The cruiseship

madge

i politely shake his hand seeing his son's eyes roam all too familiarly over my body, i blushed and opened door to our cabin and taking key i slide it between my full breasts securing the key.
 
Samantha Cole

As soon as Earl pulled away, one of the ships porters came over, offering to help with my bags and show me to my room. I almost said no, but then remembered Shelly's instruction to relax. I pulled my ticket out of my inside jacket pocket and handed it to him. He glanced at it and smiled at me.

"Right this way mam," he said as he picked up my luggage. As I follwed him through the ship I marveled at it's elegance, four years ago I would have never imagined myself in a place like this. He lead me into my state room, placing my luggage off to one side and handing my the key. I Pulled the $50 out of my pocket and handed it to him. He noticed and gave me a big grin.

"Wow, this is the best tip I've ever gotten! I hope you enjoy your stay, and if you need anything at all, just ask for me, Bill!" He gave me one last big grin and walked out the door closing it behind him. I smiled to myself, ever since I'd made it to the big time, I always tipped in abundance, all too well I remembered my days waitressing.

OOC: Ok, I've never been on a cruise ship, I never really watched the love boat, and things have probably changed a lot since the Titanic. :) So I'm wingin it!

[Edited by goddess_euphoria on 10-26-2000 at 01:08 AM]
 
Captain Thor

OOC: to ghost - if you read the previous posts the captain is 60.
I'm fast, moving from the bridge to greeting passengers!

IC: Surveying the passengers, I head BACK to the bridge. After all, if this thing is going to leave port, the captain must be on the bridge.
 
Leslie Davis

OOC: 18 year old daughter of Dean Davis. 5'8", 127 lbs, 36C breasts, long rich brown hair, green eyes. Just graduated from high school, last chance to go on this kind of trip with her father before starting college in the fall.


IC: "Well, this is a nice suite isn't it honey?" I hear my dad remark from the doorway. I turn to face him and grin, "This is great!! You even have a walk in closet! I hope mine is as nice!"

Dad grinned back and said, "Well for the money I'm paying for this trip, it had better be. Nothing is too good for my baby girl!"

"Dad!!" I laughed, my face turning red. I couldn't wait to check out my room, so I ran across the hall to room 302 and unlocked the door. It was simply beautiful, no detail had been overlooked. I was in for the vacation of a lifetime.

Dad appeared in the doorway, and I say to him, "I hope there will be some cute boys on this cruise! After all you'll be too busy wooing the ladies!"

Dad shrugged, "Maybe." He looked uncomfortable, but I put my hand on his elbow and told him, "Hey, Dad. It's been three years, you deserve some happiness... even if it's only temporary, so if you feel like it.. have sex!!"

"Leslie!!" Dad looked shocked, after all he assumed I was a virgin. I wasn't, but I'd only had sex one time. But, hey, my Dad was 45 years old, no need for him to be living like a priest!

"Sorry, I'll lay off ... for now." I grinned impishly, "I want to get changed and check out the pool!" Dad walked back to his room. I changed into a black bikini top, with matching hot pants type bottoms, and walked to the pool. Ever on the look out for the cute boys I was hoping to meet.
 
Me and Madge dissapeared into our room as we unpacked a few of our clothes. Well, at least if you could call it clothes. I had especially brought a lot of skimpy clothes to give all the men an eye-full of the body I had.

My unpacking took much shorter then Madge's one so when I was finished I put on my yellow bikini and said "Madge, if you don't mind, I'm ging on the deck" to which Madge responded "that's okay, just don't do anything I wouldn't do out there."
This made us both grin to each other as I walked out
 
Julie

ooc: Cruise Director, 29, 5'9", 115 lbs., 36D, strawberry- blonde hair, deep green eyes, dazzling smile, and extremely outgoing

ic: I love my job! It is like a continuous working vacation. I have very few responsibilities, basically just planning entertaining activities and seeing to the guests' needs.

The pre-departure was always a little hectic. Greeting guests, helping some find their cabins, directing others to the pre-departure party on the pool deck. But this also gave me an opportunity to check out the new passengers, and this voyage looked very promising, indeed.

With the exception of a few last minute straggles, it looked as if most of the guests had come on board. It was time for me to change out of my dress uniform into my casual uniform. I quickly went to my cabin and slipped into shorts and a polo with the Norwegian Lines' logo.

As I arrived on the pool deck, I could see a few of the guests were already helping themselves to the buffet. I knew more would arrive soon. Everything looked to be in order, and I began to work the crowd.

ooc: I am assuming we can skip the boring lifeboat drill???
 
Dr Ethan Leonhardson

OOC: Son of Mickal Leonhardson, one of the more influencial politicians in (funny enough) Norway. Completely void of any interest in politics, Ethan recently graduated from medical school, and through his father's "influences", managed to get a job as one of medical doctors on the ship. 25yo, 5'10, 155lbs., dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes.

IC: Internship was going to be absolute hell on earth, so eventhough there probably wouldn't be much more than sea-sickness and the occasional gastrointestinal upset on this cruise, I was glad to have been given job.

The ID that they've printed out for me was horrendous. For some reason, when Dad applied for the job on my behalf, he sent them the passport photo of me from years ago, when I was still wearing nerdy black plastic frame classes, and looked nothing less than the sterotypical nerd you'd expect on American movies. I clipped the ID on and rolled up the sleeves on my navy blue shirt, straightened up my tie, and grabbed my stethoscope, slipping it into the pocket of my chinos.

I checked the time on my watch - the cruise was departing soon. I nudged my suitcase under the bunk and bolted out the cabin, already late in reporting to the Cruise Director.
 
where is the thread starter?

OOC: Although I appointed myself captain, is our thread starter ready to leave port? Feedback please. Or we can just mutiny and head out to sea! LOL.
 
ooc: Elle Pierce, 22 year old actress. 5'7", long, straight, red hair (with the fiery personality to match), piercing green eyes, pink, pouty lips. Taking a cruise to relax after finishing shooting on 3 back-to-back blockbusters.

ic: Elle looked at her watch, "Late again..", she sighed, punctuality was not one of her traits. After what seemed like hours the taxi finally made its way towards the docks. She handed the driver her fare, and stepped out of the cab, putting on her sunglasses. The boat looked magnificant. She couldn't wait for her well deserved break to begin.

She hurried up the gangplank and was escorted to her deluxe cabin. Whilst waiting for her baggage to be delivered, she explored what was to be her home for the next two weeks, thoroughly impressed.

Quickly donning her brand new, white, string bikini she headed towards the upper deck.
 
Captain Thor

OOC: As I have received clearance from the "port authority" (Christine), let the games begin! We can board stragglers in Montego Bay.

IC: Standing on the bridge I order, "Prepare to cast off, (by the way, we use walkie-talkies, not megaphones these days) Cast off all lines; all ahead 1/3" (no tugs for Capt Thor).

As we sail majestically out of port, the little colored flags whipping in the wind, I wonder what delights the cruise will bring. One of the side benefits of being the Captain is that the gray hair and the gold braid on the uniform are irresistable to many women. My personal best is five different lovlies on a two week cruise to South America last year - and that does not include crew. With a smile, I pick up the phone to call the chief steward about seating at my table this evening.

"All ahead 2/3; make course 160 degrees; GPS fixes; you have the bridge first officer." With that I make my way to my sumptous cabin to handle paperwork before dinner.

OOC: feel free to invite yourselves for dinner. My table holds six. LOL Even males are welcome!
 
Dean Davis

After I helped Leslie get settled in, I went back to my cabin and changed. I plopped down on the bed to take a nap, but then plopped right back up again. Old people took naps. People in the prime of life went out and met other people. Maybe Leslie was right. Maybe I needed a little sex....
I mean a little happiness.

I wandered around without the slightest idea of where I was going. I must have looked lost, because a very lovely woman in uniform walked over to me and asked me if I needed assistance. Her badge said Cruise Director, and her nametag read Julie.
 
Samantha Cole

After I'd unpacked, I decided it was time to change into something a little more comfortable. I slipped on my black thong bikini. Deciding that I didn't feel quite right walking around in just that, I pulled on a pair of old cutt-off jean shorts and white button-up shirt, which I tied at the waist. After slipping a couple of essential things into my pockets, I took off to explore the ship.
 
madge

I slowly unpack wishing i had the courage to wear the skimpy things Christine had packed. I slide on my simple black tanksuit and gauzy wrap around, over hips and head to pool side.
 
Mark

"Prepare to cast off... Cast off all lines; all ahead 1/3!"

My father shouted as I stood a few feet away from him. We left the port, and a smile came upon my face. I was always glad to be on these cruises, but I was looking forward to this one especially. Having soon all the women who were on this ship so far, I'd be more then sure to get well acquainted with them.

As I began to head out, I said to my father, "Hey, don't forget, I'm coming to that dinner tonight. So save a spot for me when you're inviting everyone and whatnot."
 
Leslie

I was just settling in on one of the reclining chairs. I had an ice-cold Coca-Cola on my right and a brand new bottle of Tropicana Fast Tanning gel on my left. The only thing missing is a big strong man to rub it on. I thought to myself. I was grinning at this thought when I saw a very familiar head of red hair out of the corner of my eye. I looked over, "No way," I said under my breath, "Elle Pierce?" Wow! Not five minutes on this boat and I've made a celebrity sighting! I decided not to bother her since she looked incredibly rushed, besides it's her vacation too, right? Before the two weeks is up I'll talk to her. Maybe get a picture. I really like Elle Pierce's movies. In her last one, she had played a DEA Agent who had infiltrated a Columbian Drug Cartel to save her lover from impending doom. It co-starred Jeremy Starling, one of my favorite actors. He's such a hottie!! (girlish squeel) They had such chemistry it made me think maybe they had something going on off-set. But, I never read anything about it in ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY. By the time I looked back she had left, but I was sure I'd run into her later. I'll just have to be casual about it.

Now, that I'd calmed down about seeing Elle Pierce I could concentrate fully on the hunks that were starting to appear pool side. Just when I was thinking I'd need some help with this tanning gel, I hear a masculine voice off to my left, "Can I help you with that gel?"

[Edited by Indika on 10-24-2000 at 08:21 PM]
 
Dr. Ethan Leonardhson

The summer sun shining brightly above, and eventhough I already has a pair of sunglasses on, I was still forced to raise my hands to shield my eyes as I surveyed the pool deck for cruise director. I've never actually met the cruise director before, but I was given the description of the uniform by some of the deckhands. I scanned the pool slowly with my eyes, fingering the stethoscope in my pocket.

Keeping my mind on the job was difficult, as dozens of beautiful women waltzed past before, in nothing but skimpy bikinis. A gorgeous red-head strolled directly across my field of vision, and I found my eyes involuntarily follow her movement, her white string bikini leaving nothing much to the imagination. I pulled my sunglasses down my nose to get a better look and then realized who it was - Elle Pierce. Rrrreeeeooooww... I though to myself.

I continued to scan the deck. A young lady sat beside me on a reclining chair, ice cold Cola in one hand, and tanning lotion in the other. It was times like that I wished I wasn't actually working on the ship. I soon found myself wondering whether any of these fine ladies would need any medical attention anytime soon...
 
When I stepped out on the deck I could immediately see the effect my "outfit" had on the males on deck. All of them were giving me an eye-full! Not that I minded that, I love the attention.

I walked over towards the railing to take a peek at the scenery and when I leaned on it I all of a sudden heard somebody say "good day, my name is Marc, I'm the captain's son, how are you doing?"

I turned around (liking what I saw) saying "Fine, and how about you... Marc is it?"
 
Captain Thor

"This paperwork is the bane of my existance," I think, "gallons of juice, steaks...the damn provision lists go on and on." Signing page after page with a flourish, my mind drifts to the opportunities ahead...
 
Julie

The pre-departure party seemed to be going well. The band was playing festive island music to get everyone in the spirit. The buffet table was staying well stocked, and the waiters were distributing tropical drinks and sodas to the guests.

I had been mingling among the guests for awhile when I realized I had forgotten my watch in my cabin. I thought things were going well enough I could slip out and get it. On my way back I came across an incredibly handsome gentleman looking a little lost.

With my warmest smile, I offered him my assistance. I extended my hand and introduced myself. He shook my hand and held it a moment longer than was necessary.

"Hello Julie, I'm Dean Davis," he said with a confident smile.

"Is this your first cruise?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Only a little." I assured him.

"Then what would you suggest I do first?" He asked.

"Well, you could start by signing up for one of the tours of Montego Bay or scuba diving on Grand Cayman, at the Purser's desk. You could browse through our gift shops. Or you could join the pre-departure party." As I waited for his choice, I made a mental note to make sure we were seated at the same table for dinner.

ooc: R Nitelight, I hope you don't mind that I took liberty with your dialog. If anything is unacceptable, please let me know, and I will happily edit.
 
Dean Davis

OOC: JadedHeart, I hope you take many liberties with me. I mean with my character...........
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IC: Julie gave me a friendly smile before she turned and walked away. I couldn't take my eyes off her. Her tight uniform seemed to be molded to her body, and she moved with a dancer's grace. I wondered if she felt as good as she looked....
Get your mind out of the gutter, Davis, I chided myself. She's got a thousand passengers to look after. She's not going to have the time for a shipboard romance. You probably won't see her again for the rest of the cruise.
Still, I couldn't deny the fact that I wanted to see her again.
 
I wandered up to deck and avoiding the crowded pool area decided i could use a drink to bolster myself and head to the open bar that's topside, i smile and take the drink sipping wondering who i'll see next.
 
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