Chapter 19
A Game of Th/ongs/
Darren Surge's Adventure
The next day Whitney left my room. I gave her a hug goodbye. It was odd, one minute I'm infuriated with her and the next minute I like her a lot. Almost miss her even.
Anyway Ash was back in the room today. We hadn't bonded together during this trip like I initially expected, mainly because of my actions of ignoring him in favor of other pursuits. He sat down at the table where I was eating some food and drinking a beer later that night.
"What are you doing tonight?" he asked.
"I don't know. Not anything at the moment."
"Well tonight there is a 'guys only gathering.' Brock called for it and a lot of the guy pokemon trainers are meeting up at the stern of this ship. Whadduya say? You coming?"
"Sounds pretty gay,' I jested. "What's it about anyway?"
"I don't really know to be honest. Brock has kept it a secret."
My interest was piqued.
"Sure I'll head on down. What time is everyone going?"
"Pretty soon like now."
I chugged down the remainder of my beer and headed out with Ash to the unknown.
The night air was calming and invigorating at the same time. The poignant smell of ocean salt entered my nostrils. All was quiet except for the humming of the Cruiseship's engine and the waves it inevitably created from it's movement.
We made our way to the stern of the ship where Brock was huddled with a group of people. Some I recognized like Brendan, Barry, and other trainers.
"Ok guys," Brock announced in his doofy voice. "Tonight we are going to have some fun!" He smiled.
"Tonight is the night we earn our stripes, and us men will rule again!"
We all waited in anticipation of what he had in mind .
"Tonight…we are going… on a PANTY RAID!"
I choked on my own spit. There was a few laughs, a few snickers, and somehow a few cheers from the small crowd.
"Brock your at it again you perv," I responded. "This has to top the list of the most asinine, idiotic, and juvenile things you've ever came up with or done. And that's saying a lot."
"Oh come ooon Darren. This is practically a national past time! We've been on this ship for how long and it's starting to get a little stale. Let's have some real fun tonight and spice things up a bit!"
I give him credit, he was starting to make a convincing argument, but the whole thing was still impractical.
"And how do you suppose we even get into chick's rooms? Let alone know where they all even reside," Ash butted in.
"Looky here." A devilish grin came upon Brock's face. If his eyes weren't already always shut they might have closed at this point because of the wideness of his smile. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a bunch of papers.
I grabbed one of the papers and scanned it.
On the paper was a map designating where every female on the entire cruise ship roomed.
I couldn't help but laugh. "Wow Brock you really outdid yourself this time ya freaking stalker."
Ash scanned a paper as well. "You even got Agatha's room down? She's like 80 years old man what the hell?"
"Hey, I'm not here to judge what people are into," Brock replied smoothly.
"Ok…," started one of the trainers I wasn't familiar with. "That doesn't explain how we're going to actually get into their rooms."
"You didn't let me finish," Brock stated. He whipped out of his pocket a blue and white card.
"What's that?"
"It's a master card key. It can open up any room on the ship. I snuck into Drake's captain's quarters and swiped it and then made copies."
The entire group of us were silent in awe and disbelief.
"Well now that I've got you on board with my little game, now it is time for the selection process where each person is assigned girls for whom your objective is to of course, steal their panties."
"The person who steals a piece of lingerie from each of the girls on their list wins. I'll be able to tell if you stole more then one from a certain person based on their sizes."
Brock had a list of names and we all went one by one through the order like a draft, picking who we wanted.
I wound up with a decent list of girls. I avoided picking girls I already hooked up with as I felt it would be awkward stealing from my friends. Besides I already got in their pants why would I want to take their pants so to speak. My list was Skyla, Candice, Sabrina, and my first choice… Misty. Sabrina was my last choice but there was no one else good to choose so I picked her despite what I had heard about her weirdness.
I took the card key from Brock and followed the map on my way to my first victim Skyla.
Arriving at room 209, I swiped the card key on the detector of the door. I turned the handle and the door opened slowly revealing nothing but darkness. I crept in as quietly as possible, and managed to see my way around due to a faint light coming from one of the doors.
I opened a door hoping I stumbled upon the bedroom but it was just a closet.
'Hmm,' I thought to myself. 'I better check if that room with the light on is her bedroom. If she's in there and awake I'll have to leave the house for now until later.'
I tip toed to the door and pushed it open slightly. It was not her bedroom. It was a bathroom.
Skyla was in the bathtub with her eyes closed and with lit scented candles surrounding her.
Her large breasts were poking out of the water and were smothered in a soap that made them glisten. Her pink nipples were erect and were calling out for someone to touch them.
'Holy fuck does she look hot,' my mind raced and a bulge in my pants grew. I very badly wanted to crawl into that tub and cuddle with her.
I snapped out of that thought. Sure, there was a small chance that she would be ok with a random stranger breaking into her room and walking into her bathroom while she was naked. But there was a greater chance that I would get in trouble for it.
I left the room and hastily entered the last door which had to be the bedroom. I snuck in, shut the door, and turned on the light. I opened draw by draw searching for where she kept her underwear.
'Found it'. I contemplated whether to take one of her double d bras or her sexy underwear that hugged her wide hips. I settled upon a light blue laced bra because I wasn't sure if any other girl outside of Whitney had as big of knockers as Skyla; maybe it would give me some bonus points in Brock's eyes.
I left Skyla's cabin with my treasure and headed over to my next victim, Candice.