The Delight IC

Understood.

Jillian understood. Saskia ran a tight ship. There wasn't going to be any flexibility in the rules. Not yet, anyway. Not this early on in the game. Jilly knew that no matter how tight of a ship her bos might try and run, there would be special circumstances somewhere down the line. Whether or not she was one of those circumstances would remain to be seen. She wasn't at the current moment. But she could be...

She found that she operated better with a little latitude, a little freedom. But obviously Jilly was going to have to earn it, first, and she was fine with that.

She nodded in understanding to everything that Saskia said. All of the rules would, for the most part, be easy to follow...except for...

Just as Saskia finished instructing her to find Keldin, there was another knock at the door. She stood to let herself out, to open the revolving door that was Saskia's office. And, as expected, there stood Keldin waiting on the other side of it. She smiled sweetly to him and gave him a knowing wink. They had all known it was a matter of time and the boss had just sealed the deal. She was in.

Or out, as it were.
 
Saskia

The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Saskia waved her hand, indicating Keldin should come inside as Jillian left. She saw a look pass between the two and, though she didn't like, decided to let it go. For the moment anyway. Saskia had a very distinct feeling that she would need to keep an eye on Jillian, the girl could either be a model employee or someone who needed to be kept on a short leash. That fact had yet to be determined.

As Keldin entered he moved to sit in a chair.

"Don't bother, this won't take long." Saskia snapped as she grabbed a sheet of the ship's stationary and handed it to him. "This is your newest job. Her name is Becca Stein and she will be meeting you on the fourth lower deck at eleven for a beginner's ropes course." Even though it was only the two of them in the office, Saskia chose to keep the coded wording. One never knew who was listening in. "One more thing, Keldin. Ms Stein received this trip and its excursions from some friends of hers who chose not to tell her what we're all about here. Try not to spoil the surprise too soon." With a wicked grin, Saskia dismissed Keldin.
 
Keldin nodded curtly to Jillian as she walked past him. He enjoyed the smile she gave him and had he not been headed in to meet with Saskia he probably would have said something. 'Next time.' he thought before he gave Jillian a thin smile before closing the door behind him.

He moved into the office roughly standing in his 'at attention' pose after she told him not to seat. No humor or warmth showed on his features just rigid posture and a stoic expression.

'Well how about that.' he thought and fought back a smile and stood a little straighter. "Yes Ma'am." he said and accepted the paper with its instructions. If he felt anything for being selected like a prize stud from amongst others the thinnest sign of a smile was the only clue.

"Thank you Ma'am." he said and nodded his head to his boss before setting off out of the office.
 
Jillian didn't take Keldin's response personally. It had been a bit daring, with Saskia standing there and all. She thought she'd kept it innocent enough. Perhaps not. The door closed behind her and for a moment she considered what she would do. Looking at the time, she would soon have to report for her afternoon classes. Her later afternoon were left open, saved for personal training appointments.

Deciding that she ought not waste any time, she headed up to the deck where the gym was. Jilly never minded being a bit early. Given her new freedom as a now special staff member, being early might not have been such a bad idea. It would give potential clients an opportunity should they like what they saw.

At the present moment, her evening schedule was free. So while she walked, she considered what she would do with it. Where she might go. Who else on the crew she might meet. She was feeling more at ease, and more, relaxed, given that all of the business was out of the way and everything was out in the open.

Should make for an interesting trip. She arrived at the gym, ready to go.
 
Becca thanked Saskia before standing up to leave. She walked back up to ths top deck and found an empty loung chair. She peeled off her cover up and slid off her sandals before reclining into the chair. She set an alarm on her phone in case she dozed off and pulled out her Nook to read for the 45 minutes she had to kill until her excursion.

She had fell asleep and woke to the sound of her phone. She stood up and slid on a pair of running shorts amd a tank top over her bikini before heading to the lower fourth deck. There was a door marked ropes course in the hallway but it was closed tightly so she knocked, waiting for a response to enter.
 
Rich

Richard Murphy pulled his Blackberry from his pocket and examined the screen. No service. He wasn't remotely surprised given that he was in a corporate helicopter 350 miles away from civilization but the phone had become such a part of his life and routine that checking it for emails and texts had become more of an involuntary action than a conscious decision. He paused for a moment, thinking, before powering the phone down and handing it to his personal assistant Vicki. She took it, looking at him incredulously. He simply shrugged and smiled.

"It might be good for me to get away from my work for a while. Right?"

"There's a first time for everything."

Rich heard the pilot's voice through his headphones, "Mr. Murphy, we'll be landing on the helipad of The Delight shortly. Please remain seated until we have given you clearance to disembark."

"Roger that." Rich turned to Vicki. "Well, wish me luck?"

"I thought you didn't believe in luck," she replied coyly.

"Well, I never said I - oh geez look at this," he slumped back into his seat, covering his face. "Everybody is out there watching us land. See, this is why I wanted to just join up a port or something. I hate starting out as the 'Rich Asshole'."

"You shouldn't be ashamed of your wealth," Vicki assured him, "Plus, the way I see it, having it known that you are an extremely wealthy and successful man can only increase your chances..."

"... increase my chances of what exactly?"

"Mr Murphy - you ARE aware of what exactly this vessel is-"

BUMP!

Rich felt his stomach lurch as the chopper landed violently on the helipad of the cruise ship. Two of the staff members from the ship quickly ran to the door of the chopper and opened it, while another two rushed up to retrieve his luggage and personal items.

"So long Vicki," Rich said, holding out his hand, "I'll see you in a couple of weeks. Try and hold down the fort while I'm gone."

Vicki extended her own little hand to grasp his but didn't shake it, instead holding it in her own, "Don't you forget about me now, Rich Murphy."

"Okay..." he looked back at her confused as he was practically pulled from the chopper by the able staff of The Delight. He turned around and was faced with a group of at least 20 other passengers and crew members, all watching him. Blushing, he sheepishly waved to them.

It might do me some good...
 
After leaving Saskia's office Keldin quickly moved to the task. He gave Melany a nod as he headed out and then mulled over things. He checked in with an equipment manager to make sure what he might need would be close at hand on the deck and the staff gave him a quick nod before giving the Norwegian a knowing nod.

Heading for a stairwell he headed down to the fourth floor and then located a storage closet. He unlocked it promptly and then pulled and acquired some tools for the job and then mentally reviewed his list and his plan for the beginner's rope excursion.

Then he headed along the deck towards his destination. He found a pretty blonde girl knocking on the door and assumed she was the client. Downing a sip of the energy drink discreetly he put a warm friendly smile on his features and then moved forward to greet her.

"Hello miss. You're Miss Stein I presume."He said offering a strong hand as he stopped before the doors.

"I'm Keldin. I'll be your instructor for your beginner's rope course."
 
Becca looked up to see someone walking towards her down the hallway. She smiled softly when he introduced himself and said he'd be her instructor for the ropes course.

"Becca's fine," she said to him as he took out a keyring, obviously searching for the key to open the door.
 
Keldin smiled to her as he opened up the door and lead her in.

"Becca it is." He lead her inside the room. There was a number of dark blue mats in case people fell from the rock climb structures.

"Enjoying your cruise so far? I heard your friends set you up with the trip." He said as he found a selection of mats that were near one of the rock walls. He dropped the duffel bag and took in his surroundings. There was a water cooler off to the side with plastic cups for refreshment, a desk with two seats that was currently empty. They were well enough alone.

Keldin pinched the bridge of his nose as he looked over the rock wall fully intending to appear as if he'd be teaching her basics on climbing the fake mountain sides.
 
Pearl Parsons

Pearl was even more pleased than she expected when CC screamed, shuddered and came over her. She did her best to catch as much of CC’s cum as she could, which flowed more like a river rather than sprayed like a fountain, but some still escaped her hungry lips and tongue, overflowing down her cheeks and chin. For a moment or two they just lay there, recovering. Then CC rolled off her and stood up. Pearl was embarrassed to see how completely she had soaked the younger woman’s face and hair, but amazingly the next words out of CC’s mouth were how much she loved it! Pearl blushed from both the embarrassment and the praise, but it was impossible to tell amidst the flush brought on by three orgasms in short succession.

Pearl tried to imagine what she looked like to CC right now. Her hair was almost certainly disheveled. At some point, the panties that had been tangled in her shoes had given way and now dangled useless from one ankle. Beyond that and the heels, Pearl was naked, glistening with a combination of sweat and both CC’s cum and her own. If it was anything like the image CC presented standing in front of her, it was definitely sexy as hell!

“I…” she almost apologized for soaking CC in girl cum, but she stopped herself, since CC had so obviously enjoyed it. “You look very sexy too.” Pearl said with a shy-seeming smile.

She spent a minute catching her breath as CC got up and proceeded to rummage around somewhere Pearl could not see, and then close the cabin door on her way back to the bed. When she held out the item from behind her back, Pearl gasped, it was huge! Not only was it long, but it was thick too. The function of the two-headed object was immediately apparent, but even given that slightly less than half of it was expected to fit inside of her, it would be the largest thing that had ever been in her pussy. It frightened her a bit just looking at it, but at the same time she wanted it, and she knew exactly the way she wanted it too. She rolled over onto her stomach and then crawled to one end of the bed on her hands and knees, then she stopped, facing away from CC, her glistening pussy framed by her round ass.

“Be gentle,” Pearl requested, still a bit nervous about such a large dildo. “but oh my God put it in!”
 
Becca followed Keldin into the large room and set her bag down on the floor. Her focus switched to the tall climbing wal until Keldin asked her about the cruise so far.

"It's been great so far," she said smiling. "Yeah, they had to cancel last minute and gave me the tickets," she explained.

"so how does today work?" She asked, looking again at the climbing wall
 
Keldin looked at Becca for a moment and then at the climbing wall appearing to considered how he'd manage setting her up to climb the structure.

"Well the most important element for this excursion is that we have trust between us Becca. This activity can be dangerous even to the most experienced people and sometimes things can get out of hand if someone panics. If you ever want to stop then just say stop." He said and then gave her a warm smile and rested his hand on her shoulder reassuringly.

"Of course that being said everyone always has a lot of fun doing this. Most think they know what to expect but once we really start going." He turned to the wall and grinned. "It's quite the experience. But as I said we have to take certain steps to ensure safety for both people."

"Do you have any questions?" He said as he looked at her with a somber but attentive look on his face. She was his client and he fully intended to see her needs met but given Saskia's request he had to play a little game first.

The man from Norway only hoped that the game wouldn't land him with some angry pissed off woman screaming her lungs out to Saskia. It was definitely something he wished fervently to avoid.
 
Becca eyed the wall as Keldin explained some basic ground rules. She turned back to look at him when he placed his hand on her shoulder. She returned his warm smile, and nodded at what he was saying.

She wasn't really sure why she was nervous. Usually she enjoyed adventurous activities and a cruise ship like this surely wouldn't allow activities that could put them at any type of liability.

"Nope, no questions," she said taking a deep breath to calm herself. She took the hairband on her wrist and put her hair up in a messy bun, turning all of her attention to Keldin again.
 
Luka Barbato

Luka walked down the deck, carrying a ladder under his right arm and clutching about three different screw drivers in his left hand. He couldn’t remember if he would need a flat head or the usual, and he chose three different sizes to spare him from having to make a round trip. The note he had found still bothered him. It made it hard for him to get into character knowing that there was some asshole out there fucking with him. The worst thing about it was that he couldn’t tell anyone because if he told them about the note, then he would have to tell them about its significance, and he wasn’t planning on telling anyone that he had coke on the ship. It would ruin everything.

As he approached the room of his client, he glanced over his shoulder to see an approaching helicopter. He had heard its distant blare, but he didn’t think that the aircraft was planning to take a pit stop onboard The Delight.

His eyes followed the bird around until it disappeared out of the range of his sights.

Who the hell is that flyin’ in here in style? The President? Luka thought.

Whoever it was, it was someone filthy rich—the type of guests Saskia deemed royalty upon the ship. If the guy or gal was a heavy tipper, then shit, even if the visitor turned out to be a dude, he would put aside his sexual preferences and show the man a good time. If he was graced with a $100,000 or anything above $50,000, he was off this ship. He could make money like that go a long way.

Luka snerked at his imagination. That’s all it was, a big imagination. The thought, however, had put him in a slightly better mood. Raising his hand, he rapped his knuckles against the blue door and sounded, “Maintenance!”

Moments later, the door opened and standing in the doorway was a red-head with spiraling curls harnessed in a yellow, silk squinchy atop her head. She regarded Luka silently with her green eyes and thin pink lips curled in a shy smile. The most distinct characteristic the girl had was freckles. Her milky skin was distinctly printed that it was almost exotic.

“Comin’ in?” she questioned on an Irish purr.

Luka blinked, realizing that he had been staring hard at the creature before him. “Uh, yeah, sure, of course!”

As the woman stepped aside, he squeezed his way inside with the ladder and set it upright in the center of the room.

“I’m gonna go ahead and assume that this is the one right here.”

He pointed up to the lamp with the fish bowl cover.

“And you’d be right,” she answered.

“Great.”

As soon as he had entered, Luka noticed the size of the woman’s quarters. It was a suite, which could only mean she didn’t live alone. If she did, then she must have liked to have space. He started up the ladder and inspected the screws, holding the cover to the ceiling. He sorted through the screwdrivers and decided to make some small talk as he worked.

“So, Ms…Mrs. O’Donnelly? You know, I guessed you were Irish the moment I saw you. I was thinkin’ at first, ‘Nah, too stereotypical,’ but as all the pieces were fittin’, your red hair, green eyes, last name, and freckles, your accent was what confirmed it.”

“Missus; an’ ya wrong. Me last name is Miyamoto,” she said playfully.

Luka smirked. “Aw man…I thought I had you all figured out. You’re Japanese? Damn. Your husband doesn’t know karate does he?”

The red-head raised a hand to her lips in a weak attempt to stifle her giggles.

“No; he’s American. His last name’s Fisher.”

“O’Donnelly, Miyamoto, Fisher; I don’t know what to believe anymore. You’ve been lyin’ to me. I’m probably in the wrong room. I didn’t expect to find an Irish woman pretending to be Japanese.”

“No; ya in tha’ right room. Me maiden name is O’Donnelly, but me last name Fisher now.”

“Can it be Barbato? Because that’s my last name, and I think you’re hot.”

Luka turned a blue eye over his shoulder to regard her impishly. He enjoyed the sound of her giggles as she stood there by the door with her hand still coyly raised to her face. He turned his attention back to his job as he reached a hand into his coverall pocket to remove a fresh light bulb.

“You’re funny,” the red-head complimented.

“Thanks. I honestly don’t get that a lot. People say I’m funny-looking, but never do they say I’m funny. You made my day.”

Luka screwed in the fresh light bulb and instructed to the Missus, “Can you flip that switch please?”

She flipped it on and the light came on, causing him to squint a little.

“Awesome,” he said.

She flicked the light off and Luka proceeded to screw the light cap back on. When he was on his third screw, he noticed the awkward silence. He always tried talk with his customers to lighten any tension. He was a stranger in their territory and he didn’t want them to feel bothered by his presence. Just as he parted his lips to speak, he felt hands grasp the back of his thighs and slowly knead his muscles. Simultaneously, he felt something soft press against his crotch, pulling at the sturdy cotton of his coveralls. Heat followed, seeping through the material to douse his cock in arousal. Luka’s abdomen muscles tensed as he felt his boxer briefs becoming tight as his member began to swell.

Easing his hips back, Luka glanced up at the light, making sure it wasn’t planning to detach anytime soon and slowly descended the ladder to give the naughty girl under it a devilish smile.

“You know all you had to do was ask, but I like surprises.”

They stared at each other between the rungs of the ladder. God, he loved his job.
 
Keldin and Becca

Keldin nodded with a grin.

"Very good Becca. Let's begin." He said and then moved over to his bag. He unzipped it but made sure to obscure the contents from her. He pulled out a climbing harness for Becca and some rope.

Then he moved over to her with the harness. It was a regular harness though it had two straps meant to hook over the person's shoulder. Privately Keldin had to grin that they didn't look that out of place for what he'd be working on. He'd only done this excursion a few times before so he made sure to remain calm as he worked.

"If you'd like it may be better to just have one layer of clothing on so there is less chaffing while we're working. Whatever your preference." He said simply as he held the harness before her as his eyes occasionally looked over her form subtly and he wondered where her sensitive spots would be. Keldin knew he'd enjoy finding them once they got into things.
 
Saskia

"Ms Roma, he's arriving now." Melany said, poking her head into Saskia's office.

"Thank you, Melany." Saskia stood and glanced in the mirror. She adjusted her clothes so that they were perfect before making her way up to the helipad on the top deck.

The whir of the helicopter pulled the attention of almost every passenger and crew member on the decks.

"I want you to make sure that Mr. Murphy has everything that he could want." Saskia said to Melany, who had joined her on the helipad. "He's a platinum level guest and I want him to have every amenity possible at his fingertips."

The helicopter landed and some of the crew rushed forward to help Mr. Murphy depart. As the man made his way across the helipad, Saskia plastered the largest, most amiable smile possible on her face - making every muscle in her face cry out in protest.

"Welcome aboard the Delight, Mr. Murphy." Saskia greeted the young billionaire, holding a hand out to him. "My name is Saskia Roma and I'm the cruise director. If there is anything you need, please let me know and I will make sure that it is provided."
 
Becca watched as he pulled out a harness for her. She licked her lips and pulled off her top at his suggestion, tightening the straps on her bikini top.

She walked over to Keldin and looked at the harness, internally thankful she wouldnt have to figure it out all by herself.
 
Keldin settled into work. His hands were large but dexterous as he helped one and then both legs into the harness. Then he buckled the front belt across her stomach. Then he pulled both straps gently over each of her shoulders.

He gave the straps a little tug here and there to make sure they were secure. Then he gave her a smile and returned back to his bag. He grabbed something that looked blue and black and it appeared to be a blindfold. Keldin held it with one hand and then helped her out of any shoes or any sandles.

"Now we're just about ready. Just remember if you need to just say 'stop'. It can be a bit discombobulating early on but I'll be right there beside you." he said a warm smile and then he walked behind her and slowly put the blindfold over her eyes and tightened it over her eyes. Keldin took a calming breath and just prayed she had some true idea what she had gotten into or things would probably end badly for him. 'Dammit Saskia.' he thought before he moved in front of Becca.

"Alright Beeca just listen to my voice. I'll be there the whole time even if you can't sense me immediately." holding her hands he rubbed her fingers lightly as he held her fingers. "The wall is ready Becca..." he said as he gently tugged here to a vertical blue mat with clips and ropes attached.
 
Rich

Rich was led from the helipad towards a very professional-looking blonde woman. She extended her hand and smiled broadly.

"Welcome aboard the Delight, Mr. Murphy. My name is Saskia Roma and I'm the cruise director. If there is anything you need, please let me know and I will make sure that it is provided."

"Thanks," Rich took her hand in his own and shook it firmly, "I'm looking forward to a relaxing trip. Could you give me a quick run-down of the various amenities available onboard? I have to be honest - my ex-girlfriend booked this trip and I don't really know much about the vessel itself or our eventual destination."
 
Sylvia and Al had fallen asleep rather quickly following the events of the evening but it was Sylvia who awoke first and dressed hurriedly so that she could get back to her cabin. She had that drowsy feeling from not enough sleep and looked at her watch to see it was 9:00 am. She fretted leaving assured that there were as ton of people awake and milling around the boat. Surely some of them would form impressions on how she looked as she passed them by.

When Sylvia stood, she felt a bit weak but found her clothes and shoes and left without awakening Al.

She walked down the hall not running into anyone until she got to the stairwell and elevator banks.
 
Saskia

"Of course," Saskia replied as she began to lead Mr. Murphy from the helipad and down to the next deck. "Why don't I lead you to your room and we can chat along the way."

Behind them, Melany tottered along on her three-inch stilettos, clipboard and Mr. Murphy's room key in hand.

"The Delight is currently on a three week cruise during which we'll travel around the Caribbean and make a few different stops in varying ports. Our trip will eventually end when we return to Florida."

Saskia stopped at the bank of elevators one deck below the helipad. She stepped back, allowing Rich to enter the elevator first. Keying in a special code, the elevator doors slid shut and began the decent to the sixth deck, where the VIP suites were located. The deck that housed the suites was accessible only through the use of a special code or key card, thus ensuring the privacy of those guests wealthy enough to afford the suites.

"As for our amenities, the Delight has all the usual ones. Five movie theaters, seven night clubs that cater to all different tastes, numerous restuarants and shops, and nightly entertainment. We also have a number of pools located on each of the lower decks, a mini-golf course, putting green, three separate climbing walls. And so many other things that I could stand here listing them for the rest of the day." She laughed lightly as the elevator doors opened to a hall with four suites.

Leading Rich down the hall, Saskia stopped at suite 7 and, taking the key from Melany, unlocked the room. The doors opened to a lavish suite, nearly five times the size of the ship's average rooms.

"I'm sure you have also heard of our special amenities," Saskia said, placing a number of excursion cards on the coffee table that sat in the center of the room, surrounded by a lush sofa and two armchairs - all in a plush cream-colored leather. "These cards will allow you to set up a special excursion, should you find you are in need of some...extra fun while aboard. Any of my staff will be happy to explain how the cards work. Now, I will leave you to get settled in. Should you need me for anything, please do not hesitate to call me. You can reach my office by pressing #3 on your room phone." With a final smile, Saskia exited Mr. Murphy's room. She had no doubt that he was going to make her very rich over the course of the next three weeks.
 
CC almost laughed at Pearl's shy little smile followed immediately by the incredibly wanton and sensual display of the older woman crawling over her bed on all fours and spreading herself, "Oh, sweetie, you're such a slut! God, I love it!"

She licked one end of the large toy, her eyes fixed on the dripping snatch being offered so brazenly. "I'll be gentle, Pearly, until you beg me not to be." She smiled; a lascivious, sultry, naughty smile that promised unspeakable delights. "And I'm betting with you it won't be looong," she sing-songed the last word as she stepped up onto the bed.

The busty brunette moved closer to Pearl and paused behind her . She reached down and gasped as she rubbed one of the heads of the dildo against her own sopping lips. "Ohhh, God, this is gonna be so good, baby," she cooed. Then she let out a breathy yelp as she slid it into herself. "Uh-hhhnN! That-that's so fucking good!" She fed more and more of it into her body; clenching down on the thick shaft.

Then she stepped up behind Pearl, "Ready for me, Pearly? Ready for me big, hard dick?" She licked her lips and then rubbed the free head against the redhead's pussy; then she pushed it in, slow and sure, "Oohh, opening right around it, you hot little piece."

CC pushed another inch inside; steady and smooth, leaning forward and reaching around with one hand to pinch one of Pearl's nipples, "How's it feel, Pearl? I want to hear you tell me how my cock feels."
 
Rich

After Saskia left, Rich took some time to inspect the room. He had stayed in his fair share of five-star hotels across the globe but The Delight was truly something else. His suite was separated into a series of distinct rooms, each separated by a series of wooden doors that were ornately carved from what appeared to be a single piece of wood. The entrance door led into a beautiful and comfortable living space that coupled a classical sense of wealth and luxury with a modern twist. He could see that no expense had been spared as well - nearly everything in sight was handmade and exqusitely tasteful. His love of technology was also duly sated by the 60" plasma television on the wall and the tablet PC that gave him complete control of the temperature, lights, and surround-sound stereo with a swipe of his finger.

Leading off from the living space was a beautiful office area with a giant solid wood desk, a rich deep brown leather chair, a printer/scanner/fax machine, a powerful computer with multiple displays and a dedicated satelite uplink.

Not working on this trip.

The other room leading off from the living space was the bedroom. The bed itself was absolutely gigantic - Rich guessed that 4 or 5 people would be able to share it quite comfortably. It was covered in silk sheets and plush pillows. Across from the bed was a full-length window with a beautiful view of the ocean. There was a large walk-in closet with a personal safe and an antique dresser. Rich absent-mindedly pulled open the top drawer of the dresser and was shocked to discover that it was filled with sex toys. There were dildos of every shape and color, at least 20 different styles of vibrator, and a set of anal beads, buttplugs, cock rings, and several things that he didn't even know what they were. He opened the next drawer and found it was also completely filled with lubes, lotions, and condoms. The next drawer had whips, chains, handcuffs, blindfolds... what the hell was going on here?

Well - at least I can use the lube later to rub one out.

Rich walked into the final room, the bathroom, that was attached to the bedroom, afraid and slightly excited to see what surprises he might find inside. To his relief (disappointment?) it was merely a very luxurious and well-designed bathroom. Though he did note that the shower was exceptionally large as well, and there were three sinks. If these suites were designed for multiple people why was there only one bed?

Rich walked back into the living area and looked at the cards that Saskia had laid on the coffee table. She had called them "Special excursions".

Scuba Diving. Might be fun - I haven't had the chance yet but I've always wanted to try

Spelunking. How the hell do you explore a cave from a boat in the middle of the ocean? This one must be for when we reach a port

Swim with the Dolphins. Jessica had always wanted to do this.

Jessica.

Rich angrily pushed the thoughts of his cheating ex-girlfriend from his head. Don't think about her. She doesn't deserve it. This is your time. Time to make a fresh start and do something that you wouldn't normally have the time or inclination to try.

Having made up his mind, he marked an X next to "Scuba Diving" on the card and hung the card on the doorknob outside his door.

That'll show her.

He began unpacking his clothes and personal items, wondering if he would need any special gear for what promised to be an enthralling experience.
 
Becca watched silently as Keldin secured her into the complex harness. Were these harnesses usually this constricting?

She brushed her question off, it's not like she'd done this before, who was she to ask such questions.

She closed her eyes and opened when she opened he eyes, she was cast into total darkness. Her heart started to race and before she could remove whatever was covering her eyes, Keldin took her hands and spoke to her, reaffirming what he had said earlier.

He guided her towards the wall, talking her through the steps on the path to the wall.

"why am I blindfolded?" she asked, her voice a bit shakey.
 
Keldin smiled as he looked over her body idly. Well at least she didn't kick him in the groin. "The loss of sight is used to enhance the experience Becca." Keldin said soundly as he felt he had played this role to its limit. Acting out of turn could potentially end in causing undo fear.

"I apologize for the initial deception Becca." he said and kept hold of the other ropes he had grabbed from his bag. "I was instructed to keep the true nature of our excursions here hidden for a time. I promise you this will be far more pleasurable than a beginner's rope course. That is if you wish to continue." he whispered into her ear as his cheek just rubbed against hers lightly. Keldin silently hoped abd desired she would be brave enough to see their activity through and he silently cursed Saskia for bundling in the deception.
 
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