I'd never even kissed Jackie, but we'd been friends for a while. I was surprised that I agreed...hell, I was surprised when she'd offered to go on a cruse with me. But, why to Alaska? I always thought that Alaska was all mountains, cold and Eskimos...I'm sure the Eskimos are nice and all, but...
Well, regardless, I met up with her in Washington and spent three days aboard hardly seeing her at all. She was always off doing something, so sleeping arrangements were not even really needed. For my part, I'd spent the three days wandering the ship, talking with the crew and reading under the faint warmth of the fading sun. It was remarkable that once we hit port- half-way point- Jackie thought I'd be willing to go with her into town. I mean, after blowing me off for three whole days?
But, I couldn't think of anything else to do, and besides...who can stay angry that long at someone like her? So, she dragged me to the lamest thing I'd ever even heard of: a quilt and fabric show.
Fun.
Rule number one about Alaska...it's freezing. Now, native Alaskans tell me it isn't always so, but they're liars. It's freezing, just trust me. I thought khaki's and a fleece jacket would be sufficient...oh, how sorry I was. Jackie faired little better in her burgundy gaucho pants and white blouse. I'm about as confused as a hungry newborn in a strip club, when finally I see someone who makes the whole trip to the quilt convention worthwhile...
She was tall, 5'9" at least, with dark hair in pigtails and a body that was just amazing, barely concealed by her black pants and white top. To top it off, she had an adorable face and eyes you could get lost in. To my horror, I see Jackie move in...
Jackie stands next to her at the booth, smiles and asks, "So, what's your favorite pattern?"
The woman picks up a pattern and hands it to Jackie, who merely shrugs and says, "I don't know anything about patterns, but it seemed like a good way to start a conversation."
The woman laughs awkwardly sizes us up as she shakes Jackie's hand.
"Nikki" she says. My God, she even has a sexy name! "You guys in town for the quilt convention or something??"
Jackie laughs and asks how she knew.
"Your clothes," she says, seemingly amused. "You're dressed like foreigners"
I take a bit of offense to that one, but I shrug it off. Alaska really is like another planet. "Actually, we're on a cruise, killing time on the beach." I say.
This seems to excite Nikki. She loves cruise ships and would kill to get on board, even for a little bit. I look over to Jackie, who doesn't have a problem with it. The whole walk back to the ship, she and Jackie are talking but I cant quite make out what they're saying. Probably some blatant female conspiracy...
Sometimes, I wonder if they HAVE to compare notes, just to keep us guys on our toes. As if reading their minds wasn't hard enough sometimes...
Back at the pier, we let Nikki go into the visitor's center first and Jackie looks over at me, with a strange look on her face, half inquisitive. I look down at her and mouth the word "DAMN!" and she laughs out loud. She's never seen me react that way before...
We get Nikki a visitor's pass and promise to have her off the boat by 6PM in time for dinner. She's excited and can barely contain it. We lead her up the gangway and I ask where she wants to go first.
Jackie interrupts before Nikki can speak, saying "I need to head back to the room. I want to change if that's alright with y'all."
"Sure, we'll come with you," Nikki says, following behind. Naturally, I tag behind, staring at Nikki's ass from a respectful distance. I knew that Jackie was bisexual, so it made sense that she was trying to pick up on our new friend, but I had secretly hoped that Jackie might make a move on ME instead.
We enter the cabin and shut the door behind us. I tell Nikki not to peek at Jackie chides me, saying it's me she's worried about and to turn around. I look out the window to the water below and try not to feel disappointed that Nikki- a total stranger- gets to see Jackie in her underwear. There's just no justice in the world...
Behind me, I can hear Jackie whisper to Nikki, "I swear, that boy is so silly sometimes." As she starts to undress, she asks Nikki to help her pick out an outfit. I try not to look...well, I try to look and not look like I'm looking, but Jackie tells me to keep my back turned to them, and I feign innocence.
From behind the closet door, I can hear their hushed voices. It seems like I heard Jackie ask "What are you in the mood for?" but that could have meant anything. So, I stare out the window when some kind of bird swoops down and grabs something right out of the water, quite possibly the coolest thing I've seen all trip. I turn around to tell the girls...
...and they're giggling behind the closet door. Oh, well, their loss. I turn back around but then the closet door opens and Jackie comes out, walking up to me.
"Can I turn around now?" I ask, but receive no answer. I'm surprised when I feel Jackie put a finger up to my mouth...it tastes like sex. I turn around to see her in her bra and panties, her finger still on my lips.
"Tastes great," I stutter, trying to figure out what's going on.
Jackie giggles again, "It's her" she says, "You want to play too?"
