Young, Wild and Married

Chapter 17-Lingerie On A Toy Store

My vacation's almost over. I'll be going back to school in a week or two. Meaning I may not be able to update the story or any of stories fast. I'll try my best to update frequently though.

Anyway, enjoy! <3

Chapter 17—Lingerie On A Toy Store

Our stay in Hawaii passed by in a blur. Andrew and I would sleep separately. We didn’t have to go play Jack en Poi to know who would use the bed. He volunteered to sleep at the couch of the hotel room instead. At least we wouldn’t have to argue on who would sleep in the bed. The bed was massive but I’d insist on having pillow barriers. Having pillow barriers would mean no pillow for both of us though.

Every day we would go out of our hotel room and explore what Hawaii has to offer. Why would we keep ourselves in our hotel when we can grab the opportunity to explore the place? You can have sex like normal honeymooners. That won’t happen. We went to Kualoa Ranch and tried horseback riding on our second day.  I was scared at first imagining the horse would hate me and would purposely kick me out of his back. Thankfully, Andrew assured me that those horses were tamed and good.

We went to see Honolulu, Pearl Harbor and USS Arizona on our third day. Seeing the historical place amazed me. It’s not that I’m amazed by the fact that World War II had occurred but just seeing the place made me realize and appreciate the world’s state now. There may be a few brawls at some places or a lot of misunderstanding but at least the world isn’t in total chaos.

On our fourth day, we went to Kaneohe Bay Sand bar to snorkel again. I wouldn’t be bored of snorkelling here in Hawaii, I guess. Even without the masks on, the water was so clear I could make out school of fishes underwater. But of course, with the mask on, the beauty under water is much more visible. You would actually think you were watching Animal Planet. We also visited the Oahu Grand Circle on that same day. 

We spent our fifth day exploring the Volcanoes National Park.  I had to admit the thought of being close to a volcano scared the shit out of me. Call me paranoid because I am. I must have watched one too many Final Destination movies. What if the dormant volcanoes suddenly decided to become active and blow right when we paid them a visit? Luckily, it didn’t happen. Andrew was actually laughing at me when he found out about my not-so-good thoughts.

We then watched the night show at the Polynesian Cultural Center that night. It was awesome! People doing the fire dance and all. I was scared they might burn themselves but they kept themselves alive until the end of the show. I had to give them credit for that.

Earlier today, Andrew and I did some parasailing. I wasn’t really as excited as Andrew. That’s saying quite a lot. I was actually shaking when they were attaching all the necessary harness and whatever they call it on me. I was about to ask if I could back out but Andrew was shaking his head in disapproval. He was teasing me and just wanted me to do it.

I would have killed him if I hadn’t enjoyed it. It was nerve wrecking but totally worth it. I felt like flying when we were up in the air. He was holding my right hand while I was holding his left. He was squeezing my hand reassuringly while we were about to be lifted. He kept on telling me to shut my mouth and just enjoy because I was screaming at the top of my lungs with my eyes shut.

When I felt like we were already at our highest, I slowly opened my eyes and saw that we were like several feet up in the air. By several feet, I didn’t mean ten feet or even twenty. I’m saying more than that! I was squeezing Andrew’s hand as tight as I could. I swear I felt like I almost stopped the circulation of his blood on his left hand. I’ve been expecting for him to let go since my grip must have hurt him but he didn’t. He would just squeeze it reassuringly once again. I’ve loosened my grip on his hand when our speed and our elevation were stable.