Chapter Ten

The next morning, Mary Ann woke up with the sun shining into the room through the window above the bed. She sat up, not bothering to cover herself, and closed the curtains a little so that the room was a bit darker. After that, she lay back down and put her arm around Gilligan, who was sleeping soundly. Last night had been wonderful. It was hard for her to believe that he was a virgin before then. He was so gentle and loving, and every moment she cherished. They were as quiet as they could be, and when they finished all they could do was lay there, hold hands, and stare into each other's eyes.

His snoring filled the room, but she didn't mind. Mary Ann messed with the small patch of black chest hair for a few moments until she stopped and softly kissed his shoulder. She shut her eyes and yawned quietly. She could hear laughter coming from the other room and sat up again, slowly, her eyes opening again. It was Ginger who had laughed first, and the rest had joined in.

Her eyes searched for a clock and when she found an alarm clock on the bedside table she looked at it. 12:23 p.m. Lunch time.

She shrugged and laid back down, looking at the ceiling. Her clothes were strewn on the floor, but she really didn't feel like getting up. She sighed, content, and relaxed. She looked over at Gilligan, who was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful, so angelic. She didn't want to wake him up.

Slowly, she stood up, trying not to make a sound and put her robe on. She walked over to the mirror and fixed her hair, since it had gone everywhere after the events of the night before. She wasn't very sore like she thought she would be. And the only reason she thought that was because of one of her best friends in high school. Before graduation, she and her boyfriend had sex, and Mary Ann being a curious virgin, she wanted to know about it. Her friend said that it had hurt when she sat in various positions and when she walked at times. She even ran at one point and stopped because it hurt too much. Plus the blood seemed to flow out of her.

I guess every woman is different, Mary Ann thought to herself. She walked over to her suitcase and opened it, pulling out a red t-shirt and a short jean skirt. She smirked to herself and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. She left the door open a crack, just in case, and proceeded to take off her robe. Her thoughts kept straying to last night. She wondered if they were too loud. Could everyone hear what they were doing? They were both virgins and sometimes virgins aren't always the most quiet people when they are having intercourse. There are times, when she was married to Herbert, that she wondered what it would have been like. For the both of them, it might've seemed a little forced, too rushed, or too rough, or too something. But with Gilligan, it was...amazing. She swore that after it had happened she had died and gone to Heaven. She could even hear the angels singing, although that was more than likely Ginger who had a tendency to sing, rather loudly, while she brushed her hair.

When Mary Ann got the knot on the robe undone was when she heard shifting in the sheets. She peered out of the bathroom and saw Gilligan stirring. A grin automatically went across her face when she saw his eyes open.

"Morning."

Gilligan opened his mouth to respond but all that came out was a yawn. The farm girl giggled.

"I'm judging by the yawn you slept well?" she ran a hand through her hair absentmindedly.

"Best I've slept in weeks." Gilligan sat up, relaxing against the pillows. Mary Ann wrapped the robe around herself. She decided the shower could wait.

"What did you think about last night?"

A grin formed on the first mate's face as he remembered. "Probably the best Christmas I ever had. Except for that one time when I was eleven and my brother gave me my first pocket knife."

"Well...which was better?" Mary Ann sauntered over to him in a Ginger like fashion, sitting next to him on the bed. "The pocketknife or making love?" she placed a hand on his chest, and his automatically flew up and held hers.

"I think...that making love is...well...it's better than a pocket knife."

The farm girl smiled, leaned forward a little bit, and kissed his cheek. "I agree." She whispered in his ear and kissed his neck a few times. His breath hitched and he bit his lip. The Kansas girl smiled, knowing that she had successfully found his soft spot. She nibbled it a couple of times and it made him moan quietly. Mary Ann pulled away, stood, and walked into the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower." She shut the door. Gilligan just sat there.

"Well that was a low blow."

...

"So I heard you two having a little fun last night." Ginger winked. Mary Ann's face turned beet red. Gilligan's hand froze in midair, halfway to his mouth, and his eyes widened.

"You what?" he forced out.

"Well, don't be so embarrassed. It's completely normal." The redhead stood and cleared away the dishes. "After all, I did give you two a room together." She giggled and walked out of the room.

"Well, now I really am embarrassed. If she heard us, that means the Howells heard us. And the Skipper. And the Professor. Oh," Mary Ann's hands flew up to her face, which was getting redder and redder by the minute. Gilligan thought it over in his head, shrugged, and then took a bite of his food. "You're shrugging. About all of our friends hearing us have sex the night before."

"Well, look at it this way, Mary Ann." Gilligan said, his mouth half full. "At least they know I'm not scared of girls anymore."

Mary Ann smiled and began laughing. "And this is why I love you." She kissed his cheek and walked out of the room.

...

"So, now that you two have...y'know...do you think marriage is next?" Ginger winked as Stay by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons began to play quietly on her radio.

"Ginger." Mary Ann slumped in her seat. "This is all going so fast, I can't believe it. We need to slow down."

They were in Ginger's office, looking over scripts for the movie star to choose from for her next film. The redhead's eyes traveled up to the mistletoe above this the doorframe and then back to the brunette. "Did he like the mistletoe idea?"

"Of course he did. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other when we were kissing. He was so passionate. You would've thought that he had made out before."

The movie star smirked. "At least you two have made out. Roy and I haven't yet."

"You haven't?"

"Nope. We decided to skip a step, if you catch my drift." Ginger winked.

"Seems like everyone's a busy little bee when they get together with someone new. How'd you get him to do it?" Mary Ann looked slightly amazed.

"I promised him he wouldn't get any of my bacteria." The redhead giggled quietly. Mary Ann rolled her eyes, smiling.

"I guess Mrs. Howell's plans of matchmaking finally worked, huh?"

"They sure did. And I'm so happy about it too."

"Me too."