Reminder that this story was written quite a few years ago and there are changes at Disney since including riding in the front of the Monorail which is no longer allowed.
He let me sleep till about four o'clock and then he decided it was time for round two at Disney World. For me it was more like round five, but he's a man so he only gets one at a time. Damn I'm glad I'm a woman. Anyway, after we christened the sheets in our suite again we showered and started getting ready to go. I put on some shorts and a tee shirt. That's acceptable wear almost anywhere on Disney property. I was sitting on the couch tying my shoes when he came out of the bedroom and my mouth dropped open.
Of course, he looked good…sexy fine good, but that wasn't why. He had on cream colored cargo shorts, a blue Ocean Pacific tee shirt and sneakers...yea, no black. He kept his word to me and was introducing color into his wardrobe on this vacation. I almost jumped him and took him back to bed. I got up and reached up and put my hand on his head. He laughed.
"Wow," I blinked. "You're hot in black. In shorts you're…"
"Want to go back to bed," he raised a brow at me.
"Yea," I said and started tugging his shirt up over his head.
He laughed and put his hands on mine and pushed his shirt back down. "Stephanie, you need to eat. We need to go to Disney World. That's why we're here."
"I thought we were on our honeymoon," I said suspiciously.
"We are," he agreed and tugged me against him. "But you haven't eaten since breakfast at the airport. I know you're hungry. The bean is hungry. We need to eat or we won't have enough energy to practice making more babies."
"Harrumph," I grunted.
"What does that mean?"
"What we did wasn't baby making practice," I said seriously.
"Can it result in baby making," he raised a brow at me.
"Yea," I nodded, "but the way we were doing it wasn't for the abject purpose of making more babies…or practicing the ability to make more babies. It was purely for sky rocketing orgasms."
"No kidding," he chuckled.
"Laugh away hot stuff, but we're still in the room and my panties are getting wetter by the second."
He pushed me away to arms length. "We are leaving the room."
"Why? Are you getting raw?"
He laughed, "No. But I am getting hungry."
"Wow," I blinked. "This is a first."
He grinned and grabbed my hand. "Where do we go," he said as we left the room and headed for the elevator.
"Downstairs and to the main building so we can catch the monorail on the second floor," I said.
"Then let's do this thing."
There weren't many people waiting for the monorail. As a matter of fact we were the only ones there other than employees. I might have thought we were at the wrong place, but there was this uniformed conductor looking guy. He was waiting there near the tracks. I figured he knew what he was doing. We didn't even have to wait long. We were there only seconds before the monorail pulled up.
"Want to ride in the front," the guy grinned as the family who had occupied that car got out.
"Seriously," I blinked
"Seriously," he laughed.
"Yes please," I giggled and I would have been jumping up and down, but Ranger was holding my hand and I think I saw him roll his eyes. I got into the almost empty car and took a seat and Ranger sank down beside me. The front car is kind of weird. You don't notice it so much when you're sitting still, but when you're moving…it's freaky. It's almost like you're suspended in air over nothing. You don't notice it so much in the other cars, but in the front one…you can definitely see how narrow the track is versus how wide the monorail is. It was exciting and a little bit scary. The engineer guy assured me that it was very safe. He even gave us some little monorail pins to wear. I was thrilled, Ranger…not so much.
We got off the monorail and waved goodbye to the engineer and went down the sloped sidewalk to the ground below. At the bottom of the ramp we veered left and went through security before heading past the ticket booths straight for the turnstiles. At this time of the day not many people were entering the park. It was almost five o'clock and more people were leaving than entering. I saw that as a good thing.
I could see Ranger checking the perimeter. I rolled my eyes and tugged at his hand once we passed through the turnstiles. "We're at Disney World Ric. We're in the friggin Magic Kingdom. You do not have to assess the situation to determine our security. We're safe here."
He shook his head with a slight smile, "Babe, its habit."
"I know," I smiled and stood on tiptoes to kiss his cheek, "but we're on vacation. We're on our honeymoon. Relax and enjoy it, please."
He laughed and put his arms around me and kissed my head, "all right. Where to first?"
"We need a map," I said seriously.
"I thought you'd have it memorized by now," he grinned.
"I would," I admitted. "But I was too excited. If I'd had time to plan I'd have it all mapped out."
"I know," he kissed me again, "but I wanted it to be a surprise."
"Okay…I'm surprised. Now, let's go in."
He grinned, "Let's go in."
We entered the tunnel that was under the rail road tracks that carried the Magic Kingdoms antique steam powered trains around the park and grabbed a map as we went. I even grabbed one in Spanish. I was trying to learn it so I'd know all things he whispered to me when we made love. I had a feeling much of it would make me blush, but I still wanted to know.
Ranger grabbed a map in English and swapped it in my hand, "you're not here to work."
I shook my head at him. "We have two hours till our dinner reservation. What do we do first?"
"Why don't we shop," he grinned at me. This whole street is lined with stores. We can have it sent back to our room or to the main gate and we can pick it up on our way out."
"Sounds good," I nodded.
"Why don't we stop at that kiosk and get some popcorn or ice cream first though," he suggested. "We need just enough to tide us over till dinner."
"To quote Lula," I grinned up at him, "that mess is just gonna piss me off."
"How about a hot dog then," he suggested.
"Sounds good," I nodded.
We ate hot dogs we got from Casey's Corner. We sat outside so we could look around and just soak up the atmosphere. The hot dog meal came with fries and a drink. I got the small one, I didn't want to ruin my dinner and Ranger did the same. After we finished eating we headed back through the restaurant and into the first set of shops. We wandered through the shops and picked up a lot of items. I shook my head when we got to the check out. We had to sort it into two piles. One pile would be sent to our room, the other pile would be shipped home. And more shocking than that, Ranger picked out most of it including things for the bean.
We finished the first side of the street and figured we'd have just enough time to walk up and make our fifteen minute timeline for our dinner reservation. We checked in and took a seat in the already slightly crowded waiting area and people watched. A couple of the Princesses came out to entertain old and young alike. I got a picture of Cinderella with Ranger. He was mid eye roll, but I was giggling.
Dinner was tremendously good. I started with the corn & crab soup and Ranger had the BLT salad. We shared both, but I finished mine. Then I had roasted Prime Rib with grilled asparagus and roasted fingerling potatoes in a cabernet sauce. Ranger had the pan grilled salmon with whole grain pilaf and asparagus in a rosemary-lemon honey. I let him have a bite, but that's all. Then we shared a chocolate crème cheese buckle. I say we shared it, but he only got a couple of bites. On the plus side, he still has all of his fingers.
It was almost eight thirty by the time we walked out of there. Now I had a different kind of sated. I knew I wasn't ready to ride any thrill rides so the big three mountain rides were out. No Space Mountain, Splash Mountain or Big Thunder Mountain Railroad. Instead we wandered over to the Haunted Mansion and rode that, then by some miracle I talked him into It's a Small World. We headed for Tomorrowland next. We rode Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin a couple of times before going for a nice sedate spin around Tomorrowland on the Tomorrowland Transit Authority or the TTA.
We rode it through at the nice pace watching the world go by and just relaxing and kissing and I giggled and he grinned. We were just leaving either the Carousel of Progress or Space Mountain (the TTA takes you inside the rides on the perimeter) when I got the tingle. My eyes grew wide and I gasped.
"What," Ranger frowned.
"Shit," I sighed.
"No," he shook his head adamantly, "no. We're not doing this."
"I can't help it," I winced.
"Babe…we're on vacation. We're on our honeymoon."
"I know," I sighed.
"We're not even in the suck zone."
"I know," I agreed with a nod. "It still happened."
"No," he continued to shake his head.
"I got a tingle Ranger."
"No…you did not just get a tingle of the 'this isn't good' variety. I don't believe it."
I sighed heavily.
He groaned and slouched down in the seat.
That's when I knew he was as excited about being at Disney World as I was.
The next words came in almost a pout, "What was it?"
"I don't know. Let's go around again."
When we got to the unloading area Ranger asked the guy if we could do it again and he nodded and closed the gate to our car. A few moments later we were whizzing off along the elevated rail ride with the breeze blowing my ponytail back and Ranger's expression becoming more and more grim by the second.
This time when I saw it, I knew what it was. When we got off, Ranger pulled the guy aside and told him we needed security to go around with us.
The guy frowned but paged someone from Security to come up. Five minutes later, the ride was shut down for the night. The Magic Kingdom had its first murder. Cinderella never stood a chance.
A man in a suit walked briskly over to us about half an hour later. "Mr. and Mrs. Manoso," he said offering his hand to Ranger first. "I'm Jack Margolis. I'm head of Security here at Walt Disney World."
"Yes," Ranger nodded, "it's nice to meet you Mr. Margolis."
"It's Jack."
"I'm Ranger."
He nodded, "I'd ask how you're holding up, but according to my sources you should be handling this just fine. We're not doing so well on our end though."
"I'm very sorry," I said anxiously. To tell the truth, I was terrified they'd kick us out and tell us to never return. I hadn't even eaten my way around the World Showcase at EPCOT yet. They couldn't kick me out yet.
"Mrs. Manoso, this is not your fault. You didn't murder her did you?"
"Oh no," I said aghast. "And I'm Stephanie."
He smiled, "I'm happy to meet you."
I leaned forward, "she's not the same Cinderella we had at dinner, is she?"
"No," he shook his head.
"Do you have a time of death yet," Ranger asked.
"Er no," he frowned.
"Has anyone done a liver temp?"
"No," he frowned again. "Mr. Manoso…Mrs. Manoso, may we speak frankly?"
"We'd prefer it," Ranger nodded.
"Come with me please," he said and led us inside the Carousel of Progress. The entire park was emptied of guests. It was well after midnight and I didn't even get to see the fireworks. "We police ourselves here. We've never had to deal with anything as severe as murder. We've had a few stolen cars, a couple of cases of assault, some petty theft, but we've never dealt with anything that would be of this class. Our force is qualified by the state to do it…you understand, but we don't really know what we're doing here. I've run a little background on you. You are qualified."
Ranger sighed, "We're on our honeymoon."
"I know. I wouldn't ask if I didn't feel I really had nowhere else to turn. You're known for your discretion. I need help. We need help. It would be very difficult for us to explain this to the media without repercussions. We need to deal with it quietly."
"But…"
"I will make it worth your while. You and your family will be able to come here for up to one month every year for free…from now on. We'll also offer your staff a substantial corporate discount. We'll offer a fifty percent discount to all your staff…for the rest of time," he sighed. "It's a very generous offer."
I nodded at Ranger adamantly.
Ranger smirked. "I'll need to bring in some staff. You need to get a liver temp. Is there anyone here qualified to do that?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"Get that so my staff can give us a time of death. My men and I will need to have the run of the place."
He nodded, "of course."
"And we'll need some space to work. Do you have anything? We'll need to be onsite and we'll be bringing in some equipment. It will need to be somewhere that is remote so nobody will notice our equipment. But it can't be so remote that it will look odd as we come and go."
"Of course, I've been authorized to offer you rooms in our new facility for anyone you'd want to bring in as well as the conference rooms and everything below. Everything on the top level is three bedroom home away from home suites. The floor below is a mix of two bedroom and studio home away from home suites. There are conference rooms on the second floor. The facility is scheduled to open to the public in September of this year. We will stop work on the building while you're investigating. It's ahead of schedule anyway. You'll pretty much have the entire building to yourself except for maid service. Will that be acceptable?"
"We'll need to interview any maids that are allowed in," Ranger said seriously. "We have to eliminate them as suspects before we allow them to be around our evidence."
"Of course," he nodded.
"I'll put together a team. In the meantime, if you've got a couple of evidence collection kits, Stephanie and I can start now."
"Yes of course," he waved a security guard over and gave him a run down and requested the kits.
"I need to make some calls," Ranger sighed.
At five am we finally went back to our suite. I dropped the evidence kit on the floor and flopped face down on the bed in exhaustion.
"I'm sorry Babe," Ranger groaned.
"Me too," I managed over the muffles.
"I'll make it up to you," he promised rubbing my back.
"You always do," I sighed and turned toward him. "Who's coming?"
"Mitch, Tank, Cal, Brian, Woody, Gabe, Manuel and Jenna," he said with a sigh as he tugged my shorts down.
"The dog girl," I asked.
"She's a cover," he shrugged.
"What," I frowned.
"I need Manuel. I need everyone to blend in at the parks. So they're all bringing their spouses or girlfriends or whatever. Manuel doesn't have a girlfriend, so he's coming with Jenna if they don't kill each other."
"Why would they kill each other," I frowned.
"Because Manuel said that Jenna let her dog contaminate some evidence," he explained.
"Did it," I blinked.
"Well, he collected the evidence. He's a blood hound. He carried it back in his mouth. Manuel thinks it's contaminated, but that's what these dogs do. They had a big fight…verbal only of course. But they pretty much got into each other's faces. Hal said it was hot. Hal and Marilyn Dinks broke up so he's probably feeling like he… Anyway," he continued after seeing my raised brow, "they were going at each other pretty hot and heavy. Apparently he kept calling her Cookie and she didn't like it."
"Cookie," I raised a brow.
"Hal said Manuel told him it was because she smelled like cinnamon and snapped like Ginger. He figured she'd know if he called her Ginger Snap, so he called her cookie. Hal thinks he has a thing for her…a sexual thing," he grinned.
"Hal needs to get laid," I shook my head.
"Find someone to fix him up with," he said with a smile.
"I'm running out of people Ric. How many single friends do you think I have? I'm almost thirty-one for God's sake."
"Okay Babe," he rolled his eyes. "Anyway, she's training the dog to stay and call so someone can collect the evidence properly in the future, but it's a new idea…it may take a while."
"Is she bringing the dog?"
"Yes and no," he said. "She's bringing the dogs, but they'll be housed at the local fire station while we're here. She'll visit them there."
"Okay," I nodded.
"And they're bringing a crime unit truck up from our Miami office and dropping it off. We need the tools. Greta promised she'd load it down. They can't spare anyone from that office right now, too much is going on. I was lucky to get the truck."
"You do know you own the truck, right," she raised a brow into the mattress.
"I do," he said with what I was certain was an eye roll, "however, they have their own cases to deal with."
"I'm sure," I yawned.
"In any case, they're coming in pairs for a reason. We're just going to blend right in," he sighed tiredly.
"Right," I snorted.
He tapped my ass. "We have to."
"Who's coming with Mitch and Brian then," I frowned.
He grimaced, "your OBGYN, Kate is coming with Brian and Mitch is bringing someone else you know."
"Who," I frowned.
"Your second cousin Ali," he shook his head. "It was your father's idea."
"Actually, that's a good match," I shrugged. "Ali's a former Navy Seal. She got a medical out after a shark attack on a mission."
"Seriously…a Navy Seal," he blinked. "There aren't that many female Seals."
"She's a badass," I nodded.
"I'm looking forward to meeting her," he nodded.
"Not too much I hope," I said and rolled toward him.
"No…not too much," he said and proceeded to rock my world.