Samantha gets past the guards!

These guys were used to dealing with uncoordinated drunks. They didn't know how to handle a wily and athletic young woman like Samantha. She, on the other hand, was very used to escaping the clutches of grabby guys, though it was usually at the club with Charlotte and not on board a luxury cruise liner. The principle was the same, though, and she was a woman who knew how to adapt to new and difficult situations, even while she was naked.

The three security guards seemed to be closing in. They were tightening their noose, but that only made it easier for Samantha to escape them. She feinted left, causing all three to lunge at her, only to dive right again, running as fast as she could past the two guards and swinging around the corner. The three of them collided with another, cursing and pushing each other off until they ended up in an angry pile of heavily muscled and very frustrated cruise ship staffers.

She had nearly reached the bow of the ship, and Samantha was starting to get bored with the deck. Plus, with so many of the workers milling about on the top deck, she knew that another skirmish like this was only another matter of time, especially if she kept running in circles. Thankfully, she found herself face to face with one of the stairwells that led down into the inner sections of the ship.

She hadn't spent much time on board yet, so she hadn't been able to learn its layout, but from what she had seen of Mariah's carefully-annotated map, Samantha knew that there was plenty of fun to be had at the bottom of these stairs. She spared one more glance over her shoulder, seeing that the security guards hadn't been able to run after her yet, and ran down the stairs with a gleeful cackle.