Relaxing Vacation
She stepped aboard the cruise ship, and looked for her room. She unlocked the door,
dropped her luggage on the floor, and heaved a huge sigh. This is gonna be great, she
thought. A whole week of sun, fun, and relaxing at the pool surrounded by hot guys. Wow…
She took a short nap while the rest of the passengers got on board. A couple of hours later
she was refreshed. She changed into her bikini and went out to scope the members of the
male species lounging by the pool. She had just reached the pool, when the cruise ship
crashed into something. She toppled over with a scream and landed in the pool. No one
else was in the pool except for her. Everyone was startled by the noise of the ship and by her
scream, but then they started laughing. Until the ship shuddered. Then the pool began to fill
up with a light-brown substance. She tried to wade to the edge to get out, her only goal to
get back to her room and live down the embarrassment. Suddenly, she realized that the
water was congealing around her. She couldn’t move! Then her nose caught on to a familiar
scent… honey! She was trapped in honey! Those jumbo-sized tubs of honey they keep in the
kitchens must’ve exploded when we hit whatever it was that we hit, and now it’s leaking into
the pool! I’ve got to get out of here!
A voice rang out over the speaker: “Sorry bout that, folks. That reef came out of nowhere! Ha
ha, well, we’ll be on our way again shortly…”
She waded to the edge and dragged herself out of the pool, with peals of laughter echoing
after her all the way to her room. She jumped into the shower, and miserably washed off the
sticky honey covering her body. Tonight’ll be better. I’ll wear that sexy dress I brought along,
hit the dance room, and grab me a guy! …after a short nap.
When she woke up, it was already nighttime. She slipped into her short, nearly backless black
dress and stepped outside into the cool night air. She headed over towards the dance rooms
when she heard shouts behind her: “Hey, it’s the honey-girl! Ha ha!”
She picked up speed, and ducked into the nearest room. Whew, I finally got away from those
jerks. I hope no one recognizes me in here…
She looked around, and decided to walk over to the bar, where she would get a drink, and
hopefully get picked up by some cute guy. And, sure enough, soon after her drink arrived, a
cute guy did show up. They danced for a bit, and got along terrifically. Around midnight, he
gave her a small box.
“Open it,” he said. Inside was an engagement ring! She didn’t know what to say… except yes.
Of course I’m gonna say yes, this guy is hot! Plus, he’s really nice, and I don’t think I’m gonna
find someone this nice ever again. We can learn all about each other later.
They went to the onboard chapel and got married in a quick ceremony. They then went back
to her room. She sat down on the bed and smiled. He took off his pants. She gasped. He’s
a she!
“Oh my God… get out of my room!”
“What?”
“You’re a girl!” she protested, backing away from him/her/it.
“Well, of course! What, you think a guy’s gonna be in a lesbian-only dance club?”
