Joji

One look at Sarah Fortune and any fool would assume that there's no way a woman who looks like her and boasts as much as she honestly can would ever be the type to pay for sex, no matter the where, how, or who. The idea had certainly taken Joji by surprise, and by then he's been sharing the captain's bed (and table, and anywhere else Fortune and he could find a suitable surface). But there's no chance in hell or damnation that he' going to complain about his current assignment.

With a heavy pouch of coin tied securely to his belt, Joji ventures out into the port city, making a direct route for the city's most well-known and plushest house of ill repute. Joji sets the pouch down in front of the proprietor, who beams at the sight of so much currency. He's given the privilege to choose from the ladies employed at the place, but Sarah has given him instructions for this, as well. "Flora," he selects, and very soon, he's waiting in the best upstairs room the place has to offer, with a beautiful, slender young woman with golden hair and sun-bronzed skin seated on the bed, waiting.

Flora looks puzzled at her customer as he paces the room for several minutes, and then the door opens, admitting the fiery red hair, the dangerous curves,and the wicked smile of Sarah "Miss" Fortune herself.