Over the ship-wide announcing system the captain announced, "all hands make preparations for pulling pierside."  A soft chuckled rang out, "and all hands on exposed surfaces of the ship, make sure you are wearing clothing to eliminate the possibility of being seen by any wandering children.  Thank you."

    I stirred, what was that sound?  I listened for the sound to return.  I felt the ship shudder as the engines spun slowly.  The ship shook slightly.  Three minutes past with me lying there silently, my eyes half-closed; my mind a hazy cloud; poised on the cusp of consciousness and sleep.  Ten minutes later another announcement rang out, "the ship is docked." 

    I sat up, we were pierside.  Price raised his head and looked at me, his tail thumping slowly against the carpeting.  He tilted his head as if to say, "gonna walk me, huh, are you? Please."  I could almost hear the word 'please' spoken as to drag the word out for ten seconds.  "Pleeeeeeeeaaaasssssssseeeeee."  I had to chuckle softly.  I stood up and made my way to the bathroom.  I was like Prince in one respect, it seemed.  I flushed and dropped the toilet seat back down; back where it belonged. 

    I emerged from the bathroom.  Prince was sitting by the door, eyeing me, still begging with his eyes.  "Let's go, boy," I said. 

    Price wagged his tail. 

    I opened the door and Prince bounded from the room.  The exuberance of a puppy evident in his gait.  I followed him as he made his way down the hall and up the stairs.  I passed a man wearing shorts and he stopped me, "sir?" he asked.

    "Yes?" I was not expecting to see anybody wearing clothes in the depths of the ship.

    "Didn't you hear the announcement?  We are pierside and the captain has instructed us to wear clothing.  It allows people from the shore to visit without the discomfort of being around naked people and if any kids are present, it protects them."

    It made sense, I had not even thought about it.  "Thank you."

    "I'll walk the dog and bring him back to you."

    Again, "thank you."  With that, I turned and made my way back our stateroom.

    Collette was sitting up, rubbing her eyes when I entered.  "Morning."

    "Good morning," I smiled.  "We are pierside. I was just stopped on my way topside to walk Prince when I was stopped and advised to don some clothes." I shrugged, "I hadn't thought that we'd be seen by anybody wandering the docks."

    Collette giggled, "good point."  She looked at the alarm clock by the bed, "we slept well," she stated.  "I thought we'd be awake to watch the ship being tied off."

    "We did get in pretty late."

    "Yes," she acknowledged.  "I'm going to shower.  Go make sure Travis and Melinda are up."

    "Yes, mistress," I said.  As I wouldn't pass any exposed parts of the ship, I immediately turned and left the room as Collette climbed from the bed and padded into the master bath.

    I made my way to the stateroom that Travis and Melinda had been given. I knocked on the door and waited for an answer.  Thirty seconds passed before I knocked again.  "Hello?" I asked, "anybody up?"

    I heard a thump behind the door.  A fem moments passed and finally the door swung open.  Travis was rubbing his eyes, his dark hair unkempt.  He groaned a "bonjour," and then yawned, his hand covering his mouth.

    I pointed towards the shore and shook my head up and down.  I didn't speak French and Travis did not speak English, but I got my point across.  "Oui," he said.  He held up ten fingers, closed them and held up ten more. 

    I understood and nodded.

    Travis shut the door and I returned to my stateroom.  Collette was in the shower and I made my way into the bathroom.  I spoke loudly, making sure I was heard of the falling water, "they were asleep," I informed Collette.  "Travis indicated they'd be ready in twenty minutes."

    "Good," Collette said as she washed her hair.  "I'll be right out and then you can shower."

    "Okay."

    Collette finished bathing and emerged from the shower.  "Your turn," she said.

    I climbed into the shower, the hot water washing over me.  Showers were wonderful things and I felt fully awake as I finished washing my hair.  I climbed from the shower and returned to the bedroom.  Collette was dressed in a light floral dress and as she spun around, she showed me that she was not wearing panties.  "I'll have fun later," she said with a grin.

    I had to agree.  I dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a white golf shirt.  Collette had set the clothes out for me.  I imagined how it must be to be in the military.  Every day you knew what you were going to wear; nothing ever changing.  It was kind of like that when Collette set out clothes for me to wear.  I had to admit, if only to myself, that I liked it.  I combed my hair as Collette curled hers.  Collette dabbed a small amount of makeup on her gentle face and then asked if I was ready.

    I nodded.

    "Good," she smiled.  "Let's go get Travis and Melinda and Prince."

    Collette and I made our way to the cabin that Melinda and Travis shared.  They were dressed as Travis had promised and together the four of us made our way to the pool deck.  Prince stood there wagging his tail with his mouth open in a doggy grin that said, "it's about time!"  He barked once and ran to Collette's side.  He circled her body twice, barked again, and then sat down next to her with his tail wagging happily. 

    "Ready to go, boy?"

    A lone bark of agreement.

    With that Collette said, "We're off."  We made our way to the aft end of the ship, Prince keeping pace and dancing happily; ready for an adventure.  A large metal gangplank had been set up to allow the crew  to leave the ship and return at the end of the day.  We left the ship and made our way away from the boat and further into the island. 

    Melinda spoke to Collette and Collette replied. 

    Collette looked at me and said, "Melinda is just wondering what we're going to do today?"

    "That's a good question.  What do you have plColletted?"

    "I figure that we can start with breakfast and then head down to the beach."  She smiled, "I love the beach and I bet Prince will have fun frolicking in the waves."

    Hearing her mention food I realized how hungry I was, "sounds good to me." I smiled back at her.  Like there was any doubt that whatever she came up with wouldn't sound good to me.  Whatever Collette wanted is what I wanted; her happiness was paramount.

    She led us along the beach.  We walked on a sidewalk with small shops selling towels and bikinis, suntan lotion and cold beverages.  The beaches of Tahiti was a well traveled tourist destination and the shops along the beach proved that fact.  Young men and women speaking both French and English.  Hearing the locals speaking French made me wonder if perhaps that was one of the reasons Collette had selected Tahiti, thinking that Melinda and Travis would feel more comfortable with the locals speaking their language. 

    Prince kept pace, sniffing anything he could and marking his territory frequently.  We had a leash with us, but currently he was unleashed.  If he became unruly we could tether him, but currently he was being very well behaved and so he had some freedom.  

    She led us to a small hole-in-the-wall restaurant.  The smells that drifted to us were heavenly and my stomach grumbled in appreciation.  Prince barked once and then spun a lazy pirouette as the smells tantalized him.  He panted and then barked once more.  Collette turned and we stopped outside the restaurant.  Small white, plastic tables were set in a recessed alcove with plastic chairs surrounding the tables.  Green plants were hanging from umbrellas that were covering the tables.  We took a seat at one of the tables with Prince dropping down to lay between Collette and I.

    A young boy, no more than twelve came out and handed each of us a menu.  He spoke French and Melinda, Travis and Collette all replied in kind.  I looked confused and Collette ordered papaya juice for me as well as a glass of water.  He was there for drink orders I realized when he turned away.

    We perused the menu.  I could read nothing and asked Collette if she would order for me.  She agreed, as I knew she would, and I folded my menu and set it on the table in front of me. 

    The young boy returned and delivered our drinks. He took everybody's order and then disappeared through a maroon door that led deeper into the restaurant to fill the order.

    Off to my left the sky was the ocean; white-capped waves crashing noisily on the beach.  A dog barked which got Prince's attention.  He perked his ears up, wondering if he would get to run with the source of that sound.  His tail thumped once against the concrete, a simple, single "please." He looked at Collette with dark, intelligent eyes.  That look spoke volumes and Collette said, "no," shaking her head at him.

    Prince understood and dropped his head to his paws where he shut his eyes and napped.

    The waiter returned with our breakfast.  I had no idea what it was that Collette had ordered for me, but there was definitely cheese in it and I could taste what reminded me of curry.  It was good and spicy and I thanked Collette for ordering it for me.  Collette tasted what I had and I tasted what she had ordered, something with chickpeas and eggs.  Collette liked mine better and so we traded; anything to make her happy. 

    Travis and Melinda finished their meals and we took turns sneaking food to Prince who was definitely appreciative.  We finished eating and paid the check and finally left the restaurant; the day spread out before us, full of opportunities.

    "Where to?" I asked.

    Collette smiled, "to adventure." 

    I looked at her quizzically and she smiled.  "There is a cove about ten miles from here," Collette said, still smiling.  "You can swim with dolphins there and I thought that that would be a good way to start the day."  She looked over at Melinda and reveled what she wanted to do.

    Melinda perked up and was very agreeable, nodding and clapping.  She had never swam with dolphins and had only seen them in real life as they played tag with Collette's ship as it raced over the waves.  Travis nodded, equally interested.

    Prince barked though he didn't know why. 

    We hailed an orange and black taxi.  It took about ten minutes before a cab stopped that would allow Prince to accompany us in the vehicle.  He was still a puppy, but he already had the look of the powerful animal he would become as he aged.  He was wagging his tail as he climbed into the back seat of the taxi.  The driver, a dark skinned man with long, curly hair and deep black eyes asked, "whey to?"

    "Chanupa's Cove," Collette said, searching her memory for the right location. 

    "Swim wif de dophins?" English was not his primary language, but we were able to understand what he wanted to say.

    "Yes, Collette said, "Swim with the dolphins."

    "Good tim," the driver said, nodding.  "No busy dis tim a year.  Yes, you hab good tim."

    Collette smiled at him, enjoying his accent.  He ran on and on about the island and how we would have such a good time swimming with the dolphins.  He drove quickly, occasionally honking his horn to alert others to get out of his way.  The way he figured it, he was larger than the pedestrians and so he had the right-of-way.

    We drove along the coast, staring at the south Pacific as it stretched out to eternity off to our left.  White-capped waves seemed to salute us as they raced towards the shore.  I was in the back with Travis and Melinda while Collette rode up front.  I spotted our ship pulled pierside and it dwarfed all the other ships pulled pierside with the exception of a huge luxury liner.  Not bad, I thought. 

    We were in the taxi for about twenty minutes when the taxi stopped.  The driver said, "here's you is.  Dat'll be fit teen dollars."

    I paid the man, handing him thirty.  "Keep the change, sir," I said. 

    "Tank you," he said.  "Anytime you needs a ride aks for Arlan."

    Thinking of our guide in Italy I asked, "how much to hire you for the day?"

    I could actually see him thinking.  "Tree hunerd."

    I handed him four hundred dollar bills from my wallet and said, "here you go.  Be ready to go when we are."

    "Tank you!" He was beaming as he pocketed the cash.

    The four of us made our way underneath a wooden hut with a straw roof.  Fires burned above four Tiki posts, lighting the entrance into the building like a runway.  Collette led us into the building and approached the counter where an elderly man was busy sweeping the floor.  He looked up at his customers, smiled a toothless smile, and said, "hello, hello.  Welcome, welcome."

    We had been warned about it not being tourist season and there was not a single person present besides the four of us and our host. 

    "Hello," Collette returned his smile.  "We'd like to swim...."

    "...with the dolphins," he completed her sentence.  "Well, you have come to the right place.  Nobody here and the dolphins are hungry.  Come," he said, setting the broom aside.  "Follow me."

    As we followed him out the back door I wondered how many times he has said the same spiel.

    We were led past four round pools interconnected with narrow straights.  There were about three dolphins swimming in each of the four pools.  As we approached the dolphins became interested and began squeaking a high-pitched, playful tone.  They knew why we were there and they were happy about it, or so it seemed to me.  Melinda squealed in response to them and clapped her hands together.  Our escort took us to a octagonal platform that served as a central access point to the pools.  "Stop here," he said. 

    We stopped.  The man pulled on a rope and revealed a live well that held fish.  He lifted a net that was hanging vertically on a post behind him and scooped out a net full of fish.  He deposited the fish, still flopping, into a cooler and then returned his attention to us.  "Okay," he said.  "Cos be fitty dolar ahead.  That okay, yes, yes?"  His head jerked around, looking at all of us. 

    "That will be fine," Collette said. 

    "Good, good.  You gots swim cloths?"

    Melinda and Travis had swim trunks under their clothes and undressed down to them.  Collette and I did not.  At her command, I stripped naked.  The man eyed me suspiciously and then shrugged.  Seeing his response, Collette pulled her dress over her head and kicked off her sandals.  She and I were naked, but ready to swim.

    Our host called two dolphins to his side with a handful of fish.  They chirped and poked their heads out of the water, their mouths open. He fed them both and then directed Collette and I to dive into the water.  I jumped in, diving over the pair of dolphins. Collette jumped in behind me.  The two dolphin chirped and then turned from the dock and swam over to us. One dolphin circled both Collette and I while the other swam between us, chirping happily. 

    "Grabs on," our host said.

    I looked at Collette and watched as she gripped the dorsal fin of the dolphin that had swam between us.  As soon as Collette grabbed the dolphin, the dolphin swam away, pulling Collette with her. Collette laughed as she was pulled through the water.  She felt the strength of the dolphin in her hands and was awed by it.  Water washed over her smiling face.  She was laughing as the dolphin pulled her around the tank. 

    The second dolphin swam to me and waited until I grabbed hold of its back.  Immediately I was taken on a ride around the pond, the two dolphins swimming fast circles with their two riders in tow.

      Collette and I continued our ride as our host called two dolphin from the next pool with a handful of fish. They swam to him and chirped happily.  He fed them and then had Melinda and Travis jump into the pool with them.  I heard Melinda squeal in delight as she began her first lap around the pool on the back of a dolphin.

    Travis and Melinda and Collette and I were pulled around our tanks countless times.  When we fell off the dolphin circled us until we once again gripped their fins.  The dolphin seemed to enjoy the exercise.  I grew tired and let go and swam to the pool's edge.  I climbed from the water and the dolphin I was riding came up behind me and pushed me from the water.  The dolphin chirped as if to say, "here you go."

    I climbed to my feet and walked two steps and grabbed a handful of fish.  I fed the dolphin.  The dolphin stood up on its rear fin and danced away, chirping happily. 

    Collette climbed from the water next and said, "that's tiring."

    I yawned and agreed.

    Melinda giggled as she finished riding her dolphin. 

    Travis tried to straddle the dolphin that had been pulling him around the pool and slipped.  He fell sideways and hit his head on a wooden plank that made part of the dock that Collette and I were standing on.  Melinda screamed and released her dolphin and swam to Travis' side.  He was unconscious and bleeding from a large cut on his forehead, just above his left eye.  He sank below the water as Melinda reached his side.  "Travis," she screamed.

     Our host jumped into the water and helped Melinda pull Travis to the edge of the pool where Collette and I were waiting to pull him from the water.  We lay him down on the wooden deck. I checked if he was breathing and was happy to find that he was.  Our host climbed from the water and fetched a first-aid kit from the main building.  He returned and bandaged the ugly cut on Travis's face.  "He be okay," he said.

    Melinda stood next to us, breathing heavily, her fingers clutched into tight fists.  She was mumbling under her breath and I imagined that she was praying that he would be okay.  

    Travis moaned and opened his eyes.

    Melinda fell to her knees and clutched Travis to her.  

    Travis moved slowly, moaning slightly and it took him a few moments to realize that he was out of the water.  He spoke softly and Melinda replied. Collette looked at me and translated, "he asked what happened and Melinda told him."

    Melinda refused to let go of Travis.  She had seen his life flash before her eyes and she did not like the site.  She was holding him for him and she was holding him for her and finally Travis pushed her away to struggle to his feet.  The white bandage over his eye had already turned pink. 

    "You go to doctor," our host said.  His voice was tight and I had to wonder if the island nation of Tahiti was as litigious as our home nation; did our host see a lawsuit dancing behind his eyes?

    Collette nodded, "yes, that is a good idea."  She spoke to Travis and Melinda and then turned to me, "let's go."

    We left the pool deck and made our way to the parking lot where our hire was waiting.  He climbed from the taxi and opened the door for us.  "What happened?" 

    "To the hospital," Collette said, not answering his question.

    "Aye."

    With the four of us inside the cab, the driver sped away.

    It took three minutes for our driver to stop the cab outside the emergency room entrance of a local 24-hour clinic.  We climbed from the taxi and led Travis inside.  The emergency room was empty and we were immediately approached by a middle-aged woman wearing light green scrubs.  "What seems...." she trailed off seeing the red splotch of gauze affixed to Travis's forehead.  She grabbed Travis by the arm and said, "this way please."

    Travis was led through a set of brown double doors.  A young woman sitting behind a desk held a clipboard up and asked, "who gets this?"

    Collette took it and said, "I'll take care of it."  She turned and spoke to Melinda in French and the two women sat down to fill out the paperwork.  Collette asked Melinda the questions she did not know the answers to and Melinda replied.  It took nearly ten minutes for the two women to fill out the required forms.  Collette had checked cash as payment method, not knowing what the insurance requirements were for Tahiti; cash was always easier.

    Melinda paced nervously, waiting for Travis to return from the hidden back.  She walked to the double doors that Travis had disappeared down and did not see him.  She looked at Collette and spoke agitatedly.  Collette replied, trying to calm her fears; ease her mind. There was nothing that she could say that would make her feel better, Collette knew.  She would have to have Travis back at her side to ease her tension and make her feel better.

    Twenty minutes later Travis returned, his head freshly bandaged.  The doctor came out and told us that he had to have seven stitches and that his dressing had to be changed twice a day for next two days. 

    We thanked the doctor and paid the bill.

    Melinda had her arms wrapped around Travis, not wanting to let go of him. 

    He let her hang on.

    A few minutes passed and Melinda finally released Travis.  She pushed him away, looked at him with a motherly gaze and then clutched him to her chest again.  She was speaking to him; I didn't recognize the words, but the tone was unmistakable.  She was greatly relieved and didn't want to let him leave her side again.  She was being overly protective and she didn't care.

    Collette and I simply watched Melinda soothe her nerves by hugging Travis.  We were silent and both of us were relieved that it had turned out to be a relatively minor injury, all things considered.  We were lucky. 

    Melinda finally released Travis and together the four of us left the hospital.  We returned to the taxi and our driver asked, "okay? Yes, yes?"

    "Yes," Collette replied.  "He will be okay.  Thank you."

   "Good. I worried.  Don't like be worried."

    I had to agree, "me neither."

    "Where to now?" our drive asked.

    Collette looked at Prince who had stayed inside the taxi with the driver while Travis was tended to said, "a park."

    Prince barked in agreement.  He must have known we were talking about him.  He was wagging his tail and panting happily. 

    "Yes, ma'am."  The driver put the car in gear and drove us to a large park  I didn't see any other dogs present.  The driver stopped, "good park.  Dogs allowed."

    "Thank you," Collette said.

    "I wait here, okay?"

    "Yes.  Thanks."

    With that, the four of us climbed from the taxi, taking Prince with us.

    Prince barked happily and bounded into the park.  I called after him and he stopped and turned to face me. His panting face said, "what?" 

    I had to laugh.  Shaking my head I said, "stay close."

    Prince stayed put and waited until we caught up with him.  Collette lightly rubbed his coat and he took that as an excuse to chase the butterflies that were flying gingerly near by.  He ran after them, barking and snapping at the delicate white butterflies.  He didn't catch any and in response he rolled on the flowers that the butterflies had been resting on.  He was content as his hips twisted on the hard dirt.

    The four of us slowly walked around the park, keeping an eye on Prince. He was following us, keeping a distance, like a teenager forced to go anywhere with his parents and not wanting to be seen with his parents.  He was a great puppy and he was panting happily. 

    We stopped for ice cream; the four of us sitting on the grass and watching Prince when Travis shook and fell backwards.  He had passed out.  The wound on his head was bandaged nicely, but the day was turning out to be too much for him.  Melinda shrieked as Collette lightly slapped him awake.  He sat up slowly, groggily; wobbling slightly.

    Collette spoke to Melinda and Travis and then said to me, "were' going back to the ship."

    I nodded in complete agreement.  I called to Prince and he stopped chasing unseen insects and returned to our side.  He was panting happily and he looked happy.  "Come along, boy," I said as the four of us with Prince at our side, made our way back to the taxi. 

    Our driver was waiting dutifully.  "We go now?"

    "Yes.  Back to the ship please."

    "Yes, yes."  He drove back to the ship.  "We here."

    We thanked our driver and I asked if he would return the next day.  He agreed with relish.   We watched him drive away as the four of us, with Prince tagging along, walked along the ship to the gangplank.  Collette ordered Travis to visit our doctor to have his head checked on and Melinda seemed in agreement and would guarantee that he was well taken care of.  It dawned on me hw well we got along with Travis and Melinda and I was thankful that they had agreed to accompany us on our trip.

     Collette and I made our way to the master stateroom.  A piece of paper was tacked neatly to the door.  Collette grabbed it and read the note.

    Mistress,

    I made some phone calls and have found some people willing to take care of our caged guests for a considerable sum of money.  Let me know and I will finalize the arrangements for you. 

    The captain had signed his name in a flowing script. 

    Collette read the note, reread it, and then handed it to me.  "Call the captain and have him make the arrangements."

    "Yes, mistress," was all I said.

    I crossed the room and picked up the phone.  A young voice greeted me, "yes, ma'am."

    I smiled, the operator assumed that since the call originated in Collette's stateroom that it was Collette making the call.  "Hi," I said, not bothering to correct the operator.  "I'd like to speak to the captain, please."

    "Right away, sir." She corrected herself.

    The phone rang and the captain came on the line, "captain."

    "Hi, captain," I began.  "Mistress Collette has requested that you make the arrangements to take care of our guests."

    "I'll get it done," he said.  "I will arrange a meeting for tomorrow evening."  The last word was spoken with a questioning tone.

    "That should be fine." I thanked him and hung up the phone.  I reported to Collette that the captain would arrange a meeting for tomorrow evening and she agreed. 

    Collette undressed and made her way to the bathroom.  I heard the shower start and with a smile I stripped and joined her.  She smiled at me.  I grabbed the soap from her hand and slowly I lathered her naked body.  I bathed her and she purred.  The water fell over our bodies, hot and steamy and comfortable.  I rubbed her pussy with my hands and her legs parted softly.  She gripped my shoulders and pushed me to my knees.

    I sank down and replaced my hand with my tongue. I lapped at her moist sex, the water of the shower spilling over my body and into my eyes.  I shut my eyes and continued pleasuring her with my tongue.  Collette fell back against the shower wall and spread her legs every wider.

    I lapped at her sex forcefully, my tongue sinking into the moist confines of her pussy. She gasped and moaned and gripped my hair, holding me against her sex.  She held me against her and as my tongue continued its pleasuring ministrations, she came loudly, bucking against my face.  She screamed and hitched and sank even lower against the tiled wall.

    "Yummy," she said.

    I stood up and smiled down at her. 

    "It's been a long day."

    "Yes," I agreed.

    "I'm going to bed."  She yawned then and climbed to her feet.  She turned the water off and the two of us dried off.  We padded into the bedroom and climbed under the covers. 

    We were asleep in minutes.

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