Code Name: Blondie

17º30' south latitude
18º52' west longitude

WHY DID SEX SOUND so noisy when it wasn't happening to you?

Miki Fortune steadied her digital camera and tried to ignore the grunts and groans from the nearby tent where her two models were doing the nasty again in full audio. There was no mistaking the sharply heaving canvas where her gorgeous six-foot-one Scandinavian model was getting screwed up, down and sideways by an equally gorgeous male model from Montana.

Satisfied with two shots of the pristine cove, Miki shouldered her camera gear and headed back up the beach. White sand crunched beneath her feet and a warm wind ruffled her hair, but all Miki saw was camera angles and F-stops. Paradise meant nothing when you were trying not to screw up the biggest opportunity of your life, a full-color calendar called Best Beaches of the World.

Behind Miki the tent walls shook harder. Panting voices carried on the wind. "Oh, Looogan. That way.

Harder — harder!" The canvas snapped and the sound effect grew more obvious.

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