Boob Cruise Paradise Part 4 begins on the island of Saint Barthélemy or St. Barths. This French territory is a picture flawless location for photo shoots. Busty Dusty, a beach bunny and batty SCUBA diver, likes this place.
Following Dusty is Adele Stephens of Britain, on board for her solely Boob Cruise. Adele began her career as a illustrious Page 3 Hotty which brought her to the attention of SCORE‘s photo team. By sheer coincidence and timing, the renowned Pandora Peaks was vacationing on St. Barths, heard the Boob Cruise was in city and came out to meet some of the shipmates. As the Cruise entered its final leg of the trip, the parties and exposes on board the Star Clipper went full blast. This was the end. The dancers on-deck included Minka (who would always grasp a volunteer for some oily one-on-ones), Summer Cummings, Skye Blue and Summer Leigh.
Cruise diarist Summer Leigh wrote, “I can see why everybody can’t live with out the Boob Cruise beach party. It is so relaxing and everybody just parties adore crazy. There is smth about being on an island at night, with the water lapping at the shore, the moon and stars shining bright. It’s the flawless romantic setting and it actually got me wanton. So, what did I do? I went back to the ship after the party and masturbated in my cabin! Finally!”
And on the final night in advance of landfall, Summer wrote this entry, “Back on the ship, we’re all getting ready for the Captain’s dinner! The last dinner. I can’t believe it is almost over. The dinner was great! It was priceless seeing everyone dressed up. Such class! I myself dressed up each night except for one ‘cuz I wanted to make a nice impression. I do not need to suit up that often, so it was joy. I got a little drunk on wine. I hadn’t been drunk all week except maybe the first day.
“And of all nights, they put up the sails this final night, which made it hard to walk on the ship in my high heels. I was trying to spend as much time as I possibly could to say goodbye. It was sad. I felt like they were family after spending a whole week with ‘em. However, I did not have to know sufficient of the angels. I suppose cuz I was likewise busy with the passengers.”
Chuck, writer of the ship’s official log closed the book on Boob Cruise 1998.
“It will not hit the passengers until they get back that it is all been a mountainous SCORE dream that lured ‘em in for a magical week, then spit them back out into the real world: the office, the boss, the wives, children, what have you. And that is when they’ll truly commence their vivid remembrances. That is what this fantasy does to you and these of us who know it all too well.”