushing 9 p.m. but I thought it wasn’t too late to call the next one on the list. Tried Joan again, hoping to not get VM. Surprisingly, she answered. I explained my situation and, although a bit hesitant, she agreed to meet with me the next morning. I finished my drink and, tired from the evening’s antics with Patty, crashed hard and fast.

The next morning, I arrived onshore to meet Joan. We had agreed to meet at 10 but she didn’t appear until nearly 10:45. She was all apologetic with every excuse in the book. “Relax, Joan. I’m laid back. It’s OK.” Joan was unusual, not only because she was Black, but because she had a strikingly beautiful face. There aren’t many Blacks involved in boating but I’m colorblind. No prejudice at all. But the shape and layout of her face was stunning. I would have taken her for a commercial model except for her body. Although her face was truly eye catching and finely sculpted, her body left something to be desired. It wasn’t disfigured in any way; it was just kind of out of proportion. She had unusually long arms, and legs that didn’t quit, yet her torso didn’t fit. It was much too small for her 6′ height and her extended arms and legs. It was as if she had been assembled by committee. But I couldn’t stop staring at her gorgeous face though. It really looked like an air touched photo, perfect in every way.

“I’m so very sorry I’m late, Sir. It’s not like me to be late for things. I humbly apologize, Sir.” “It’s really OK Joan. No need to apologize. Happens to the best of us. And you don’t need to call me Sir either.” “Oh, I’m sorry, Sir. Just the way my mama taught me.” “How ’bout we go visit the boat and take a look?” “Oh, yes Sir. That’d be real nice.” We dinghy’d to the boat and climbed aboard. You could tell she hadn’t been on a boat this size before, or at least not very often. Her movements were awkward, either that she wasn’t familiar with boats or as a result of her disproportionate body. “Oh, this is real nice, Sir. Just beautiful. You say you live here full-time, Sir?” “Yup. 24/7. Have for, oh, going on 6 years now. Ever since my wife died.” “Oh, bless your heart, Sir. I’m sorry to hear of her passing. You must get lonely, Sir. But your boat, well, it’s real nice. Cozy and comfortable, Sir.” “It’s turned into a bachelor pad and needs a woman’s touch if you know what I mean.” “Yes, Sir. I can feel it. And I’ve got a woman’s touch, yes, Sir, I certainly do. Umhuh. I can bring my woman’s touch to your beautiful boat and that’ll help with your loneliness, too. Umhuh, yes, Sir it will. I can feel it already. Yes, Sir. I can feel it already.”

Her face was so remarkably beautiful, and I suddenly realized that I hadn’t taken my eyes off her since we got below. “I’m sorry, Joan. I’ve just been staring at you this whole time. You have an incredibly beautiful face, and I just can’t take my eyes off you.” “Well, Sir, I guess I do alright and if it eases your loneliness then praise the Lord.” She smiled broadly at me and as her thick lips parted, they revealed a set of perfect, glossy white teeth. They were bright white and were so even they almost looked fake. Her gleaming white teeth were a stark contrast to her deep chocolate brown skin. The effect was electric. “Joan, I’ll be honest with you. Your beauty is distracting. It draws me like a magnet. It makes it difficult for me to think clearly.” “Well, Sir, if it eases your pain and suffering and loneliness then that’s just God’s way of helping His people. Umhuh. I do believe that. The Almighty leads us to temptation for a reason. Umhuh. Yes, Sir.” “I certainly am captivated by your beauty Joan. And temptation is certainly on my mind. But I don’t think that’s why you’re here.” She parted her thick lips and flashed that electric smile at me again. “Well, Sir. I’m here because the Lord called me here. Umhuh. Yes, Sir. He called me here to do whatever I need to do. Whatever it is, you just have to lead me there.”

I wasn’t quite sure how to proceed. I was captivated by her stunning beauty and wanted nothing more than to lay on top of her and stare at her pretty face as I banged the shit out of her. Yet that just didn’t seem right either.