Forbidden Isle-(closed for GoddessofDarkness and capt_lroy)

[goddessofdarkness]

The Sentinal, Georgia,Illinois May 18, 1902



The ship named The Kittie Kat Rudder disappeared off the coast of South America in 1902. Nothing was ever heard from the passengers ever again. Rescue boats were put out to search for saviors, but as of yet none were found. The ship was Captained by Harvey Jenkins, an ex Navel Captain that was thrown out of the corps for a drunk fight with a superior officer. Could the ship have sunk from captain error, was he drinking at the helm? The ship had 90 crew, and 350 passengers , the rescue working work with a complete manifest to find the victims of this horrible disaster. The problem they are having is that the ship sank into shark infested waters, they may never recover any or all the passengers.

 

[capt_lroy55]

you spelled disappeared wrong lol but i love ya anyway

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Angelicus Dawson

March 3rd, 1902:
I sit in the drawingroom after dinner and wait for my husband to come home from his job as the head of a major money corperation. His family has been in banking for years, ever since his great grandfather started the First American Back of New York 150 years ago. His name is Casey Dawson and we have been married for 10 years and I love him so. He has always been a dependable husband who can always provide for me. I sip my glass of sherry and run my fingers thru my lond dark hair. I look at the clock on the mantel and realize that he is late which is not like him. He's always on time coming home and has been like that ever since I met him. I stand and start to pace nervously, I know somethings wrong I can feel it. I frown a bit in worry and go to the door," Niles, please come in here." I call for our butler and pace some more waiting for him to join me. He comes into the room bowing slightly,"Yes Madame you called?" He says. I turn to look at him and walk over,"Have you heard from my husband, he's so late, I'm worried, you kknow he's never late," I say nervously and wring my small hands together. I hear the doorbell ring and follow Niles as he goes to answer the ring. He opens the door and two officers are standing there looking rather sad. I gasp seeing the look on their faces for I know something horrible has happened. " Forgive me Madame, but I have rather bad news to depart to you, we have found your husband dead in an alley not too far from here..it was a robbery and he was shot. I'm very sorry to tell you this madame, but your husband won't be coming home tonight." says the younger officer. I scream out in agony and faint.
I'm 5'4 160 with bright blue eyes and dark brown, very long hair. It has a little curl to it but I keep it up off my neck as style states. My shape is hourglassed with large, high tipped breasts, small waist, and flare, wide hips.





April 24, 1902:

It has been more then a month since I buried my beloved husband and I'm still in morning clothes. I decide that I need to get away before I lose my mind to lonelyness. I have heard that there will be a cruise soon and decide to go on it. It will take us down and around the southern tip of South America and am excited for the chance to see some part of the world. I help my maid, Lucy, pack my trunk and make sure I have everything I need. I grab my hat and cloak, for it's still a little cool eventho it's close to spring. The house men take my trunks down and I follow. The hansome cab is waiting to take me to the pier to catch the steamer to the gulf where the cruise ship awaits. We arrive at the New York Pier and a sweet man helps me out of the cab, three help with my trunks. As the porters get my trunks onboard, I go to the ticket counter to show my ticket which I had bought three weeks prior. The ticket man punches the holes and looks at my passport and hands me back everything. I'm now ready to board, I walk up the gangway looking up at the steamer. It's very tall and white, this one is called The Lady. I'm to take this down to the gulf where The Kitty Kat Rudder sits portside, ready for the journey south.

The journey to the cruise ship was uneventful and all I did was relax and soak up the sun. Poor dear Holly was sick most of the way, and I stared to worry if bringing her was such a good idea. Many of the single men were openly flirtatous and tho it was flattering, I wasn't ready for a new man. I still missed my husband so. We arrive at the meeting place and sail up close to the cruise ship. I watch with excited eyes as we get close to the shore again. Someone said that we will have time to freshen up before we board and I can't wait to get to a shop to buy a few thinner blouses. Holly and I go and make our purchases, and on the way back I see this very huge colored man, waiting by the gangway. Naturally assuming that he is a porter,"Hey you boy!" I call out to him. He turns and his face seems very kind and he is rather large. I look up at him and smile softly," The other porters seem to be busy, could you please take my trunks to my room?" I ask politely and point to where mine were stacked by the ticket booth. I then walk up the gangway and onto the biggest ship I have ever seen. It's atleast 30 feet tall and 150 feet long, being 110 feet wide. I have never had a problem with seasickness as the poor Holly has,so sailing has always been a treat for me. We are shown to our stateroom, and I gasp in pleasure as I see how it's decorated. The colors are dark navy blue with creame edging. The bed is massive and bolted to the floor. Holly sleeps here with me in another smaller bed. There are a few chairs, and a breakfast nook. I turn to the tall colored man and tipped him generously for the safe delivery of my trunks and bade him goodbye and a thank you.

 

[capt_lroy55]

Forbidden Isle

I am called Marcellus Ndebele my slave name is Marcellus Hawkins.It's the new year and the war is winding down. There is talk of slaves being set free. Freedom. A word that has different meaning for me. I was a free man in my country,Africa, a member of the Swahili tribe called Kikuyu. We were warriors, noble people, proud people. I was sold into slavery when I was young. My mother and I was captured and sold when the Zulu's raided our village and killed my father .I remember the whites bought us and took us away to this land America. The first time I saw the whites I thought the devil had come to take us.

My owner was called Thomas Hawkins. I was to see that he was a good man,that he cared for us. He did things for us ,like teaching the english language,how to read(which other owners said it was a mistake) which helped us do his bidding. He was a Christian, a man that knew we were people. Mr. Hawkins did this to keep us from running away, to let us know that if did what he asked of us that he would keep my mother and I together, and if we disobeyed him he would sell us. He gave my mother to a man for her to take of his needs. This man taught me how to drill for water to irrigate the land.He wasn't my father but a good man, I would say that he loved her.

March 03 1902(my diary)

Today was a great day. I was at the southeast corner of my land drilling for water to expand the acreage of bottom land and I struck oil! The shit just came out of the ground, spewing out black as midnight, I just stood there thinking at first that i missed my spot.Then it dawned on me that this is worth alot of money. I kept thinking that now I can finish the fencing on the north forty, buy that horse from that redneck Jonesy, get some new clothes, hell maybe even go on a trip, but right now I better figure out what to do.

Mr. Cramer at the bank saw the gusher and fainted. When I got him awake he said that my land was worth thousands, that I was going to be the richest man in the county,maybe even the state. He said that I should come to the bank and get started on filing papers so that I can start capping off the gusher, get some oil people down here.

The county was in an uproar. The talk was that no nigger could have the rights to the land, that somebody, the bank has to own it,but Mr. Cramer said that when Mr. Hawkins died that the land passed to his servants for taking care of it for all those years that there was nothing anybody could do, except buy the land from me.Since I was the only one left it was mine, all 340 acres, the water rights, and the oil. The sad part of this is that I'm still a nigger to them not a man, with all of this wealth I still don't have freedom.

April 24 1902

Some things have changed. The townspeople have gotten used to my riches, calling me Mr. while cussing me behind my back.That redneck Jonesy would like to work for me to be my "foreman" because a man of my stature should not be getting dirty. Now ain't that some shit, a white man working for me,a man that told me one day I'd get what's coming to me. Even though Jonesy was a redneck cracker he was honest, hard working man that would look out for his interest meaning my land. I could do worst by taking on some one from the north that I didn't even know. I think that I'll take that trip.

April 29

The "KITTIE KAT RUDDER" docked in New Orleans Louisiana. A ship that has 90 crew, holds 350 passengers. Captain Harvey Jenkins, ex-Navy who was relieved of his command for fighting with an other officer, they say he's a drinker and a brawler. The man at the ticket window had to look twice at my ticket saying that I have the wrong ticket that it's for a Mr Marcellus Hawkins and I'm not him. When I showed him my passport that his mouth opened so wide you could fit an elephant in there. He said that he was sorry,that he meant not to offend me,muttering that he didn't know.

My living quarters is large. You could put my house in here.It's got a room with a tub,a thing that they call a toilet with water that takes the shit away ,you don't have to carry it,a room just to eat in, sleep, and "entertain" in. I know I have that house that was Mr. Hawkins,I never slept there, just didn't seem proper.

As I look around the ship, looking at lifeboats, I see this woman coming aboard, not tall but is strikingly beautiful, long hair, very large breast, small waist child-bearing hips and that's good. I can't see her face because of how she standing but that's ok I like looking at her ass. I don't know why I thought that, i've never been with a woman never really thought about it, with taking care of my land and such. Something about her arouses me. I don't know why, she's white and I could be hung if they knew this.

The lady that i've been looking at calls me over to take her trunks up to her stateroom. I didn't have the heart to tell her that i was a passenger just like her so I take her trunks.The perfume she's wearing is captivating, lavender with a hint of roses, and her eyes are the lightest blue i've ever seen. She just hits my shoulders and I still can smell her even though i'm two feet behind her, watching the sway of her hips,her maid is looking at me very closely, as to make sure that I don't get to close. If I knew that women smelled this good i've would have paid closer attention.We get to her stateroom and I put her trunks where she tells me and get fifty cents for my trouble.

 

[capt_lroy55]

it's starting to look good bb.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

I help Holly unpack my trunks, filling all of the drawer and cupboard space in the room with our combined belongings. I sigh happily and take my flat, yet fashionable hat off. Running the pin back thru the hat , I set it aside and pat my always perfectly done hair. I smooth down my rose pink traveling suit and wait while Holly pours some water into a basin used for that purpose. I go to the basin and rinse my face and hands off. Feeling much refreshed, I dry them off on a pink towel she hands me and reapply some Lavender and rose toilet water. I then walk out with Holly behind me trying to get my cloak around my shoulders. I walk up to the rails and look out accrossed New Oleans. Such a big, beautiful city that sits 500 feet away from the Gulf of Mexico. A city known far and wide for it's wild festivals and cajun foods. The mixed french and blacks was a colorful thing to see. Sudden the huge steam whisle sounds, nearly stopping my heart, telling everyone that it was time to shove off. In no time the huge ship shudders and slowly starts to move out of the harbor and into open sea.

I sigh as the sea air hits my face, the salty air making me so light headed and oh so free. I savor the scent and feel on my now glowing red cheeks. My eyes sparkle with happiness as I smile into the wind. As the lumbering ship moves slowly out of the gulf and into the open sea, I see flocks of short billed birds take flight. Filling the sky like a huge dark cloud they fly up behind the ship and over the people waving on the shore. The sun shone brightly low in the sky, marking the time at 10:00 in the morning. I walk a little along the rail, turning to look up at the massive ship. I see ever level from here, the ballroom in the front, the dinning fall to the right of it thru crystal french doors. On the left of it was ladies sittingroom all done in soft pinks and bugandys. Behind the ballroom was another smaller room thru thick oak doors. It was the men's smoking room, it's done in mahogney and navy blues. I walk into the ladies sittingroom and sit in one of the settes, so soft it is. It has burgandy rose print in silk to cover it. Ruffles round it with a rose pink ribbon weaved into it. There is a fireplace before me and a low table set with tea and finger sandwitchs. I look up at Holly and smile brightly,"Tis a beautiful ship dear Holly, just look at the ballroom!" I exclaim excitedly as I rush over to the french doors. The ballroom floor is made of a light maple, the walls having sconces and paintings thru out. The wall paper having a soft rose print with white doves. I turn and laugh softly upon seeing a band setting up for later entertainment. " Angel it's almost lunch time, shouldn't we start heading for the dining room?" Holly asks softly beside me and I turn to her and nod my head. I head for the dinning room down the inner hall and out by the rails.

 

[capt_lroy55]

As I leave the stateroom I notice the library with big lounging chairs and sofas. Books of every kind, books on cooking, sailing, deep sea fishing and different countries. Across the hall there is a mens smoking room. It looks like a room dedicated to all the captians of the "Kitty Kat Rudder". A strange mixture of burgandy and navy blue, burgandy carpet with navy and burgandy wallpaper, black leather high-back chairs. A porter to bring you drinks or whatever you need. As I step out on the weather decks I see our ship making its way out to sea, tugboats along side to guide this massive ship through the harbour.

There's that lady again, strolling on main deck with her chamber-maid right there trying to cover her shoulders from the sea air. Her cheeks are flushed from the salt air, giving her a glow, the sea air gently blowing her long hair across her face givimg her that sultry look. She always dresses neat and proper, her pink outfit with a bussle in back, a small train almost dragging the deck. I haven't seen her man yet, I wonder if she is going to meet him in Brazil.

The dining hall is very large with crystal chandoliers hanging every ten feet apart, giving off plenty of light. Trapestries on the wall of landscapes of the horizen with moutains in the background.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

I step into the massive, chandelier decorated dinning hall. The room is filled with small tables and windows surround the hall, except on one wall sits a massive fireplace. The mantle is made of pearl marble, a huge painting of the first captain sits over it. The waitor stood at the door with menus in his arms. He smiles in greeting and speaks rapid spanish and shows us to out seat in the corner of the room. As we near the table I notice the very tall colored man who carried my trunks to my stateroom sitting there with a small smile on his lips. I look at him and the waiter a bit confused, "I see we have someone to join us Holly," I say blushing to the roots of my hair. I'm not sure what to think as I look back at the dark man, I notice how soft his dark brown eyes are. I also notice the interest deep in those eyes, like he trying hard to hide it from me. I smile softly and shrug as I sit acrossed from him as the waiter pulls my chair out. I see that Holly is sitting also and is looking quite uncomfortable for some reason. "Please Madame may I introduce a man who just hit oil on his plantation, a Mr. Marcellus Hawkins, and Sir this is Mrs. Angelicus Dawson of the New York Dawson's." The very polite waiter introduced us and I nodded my head politely to Mr. Hawkins saying a soft," How do you do?..This is my maid Holly Ramsey, she has been employed by my family for years," I smile softly at Holly and she nods politely at Mr. Hawkins also.

 

[capt_lroy55]

I stand as the ladies approach, being intrduced by our waiter, he announces "Mrs. Angelicus Dawson of the New York Dawson and Holly Ramsey, companion". He introduces me and my striking it rich in oil, as i sit for lunch. Seeing her, Mrs. Dawson up close, I can see her beauty, her light blue eyes sparkling, high cheekbones. Her companion sit apprehensively at our table, maybe because we are the only ones sitting at a table that seats seven. Or could it be that i'm looking at Angelicus with lust in my heart and she senses it. Why am I having thoughts like this, of touching, caressing her hair,smelling her, kissing her. She looked at me and I noticed her blushing a little, maybe she saw me gazing at her, maybe she can hear my thoughts.

"Mrs. Dawson, I don't mean to be bold to ask, but who are the New York Dawson's?"

 

[goddessofdarkness]

"Mrs. Dawson, I don't mean to be bold to ask, but who are the New York Dawson's?"

Hearing his softly spoken question, I smile softly and reply," They are my late husbands family, the first bankers and land surveyors in America. His family came from a long line of European businessmen. If I may ask, how much oil did you find, and how much acerage of plantation do you own Sir?" I look down at my menu for a moment while I wait for his answer. "Oh this sounds wonderful! A cornchowder soup with little ham sandwitches, I'll have that with a nice iced tea with lemon," I say sweetly to the waiter. Holly orders little chicken wings with tea and a salad. I look back up at Mr. Hawkins and smile softly while handing the waiter our menus. "And for you Sir?" The young waiter askes Mr. Hawkins politely.

 

[capt_lroy55]

"I'll have the catfish with lemon, and ice tea does sound good" then I look in Mrs. Dawson's way, "i'll answer that question now ma'am, I own about 340 acres of good farm land and I don't know how much oil is on my land yet becuase we are still finding more." Her voice sounds like her name, an angel, soft, sultry. Why am I having these thoughts of her, I feel the warmth of her all around me, i'm feeling an ache in my stomach. I have to remember that she is white, that I can't have these feelings, I mean desires of wanting her like a man wants a woman. I feel myself growing hard, this desire of lust has taking me over, I can't stand up, if I did I think i'd be shot for it. I think i'll change the subject, " I'm sorry to ask Mrs. Dawson but how did your husband die?" What kind of an ass-hole am I for asking that kind of question.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Watching as the waiter left to fill our orders, I take a minute to controll the unsettling emotions that are usually triggered by this question. I look down on the table setting and fiddle with my silverware for a moment. " He was murdered coming home from work, he was pulled into an alley and robbed," I pause looking up at him my eye filling with the seemingly neverending tears." He was shot in the head for refusing to give in to a horrible, evil man!" I frown a bit at my outburst and look down again. Taking a deep breath I shrug it off and smile softly," It still hurts, and I'm sorry for that. I just needed to get away," I say softly looking out the window at the clear blue sky.

 

[capt_lroy55]

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to stir unwelcomed feelings. Lets change the subject shall we? Miss Holly is this your first trip away from your home, it's my first trip going anywhere". Miss Holly said it was her first trip going on a ship. I can clearly see that I upset Mrs. Dawson, a tear forming in her eyes. She must be a remarkable woman to endure this long. I wonder why she hasn't remarried, as good looking as she is. "I took this trip to see the world, to be free". Why am I thinking of holding her in my arms to comfort her, to wipe away the saddness, to make her feel again. "May I call you Angellicus, its seems so formal to keep calling you Mrs. Dawson all of the time?"

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Still feeling old, hurt feelings It surprised me his question. "May I call you Angelicus, its seems so formal to keep calling you Mrs. Dawson all of the time?", He asked being imformal, but very polite. I couldn't help but smile a bit,"Why yes, I think that will be fine..only if I can call you Marcellus!" I say with a tiny grin. I'm not sure what it was, I felt like I have known him for ever..that I can tell him anything and that he'd never judge me. "Where are you from again Marcellus?" I ask smiling lightly. Holly just sat there smiling softly, but yet suspicious? Is that what I see on her face..I ask myself watching her from the corner of my eye. "How many wells do you have so far?" I ask him getting very curious about how an oil well ran. I'm sure my brother knew what they were and how they ran, but I so wanted to hear Marcellus's answer. I senced intelligence in him, and alot of other things like a warm heart, compassion and ambition. I smile softly at him and thought that his smile was so soft and sweet. I saw a little twinkle in his eyes, like a small star that flashed and looked so perfect in the Heavens.

 

[capt_lroy55]

"Well Mrs. ... Angelicus,I had 12 when I left for this trip and 3 coming in. A well works like a pump you have at your water hole, you move the handle up and down and the pressure it makes in the pipe you get water. An oil well works the same way except you need a engine to pull the oil threw the pipe, too much pressure you get a gusher that spews oil everywhere". She really seemed interested in the workings of an oil well, her light blue eyes glimmered in the shadow of the noon sun. " The town I live in 'Cumberland' is not as large as New York, but its peaceful." I just want to grab her by the shoulders an kiss her, to look at her in a moon-lit night ,under the stars by the rosegarden. The desire I feel for her is overwheming,so overwhelming, I don't think about anything else. I've never been with a woman, I just can't picture what it would be like to touch her breasts, to feel the soft skin of her cheeks, to... "I'm sorry did you say something, my mind was elsewhere?"

 

[goddessofdarkness]

I smile softly at him, knowing the whole time he was far away I knew just what kind of thoughts he was having. " I said sir that my brother and brother-in-law are both great foremens. They know all there is to know about the land, and structures and oilwells. Maybe they can help you with yours?" I ask softly blushing lightly. The waiter brought us out repast and we began eating the delicous food.The sweet, cool tea was perfect and the soup supurb. The cool, crisp lettuce on the ham sandwich was quite sweet."How is your meal Marcellus?" I ask him sweetly.

 

[capt_lroy55]

"Its very good thank you, a lot better than I cook. You say your brothers could help me with my oil operations?" As I sit not really hearing her words about her brothers I notice how her mouth moves when she speaks, lips parting ever so slightly, like she's taking a sip of water. I'm still wondering what it would be like to lie in her arms like i've seen others do. I have never been physically with a woman, touching here touching there feeling the nipple harden when I touch it with my tongue. The place they call the 'clit' the spot that drives women to scream in pleasure,how wet it gets. Jonsey would say that you got to stick your mouth and tongue all over down there, 'lick that hole ,stick your tongue in there and watch 'em go nuts' he would say. 'And when you put your dick in there shove it in hard, like you want to end up deep inside, put a finger in that asshole, they love that, put them legs over your shoulders to get that good fucking angle to shoot your cum in there, then roll her on her belly and stick it in her ass, but go slow so you don't hurt them. And when you get to fucking her she'll never wants to stop.'

I start getting hard again and I think Angelicus knows that i'm excited because I can't sit still, she knows the signs, she's been married, I wonder what it would be like to fuck her. We finish our lunch, I thank Angelicus and Miss Holly for their company, and annouce that I'm going to my stateroom to write a letter to Jonsey, my foreman and will meet them for dinner.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Watching his face thru out lunch I'm reminded of how my husband would look at me as we ate dinner. He always had a heated, smoldering look in his eyes when he came home. I craved that look and seeing it on a stranger was rather unsettling. I knew what this man was thinking about me, and it shamed me to think that it's so flattering and exciting that I blush softly and kept looking anywhere but at him. Marcellus said his farewells rather quickly after our light repast and almost ran out of the dinningroom. I smiled softly to myself, knowing what that means. He's never been with a woman before and his naughty thoughts where making him shy now. I giggle softly to myself as Holly and I returned to our stateroom. She helped me out of my traveling dress and into a light house dress. The lunch and the excitement from the day has gotten me a little sleepy. " There Miztress, why's don't yous just lies down here and nap a bit, I's wake yous when its near suppa time." Holly said softly as she helps me lie down upon the huge bed. I stretch out my silken limbs and went fast asleep. Holly sat and pick out my dinner dress, a dark wine color creation with a low neckline and very tight bodice. I was to wear my hair half up half down over one bare, silken shoulder. She got all my clothes, my slippers and my jewery out for dinnertime.

 

[capt_lroy55]

I had to get out of there quickly, I didn't want Angelicus to see the state i'm in. The sea air has made me sleepy, with that cat-fish lunch and all, i'll just lie down for a little then get ready for dinner. I take my clothes off and get on the bed,pulling the sheets back and lie naked in bed. I always sleep naked at home, why not here. As I get comfortable I start thinking about Angelicus, how she blushed and kept looking around the room, turning her eyes elsewhere when I look her way. She just had to know that I had a hard-on, hell couldn't hide it. Going into a slight slumber, I feel this sensation come over me.

It felt soft, moist, a licking feeling on my cock, going up, down lightly sucking the crown of dick,just the head going in. Then I feel my balls being caressed nibbled, sucked, now it has my whole dick in there, sucking up, down, in, out, almost taking it out then back down real slow. Licking the head again, brushing the teeth very light on the belly-side of my pulsating cock, then it stopped. I think that i'm done dreaming when it continues, sucking my cock deep down her throut, going faster sucking harder, licking all over, I feel my self cumming when it stops again, I moan wanting more feeling myself getting harder, when it starts again. This time I grab her head so she can't stop this time, she goes faster and faster and I feel it coming, I shove her down so her lips are in my hair and shoot my cum down her throut hearing gasps, swallowing all of my cum. I jump up and I noticed Miss Holly leaving. I hope that was a dream.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

As the soft wings of sleep surround me I feel as if I'm floating on a light cloud. At first I see golden light all around and the golden light fades and changes to a bright sunny day in a small valley. It seems to be a plantation in the far south. I see an orchard thru a break in the rocks surrounding the valley. A soft scent of oranges beckons to me from the orchard and I follow the scent. I walk between two jutting stones that act as a natural entrance to the orchard. There are thousands of trees it seems, and for as far as you can see is a bright blue sky. I gasp in wonder as I look around myself I suddenly see a tall black man standing to one side of the row I'm standing in. He beckons to me to follow him and somehow I trust him and smile softly. I walk slowly towards him and we seem to melt into eachothers arms as if we were meant to be as one. He smiles lovingly at me and leans down to softly kiss my slightly parted lips. My arms go around his shoulders and his around my waist to pull me closer against his hard length. My breasts are pressed tightly to his rock hard chest and I can feel his hardness pressed against my abdomen. I moan softly sucking on his lower lip playfully as his hands slowly move down to cup my ass to grind me against his raging cock. I start to pant softly as my heat rises and he teases my lips and nibbles my chin. I shiver delicously as he lightly sucks my neck and my knees suddenly feel weak as his thumbs stroke my hardening nipples. I feel my pussy pulsate and start getting oh so wet, my small sensitive nub throbbing in anticipation. He feels my weakness and suddenly in a fluid movement I'm in his arms as he takes me up to his house. In what seems like hours twas only moments I feel as he lays me gently upon the center of his bed. I'm panting faster and feel so anxious to be in his arms that I whimper softly for him to hurry. He undresses himself and lays on the bed beside me to hurrily undress me. As he opens my tight bodice and unlaces my corset I gasp for breath as he sucks my freed nipples. I moan loudly as he frees the rest of me from my clothing and lick and kiss every inch of me so slowly. He leans over me and looks down with a grin of satisfaction as he spreads my thighs wide and enters me with one hard thrust....


I bolt straight up in bed gasping for breath. I look around and realize I'm competely alone. I whimper softly and blush bright red as I remember the nature of the dream..I was so shocked because I just met the man today. What in the hell is wrong with me?? I ask myself dismayed at the enjoyment I got from the vivid dream. I hop off the bed and run to the chamber bowl, splashing water in it I throw some on my heated face. Feeling the cold water is a shock and I gasp again. I shake my head and close my eyes, how can I face that man with the memory of that dream in my head. I start to pace nervously as Holly opens the door of our stateroom. " OH! There you are, where have you been girl? Oh no matter, by the light from the window I see it's nearing dinner time..help me bathe and dress will you Holly?" I say in a rush and tear off my shift. I don't even notice how blushed Holly looks as she gets the dress and things ready for me tonight.

 

[capt_lroy55]

I wake up and check my door,the door is still locked with the key still in the lock. What a dream, thinking that I was with Angelicus and Miss Holly is sucking my dick, that seemed too real. I have to dress for dinner so i'll think i'll wear my tuxedo, the one that's white, it will make a good impression. Topside, I notice the other passengers looking out at the sea, and I see the sun setting,its purple-blue sky, little clouds that take the shape of different animals. My mother and I would make a game of finding the strangest cloud. A man and his wife are pointing at dolphins that are riding the waves that the bow makes as it cuts through the water. The water is dark blue with the swells white-capped. A seaman saks if i'm dining and will I be staying for the show they are putting on. I tell him we'll see(my mother would say that when she'd didn't want to be bothered).


The dining area looks bigger than it did at lunch. I go over to my table and noticed that there are four more places set. My seat is next to Angelicus with Miss Holly next to her, a Dr. and Mrs. Daniels, Steve and Beth, and Detective Mike Harris and wife Joanna, and that completes our circle. A round table, just like in the book about King Arthur and his knights of the round table. The ship band is playing a waltz I think, when this man and his wife is walking towards this table."Is this the table for a det. Mike and Joanna Harris boy?"

"Yessir,this is our table,my name is Marcellus Hawkins," I say to him and get this look of bewilderment. I guess he wasn't expecting me sitting at his table. "And what is it that you do Marcellus, shine shoes?" he says with this shit-eating grin. "No sir, i'm in the oil business." We both sit down and wait for the other guest to arrive.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

Dressed in a dark wine color creation with a low neckline and very tight bodice, my hair half up half down over one bare, silken shoulder. I have diamonds at my throat and ones to match in my ears. I lift up my trail of my gown and walk to the door, "Holly you ready yet, we mustn't be later for dinner!" She comes out in a soft green gown with lil roses sewn in the hem and collar. She gets dark wine wrap and places it upon my shoulders and we walk to the dinning hall.


As we get to the grande enterance I see that Mr. Hawkins is already at the table with a couple I didn't reconize. I walk over slowly nervous about facing him again after my dream. "Goodevening everyone!" I say as I reach the table. Another couple joined us as Holly is seated my the waiter and the new lady is seated as well.

 

[capt_lroy55]

"Good evening Ang... Mrs. Dawson, Miss Holly, I would like to introduce Det.Mike Harris ,his wife Joanna and this is Mrs. Angelicus Dawson and companion Miss Holly Ramsey. Mrs. Dawson is of the New York Dawson's," I say as I seat Angelicus looking over at the new couple I say "Sir my name is Marcellus Hawkins and you are?" " I'm Dr. Steve Daniels and my lovely wife Joanna, please be seated Mr. Hawkins."


" Mrs. Dawson may I say that you look very lovely tonight, and Miss Holly I love what you've done with your hair. Mr. Harris you're a policeman, what kind of ploiceman are you, a traffic cop?" "I'm a homocide detective in Chcago Ill." he says knowing that I just gave him that remark for the one that he gave me earlier. " and Dr. Daniels, what kind of medicine do you pratice?" He says that he is a surgeon specializing in the heart. The doctor asks what I did for a living and I tell him i'm in oil.


Sitting here listening to the chatter of people I look over at Angelicus and see how her hair is hanging down over one shoulder, like she's teasing me and I notice that she is blushing a little, maybe because she knows i'm looking at her. The doctor and his wife get up to dance and I ask Angelicus if she would like a drink. I order a 'Long Island Ice Tea' never really knowing what was in it, I just knew that they taste good when you're nervous. I offered to order one for her and Miss Holly.

 

[goddessofdarkness]

I smile softly as i watch the doctor and his young, pretty wife move softly around the dance floor. Oh how I missed when we went out to whatever party we had to go to keep up appearances. I hear Mr. Hawkins softly spoken question about my choice in drink," Oh no, I'd rather have a white wine sprizter please." and Holly just wanted iced tea. " So Mr.Hawkins, did you have a nice afternoon?" I ask softly and blush as I look at him, I just couldn't get that damn dream out of my head. " I myself was a little tired from the trip here, so I took a nap," God why did I tell him that..I ask myself..it was so stupid, like he cares how I spent my afternoon. I turned my head slightly as the waiter came for our orders, I asked for the specail since it was chicken parmisan. Holly asked for the chef salad, and I looked over at Mr. Hawkins as he made his order as well as the cop and his wife.

 

[capt_lroy55]

There she goes blushing again, is there something that's on me that I should remove?, or is it something she's thinking about? I ordered the 18oz. porterhouse medium-well with a salad and broccoli. Oh what the hell, "Angelicus, would you like to dance?" Oh boy, that turned some heads at this table, the cop and his wife gagged on their drink, Miss Holly gave herself a bath. I don't see anything wrong with asking a beautiful woman to dance. I just want to hold her in my arms, to smell her hair, skin, and anything I can get away with. " You know Angelicus I've been told that I dance well for someone without formal lessons, maybe I can teach you a thing or two, so
do you want to dance?"

Now she's really blushing, and it looks good on her. "Maybe i'll show you a step that Mrs. Hawkins showed me when I was little and I promise not to step on your toes."