Our James.

Episode 19: A blossoming betrayal!

The ship gently turned into a small bay and began the process of anchoring just off shore. Lunch was announced and Tristan pushed James into line to get some food.

"I'm so hungry!" James exclaimed.

Rose and Dale joined them and she handed James a bottle of water.

"Drink this, James! All of it!"

"Is it punch rum? - Hey! This is water!" he said frowning at the bottle. Rose frowned at him until he began drinking.

"Wow! He's more than a little drunk!" Dale said, leaning in to speak with his wife.

She grimaced and Rose leaned in closer as well.

"That girl Tracy got to James on the dance floor while I was distracted. She... had a little happy time rubbing against James while he danced."

"And James was ok?" Rose asked with surprise.

"I don't think he even noticed. He was so into the music and so tipsy." Tristan grinned and Dale joined her shaking his head. Rose looked at him with concern.

They entered the makeshift galley and loaded up their plates with salads, burgers, and chicken. James finished up his bottle of water and carried his heaping plate back out to the seating area. He dug in as the other's joined him. The food was very good and James was enjoying it though he was keeping an eye out for the waiter with the tray of rum punch.

The line of guests waiting for the food passed fairly close to where they were seated. Tristan recognized two of Tracy's friends, a blond and a redhead, but saw no sign of Tracy. She got up and walked over to speak to them.

"Hi! How is Tracy?"

The young women smiled at her. "I think the big man ruined Tracy for Gary, her boyfriend back home," said the redhead with a crooked grin.

"Boyfriend?" Tristan blinked.

"Oops!" the blond giggled at her companion.

"Seriously, how is she? She looked a little desperate when we rescued her." Tristan insisted.

"Rescued her? From the way she's talking about it we cheated her from experiencing complete and utter nirvana!" the redhead griped.

"So truthfully, is he human or is he a sex robot sent back through time to fuck us to death?" Blondie purred as she eyed James hungrily.

"I can think of worse ways to go!" her companion said.

Tristan was feeling a little defensive of James. "He's just a sweet man who's had too much to drink. Normally he's far more reserved and shy."

The girls looked at her incredulously then burst into loud laughter as they moved along to get their food.

Tristan returned to her group and once more leaned in to speak with Dale and Rose. She confirmed James was still focused on his plate.

"Tracy is upset, I stopped her from passing out from... too much... fun! Her friends think James is a machine sent from the future... to fuck women to death." Dale snorted and covered his mouth with a napkin to stifle his laughter and Rose looked like she was actually considering the possibility.

While James eating had slowed down and he was looking a little groggy!

"I think James needs a nap." Rose said.

"This isn't that kind of ship." Dale said looking around at the lively group.

Tristan saw some guests being ferried to the beach where they were laying out on the sand. "Why don't we take a trip to the beach?"