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Pinger galore! Enjoy!

Ginger woke up from her pleasant nap and smiled. She and the Professor had gone out and purchased some more clothes and other necessities when they returned she was feeling tired and decided to lie down as it was a tiring day.

Ginger turned her head and heard the water from the shower be turned off. She heard the scrape of the curtain rings against the rod as the Professor had stepped out. The door opened and he walked out wearing a green towel around his waist.

Ginger grinned at the sight. Moisture on his toned chest…his hair rumpled from when he dried it with a towel. It turned her on completely. She slowly got up from the bed and advanced towards her husband.

He looked up and saw the beautiful red head coming towards him with that look he knew all too well. "Ginger." He said slowly backing away. "Ginger…please…I need to get dressed…"

"I like what you have on now." She purred placing her hands on his shoulders taking in the scent of the soap on his skin.

"I..I'm not wearing….I mean..I just have a towel…"

"Exactly." She said bringing herself closer.

Before he could say another word, Ginger wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips against his in a deep kiss. Try as he might, he knew that it was absolutely pointless to try and fight her. It only encouraged her more. The Professor gave in and put his arms around her waist pulling her even closer. Her dress was pulled off her body and his towel was lost. The pair fell back down on the bed kissing passionately.

Ginger ran her fingers through his hair and she whispered breathlessly to him.."I love you.."

His lips moved down to her breasts and Ginger's head went back moaning with pleasure. "Oh…darling…Professor Hinkley…" She sighed as his tongue touched her erect nipple causing a thrilling sensation to run through her core.

She bit her lip as his hand found her causing her intense pleasure. "Yes…Oh God…Please…don't stop….darling Roy…"

He had no intention of letting up on her and his lips went back to her breasts. Ginger felt as if her whole body was set a flame. Her breathing became short and rapid turning into pants. "Roy….Oh Roy…" She couldn't hold it back any longer and she cried out in ecstasy.

Before she could bask in the afterglow of her sensual experience, she gasped feeling him inside her. Ginger clung to him tightly closing her eyes giving into him. She cried out his name over and over…pleading with him for more.

The bed creaked beneath the two and the headboard hit against the wall hard. "Roy! Oh yes! Yes!" She felt her passion building more and more until it finally exploded.

She sunk down on the bed smiling with satisfaction and cuddling up close to him. "You are wonderful…" She said kissing his ear. "So incredibly wonderful…what you do to me…"

The Professor put his arm around her enjoying the attention she was giving him. "You my dear are pretty marvelous yourself." He said caressing her arm.

Ginger grinned and placed a kiss on his lips. She set her head back down on his chest. Something occurred to her. "Darling…we are alone."

"Yes." He said.

"I mean…alone…as in no one is going to come barging in needing you for one thing or another.."

The Professor pondered this. "That is true. No Gilligan or Skipper to come rushing in asking my assistance for something or telling me about whatever they found on the island."

"Just us." Ginger purred.

"Whatever shall we do?" He asked smiling at her.

Ginger leaned over and kissed his lips. "I'm sure we can think of something…" She said sensually.

He took her back in his arms and their lovemaking started up again.

Later that evening

Ginger sauntered into the kitchen to find her husband at the stove. She went up behind him putting her arms around him. "What's smells so heavenly?"

"Besides your perfume?" He replied.

She giggled. "Yes…besides that."

"I'm making you dinner. Spaghetti and meatballs."

"Mmmm…sounds delicious." She said as she let go. "Definitely as welcome change from the endless seafood and coconuts."

"Yes it is.." He paused as he turned and saw what his wife was wearing.

The Professor shut the stove off and set the spoon in his hand aside. "Isn't that the shirt I had given Mary Ann to wear for bed?"

"I took it back." Ginger said with a smile. "You are mine. I'm the only one allowed to wear any article of your clothes."

"Jealous?" He asked of her with a grin.

"No." lied Ginger. "Okay a little…well you never gave me a shirt to wear." She said pouting as she fiddled with the buttons on the shirt he was wearing.

"Dear…why would I have done that? You weren't in need of anything."

"Professor!" She said in a mock scandalized voice.

"That orange sheet nightgown suited you just fine."

Ginger tsked at him. "Gee and here I thought you were a gentleman…"

"Not when it comes to you my love." He said pulling her to him.

Ginger circled her arms around him as he kissed her.

The kiss broke and his eyes went over her. "You do look much better in that shirt than Mary Ann did."

"I do?" She smiled at him.

"Much." He said kissing her again. "I never had the urge that I do right now to rip that right off.."

With that her shirt was torn off and she found herself on the kitchen floor with the Professor on top of her. Ginger's body was set on fire again as he made the most passionate love to her. She couldn't think of anything except how much she loved him and didn't want any of it to end.

"Roy…Oh yes Roy…" She cried.

"Ginger..beautiful Ginger…I love you so much…" He whispered in her ear.

The two reached their climax and sunk down on the floor. Ginger brushed her fingers through his hair smiling. "I thought you were making me dinner.." She grinned.

"I thought we would start with dessert." He said kissing her again.

Ginger giggled as he nibbled on her neck. "That tickles…stop that..." She squealed and gently pushed him away. "I think you had enough dessert." She said.

"I never get enough of you." He said kissing her again.

He then lifted her up carrying her back the bedroom them both forgetting about dinner. Ginger was set down on the bed and their passion ignited again.

Island

"Mrs. Howell! Mrs. Howell! Guess what! Mary Ann said yes! Mary Ann said yes!" exclaimed Gilligan.

"Oh how marvelous!" Mrs. Howell squealed. "I'm so happy!"

Mary Ann arrived behind Gilligan. "It was so sweet of you to give Gilligan a ring to give to me."

"Oh don't mention it dear." Mrs. Howell. "I knew that he would come around sooner or later."

Mary Ann saw the Skipper and ran over to him. "Guess what! Gilligan asked me to marry him! I said yes!"

The Skipper's eyes went wide and he smiled. "Wow! That's great! Congratulations!" He gave the farm girl a hug and let go. "I'm happy for you."

The Skipper went over to Gilligan. "Congratulations Little Buddy!"

"Thanks Skipper." Gilligan smiled.

Mr. Howell arrived and saw the scene. "What is going on?"

"Oh Gilligan and Mary Ann are engaged!" said a delighted Mrs. Howell. "Isn't that wonderful Thurston dear!"

The older man smiled. "It's splendid! We need to celebrate!"

"We shall have a party! An engagement party!" She took Mary Ann's hand and hurried her off to plan the party.

Scott watched the events from the jungle and smiled. Mary Ann got her sailorman. He was very happy for her. And for Gilligan. He deserved a wonderful girl like Mary Ann. Someone who loved him as much as she did. To his amazement he didn't feel any bit of jealously. He supposed he just accepted things were never to be with Mary Ann. It was for the best.

He walked out and went up to Gilligan. "I heard all the excitement. Congrats." He said shaking his hand.

"Thanks Scott." Gilligan replied. "I hope you are not…"

"I'm fine. Really. Mary Ann belongs with you. I can accept that. She's a great girl and I hope you both will be very happy."

"Will you come to the wedding?" asked Gilligan.

"Me? You want me to…"

"Why not? I..consider you a friend. I know that I acted like a bit of a jerk with the whole stay away from Mary Ann…"

Scott laughed. "You didn't act like a jerk. You acted like a protective boyfriend. It's okay really. I completely understand where you were coming from."

"You're not mad."

"No I'm not mad. It's okay. Forget about it."

"So will you come to the wedding?"

"I'd love to." said Scott.

"Great!" said Gilligan. "Wait till you meet my friends…especially Skinny Mulligan.."

Scott laughed to himself as Gilligan launched into yet another one of his many Skinny Mulligan tales.

Hawaii

"That was delicious." Ginger said setting down her fork.

The pair finally had broken away from each other after realizing how hungry they actually were for something other than each other.

"Glad you enjoyed it." The Professor said clearing the dishes.

"I didn't know you were such a good cook." Ginger commented taking a sip of apple juice. "You never cooked on when we were on the island."

"Never had the time." He said setting the dishes in the sink.

Ginger nodded. "True. The Skipper and Gilligan kept you pretty busy with so many things."

"It wasn't just that." The Professor said sitting down and pulling Ginger onto his lap. "I was afraid if you found out I could cook, you and Mary Ann would come up with several different schemes for you to enter my hut and entice me into cooking."

Ginger laughed. "Funny." She said resting her head against him. She was quiet for a minute than spoke. "Why did you send me away that night?"

"What night?"

"When I did come to your hut. You sent me away."

"You mean the whole thing with the attaché case?"

Ginger nodded. "Why did you send me away?"

The Professor sighed. "I was afraid of getting my hopes up."

"Hopes up?"

"You know that song Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow?"

"Yes. What about it?"

"The lyrics were going through my head. And I couldn't help but think…would you still love me the next day? If I had actually allowed myself to…would you still feel the same away or would it just be one night."

Ginger snuggled closer. "Roy…I didn't come to your hut for that stupid case. I really did want to be with you. I only pretended to go along with Mary Ann's plan. It gave me an excuse."

"I wanted to be with you. I just wasn't sure if it was real."

"It was." Ginger said kissing him. "I always wanted you." She circled her arms around him kissing him softly.