Somewhere off the Baja Coast
or the tale of Jody Stark and Dee Halleywell
It was no doubt the largest floating structure I had ever seen towering over the smaller boats tied to their piers. The SS America Gem was said to displace 100,000 tons. It spanned 1200 feet, and rose 200 feet from water line to mast head. It held 1200 passengers inside it's 600 double occupancy staterooms. I gazed in awe at the white and blue giant.
My wife had a slightly different reaction upon seeing the ship.
"My sister Janet spent four years in the navy serving aboard aircraft carriers. I was invited aboard her ship for part of a day."
The luxury this ship provided impressed us both. Four swimming pools, filled with the warm water of the South Pacific, allowed passengers to take a refreshing dip. These were located one at each end and two at mid ship. All were olympic size, 60 feet long by 40 wide. Movie theaters, concert halls, souvenir and gift shops, coffee shops were all there for the pleasure of the passengers. There was even a couple of fine restaurants for those who didn't wish to eat inside the main dining hall at fixed times. It would be free style cruise where one could make one's own entertainment on one's own schedule.
The idea to go on a nude cruise had come to me one cold winter morning while taking a personal day off from work. I was twenty-two back then and about four and a half years away from the chance encounter with Jody Stark on panties only night in the lesbian bar. In fact I was almost four and a half years away from moving out of my parent's home. The idea remained in a dark corner of my mind waiting until I could find a companion with whom I could share the experience. Jody needed no prodding.
The ship SS America Gem made the cruise down the Baja coast a few times each year starting in spring. At long last, after reservations made months in advance, we were headed out to sea.
Jody and I were two years into our marriage and having a great time together. First there was Hawaii and now this. The crowd had been gathering at the cruise ship terminal B street pier now for the past ten minutes. Hundreds of people milled around us.
Then the ship called the passengers to board. A giant steel stair case was towed out of a nearby shed and up against it's side. The jumbled mass straightened out into a single long line making it's way to the ship, up the stairs and onto the weather deck.
Though the sun was low on the horizon the evening was still quite warm. America Gem had been underway from San Diego for a few minutes. The city skyline was rapidly shrinking behind us.
"This is going to be a lot of fun."
"Yes it is," I said, "something I've always wanted to do."
Jody laughed at my comment. I laughed with her as she took my hand.
Passengers were walking along the deck in both directions or relaxing in deck chairs. Some were sitting pool side. Some like us just stood and looked out over the water.
My eyes roamed in all directions cruising the girls on board; port, starboard, ahead and aft. A few wore top and bottom underwear, some just the panties or swim suit bottoms. Most were fully nude by now.
Our cabin, located actually one deck down awaited us.
"I think we're actually standing directly above it hon."
"What number is it?"
"615," Jody answered.
Holding the diagram in one hand she moved her finger along the length of the deck while I looked with her.
"Come on let's go I'm dying to get out of these."
"I hear ya," she replied, "but be patient."
These consisted of a pair of shorts and a halter top, no underwear.
"I intend to wear absolutely nothing till we're going off this boat."
"You go girl," replied Jody.
Our cabin was gorgeous and equipped with everything we could want. On a counter top there was complimentary coffee pot. A lap top with wireless internet sat on it's own small desk. The double bed was soft with a colorful pink and blue pattern blanket. To the right were two cushion chairs facing the TV equipped with a DVD player and speakers.
"This bathroom is beautiful."
"I'll bet," I replied.
"I love the pink tiles. The shower is big enough for both of us."
Any desired DVD could be purchased at the ship's video shop. Some preferred music over watching TV. Audio disks including music and books could be purchased in the store adjacent to the video shop.
Nothing like being married to money I thought. Even in jest I could not say those words aloud. The last thing I could do was insult Jody Stark.
Naked at last I wanted first to go for a swim, then perhaps a little shopping. Our fare included a ship's credit card as use of cash was discouraged.
The warm water off Baja felt nice on my body as I lay face up doing a back stroke. Jody floated leisurely at my left hand side. Reaching the middle we stood in water up to our breasts.
Within a few seconds the seed was planted that grew into the worst fruit. Eventually I would come to wish that I had never sewn that seed.
