Ginger smiled as her new husband carried her over the threshold of the hut. She gently kissed his lips as he brought her into the living room area. It took a good bit of work but the Professor's hut was transformed into a more livable space for the two newlyweds. Since they were husband and wife they were going to need a bigger hut to live in. Just like the Howells did although unlike the Howells they didn't have nearly as many things but still a bigger hut was in order.
Skipper and Gilligan had removed two walls of the hut and expanded it out to create a separate bedroom area which gave the Professor more space to create a work area for all his experiments. Ginger's vanity table was move into the new bedroom and a bigger bed was built for the couple. Mr. Howell at the guidance of Mrs. Howell was able to make a nice sized wardrobe for Ginger's gowns. Mary Ann had sewn some nice curtains from an old blanket that was found in the crate when the silent movie equipment was discovered. A few pieces of furniture were built as well including a chair and a sofa. A few end tables to put candles on and a nice book shelf for all of the Professor's many science books. Ginger marveled at how he could have so many books but did concede it was helpful that he did cause it sure got them out of jams.
It was a cozy place for the two and Ginger couldn't be happier. To her it was better than any fancy mansion in Beverly Hills. "I love you darling." She said to the Professor.
"I love you my beautiful starlet." He said kissing her lips. He then set her down and Ginger wrapped her arms around him resting her head against his shoulder. She sighed a happy sigh. "Darling did you ever think you would marry me?" She asked of him.
"I'll be honest." He said holding her close. "I actually wanted to marry you when I first saw you on the Minnow. My first words to you were almost Will you marry me?"
Ginger giggled. "I would have said yes." She replied squeezing him tighter.
"I don't doubt it." He said kissing the top of her head. "You would have enjoyed knowing that I was shocked you would say yes."
She lifted her head and kissed him once more. "I would have meant it." She purred. "You were very cute."
"You were and still are very beautiful." He said. "And I'm glad you still would say yes when I asked you to marry me."
Ginger gazed at him with heat in her green eyes. "Darling enough talking…" She said as she looked him up and down. She took his hand in hers and led him into the bedroom. Once inside she shut the door and grinned at her husband. "I have much better things in mind…" Her fingers went to his tie and undid it. She slid it off and threw it to the floor. Next she found the buttons on his shirt and began undoing them one by one. Her hands slid across his bare chest and her lips pressed against his.
The Professor held her closer returning her passionate kiss while his hands went around to the back of her gown finding the zipper yanking it down before going back up to her shoulders and pulling off the straps of the exquisite dress. He paused in the kiss as he slowly peeled the dress away from Ginger's body. His heart pounded in his chest at the sight of her. His entire body reacted to such a vision. His pulse raced and he felt a lump in his throat and was rendered speechless for a minute for two. He never saw a more stunning woman in his life. "I love you." He said finding his voice.
Ginger smiled and gently kissed his lips as she pushed his jacket off his shoulders and pushed his shirt from his body throwing it to the floor. She felt herself being lifted up from the floor and carried over to the bed where she was carefully placed down. The Professor leaned over her and caressed her red hair. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world to me. You always will be. I promise I will love you for the rest of my life."
"Roy you are the most wonderful man in the world." Ginger said tracing his jaw with her finger. "I will love you forever and ever."
The Professor captured her lips in a deep kiss which intensified. Ginger wrapped her arms around him and pressed her hands into his back. He began kissing her soft white neck and Ginger sighed. "Roy…darling…" The temperature in the hut seemed to increased by fifteen degrees. Ginger never felt such passion in her life. No one ever loved her as the Professor did. His hands explored every inch of her voluptuous body and she felt as if she was on fire. He excited her on several different levels she didn't think she could handle it. Finally total ecstasy was reached and they sunk down on the bed. Ginger lay back feeling happy and content. She snuggled closer to her husband laying her head on his chest. She had no words to say she couldn't think of any. Just lying there in her husband's arms was enough for her.
"Ginger?" The Professor said breaking the silence.
"Hmm?" She replied her eyes still closed basking in the glow.
"Did you know I almost didn't go to Hawaii." He said. "I actually had other plans."
"Really?" Ginger said her eyes opening and propping herself up on her elbow. "What happened?"
He sat up and brought her back to him kissing the top of her head. "I really liked this colleague of mine, Lisa Jordan." He began. "We went to banquets together and an occasional movie. I thought she liked me. She was a big art lover and I found out about this exhibit that was going to take place in this museum located in New York. I thought she would enjoy it. I managed to get my hands on two tickets and planned out the whole trip. Lisa was initially excited about the trip until.."
"Until what?" Ginger asked. "What was it?"
"Until I mentioned to her that it gave us a chance to elevate our relationship further." The Professor answered. "The look she gave me. Like I had just landed from Mars. She informed me that we had no such romantic relationship and she was sorry if I thought differently. I felt like a fool. I don't think I ever felt so stupid in my life. I told Lisa I was sorry that I misunderstood her feelings. I didn't feel she should miss out on the art show so I gave the tickets to her and she went with a friend of hers. It was after that my superior in the lab mentioned to me about a seminar in Hawaii. I jumped on it." He paused kissing his wife once more. "I decided it was best that I got away for awhile and plus I didn't want to face Lisa when she returned. So I packed my bags and took off for Hawaii."
Ginger smiled at him. "I'm glad that girl was stupid." She said kissing him.
"While I was there." The Professor continued. "I saw an advertisement for a Three Hour Tour on the SS Minnow. A tour of the surrounding islands sounded like fun plus I had hoped to bring back some samples to the botany board. So I bought myself a ticket. I climb aboard the ship and take my seat. A few minutes later this incredibly beautiful redhead appears before me and that was it."
Ginger giggled. "Darling I love you." She said kissing him once more. "You know I was almost sorry I went to Hawaii."
"You were?" The Professor said.
She nodded. "My agent at the time told me it would be great publicity to sing in a few nightclubs there. I did but I had a horrible time. The men were awful and the pay was lousy. To top it off I found out that an actor I had been dating cheated on me with another girl. My life just seemed a mess…then…" She said recalling the memory..
What a waste of a trip! Ginger fumed to herself. Cheap nightclubs with horrible men who just wanted to leer at her. Obnoxious odious owners who were letches! Lousy pay and then to find that no good jerk was seeing another girl behind her back! That louse! Always stealing from her, mooching off her…why did she even bother with that creep!
Her eyes scanned the paper searching for anything that may help take her mind off of everything even if for a little while. Come join the fun on the S.S. Minnow! A three hour tour of the islands of the South Pacific! Free Lunch included! Well that sounds like it could be fun. Ginger thought to herself. Three hours out on the water not having a care in the world. Surely no one would bother her there. It would be more private. She picked up the phone and dialed the number listed on the ad. "Hello I would like to book a passage on the SS Minnow…Tomorrow at 10? Perfect…Thank you so much. Oh yes of course…Ginger. Ginger Grant…Yes..thank you. Good bye."
The next day Ginger arose putting on her white robe. It was a sunny and bright. A smile when to her face knowing she had the whole day to herself. She went to the closet in the hotel she was staying at. Not a whole lot to choose from. Mostly evening gowns…always had to look like a star. That's what Marty said. There was a knock on her door and she went back into the living room area and opened the door. "Hello." A pleasant looking man said. "I have the gown you requested to be cleaned last night." He said.
"Oh yes." Ginger smiled. "Thank you." She took the gown and gave the man a tip who wished her a good day. She recalled she had sent it out the night before to have cleaned as some creep spilled a drink on her. "I guess I will just wear this." She said since it was probably the only clean dress she owned at the moment.
Ginger went to her bedroom and changed. She packed up her bags. She had decided that she would go on the tour and then have a quiet dinner by herself for a change before taking a flight back to Hollywood. Gathering up her belongings she went left her room and checked out of the hotel. The clerk called a car for her and it brought her to the Marina. The driver helped her out of the car and took her suitcases out. A lanky red shirted male came running up and offered to carry her things on board. She smiled at him and said thank you. She walked up the ramp wearing her dark sunglasses and a large blonde male greeted her and welcome her aboard. She said a thank you to him and looked around to find a place to sit down. Her eyes landed on a male with sandy brown hair busy writing something in a notebook. She removed her sunglasses to get a better look at him. Not bad. She thought. He's cute.
The Professor squeezed his wife. "And that is when I looked up seeing your beautiful self standing there looking like a heavenly vision. You said a hello and my only thought was Marry Me."
"I told you darling." Ginger said tracing his chest with her finger. "I would have said yes." With that she kissed him once more and things turned steamy again very quickly.
About an hour later, Ginger was placing kisses on his bare chest. "Darling how was that?" She asked of him.
"You are a woman of many talents." He answered. "Many extraordinary talents."
Ginger grinned and pulled herself up placing a kiss on his lips. "Roy do you remember our conversation on the Minnow?" She asked of him.
"Naturally." He replied caressing her hair. "I was working on my book when you peaked over and noticed the title.
"Fun with Ferns?" Ginger said reading the title page.
"It's a working title." The Professor answered feeling a bit flustered by the gorgeous woman sitting next to him. That perfume was making him crazy it was so seductive.
"I like it." Ginger remarked. "I like ferns. I have one back home."
The Professor turned his head towards her. "You do?" He asked surprised.
"Yeah." She said with a smile. "I keep it outside in my courtyard. I named it Charlotte." She added. "I don't know why I named it but I just felt like I needed to give it a name and well Charlotte is the name of my grandmother. My father's mother. She is known in our family as the plant lady. She loves flowers and all kinds of different plants. She even has a vegetable garden."
The Professor smiled. "She sounds like an interesting lady."
"She is." Ginger said. "I haven't seen in her awhile though. I miss her. She is getting on in years but you wouldn't know it. She's so active. You know she is the one who inspired me to go into show business?"
"She is?"
"Yeah. She used to be heavily involved in the community theater. And she loved to sing. She taught me you know." Ginger said fondly. "Grandma was a terrific teacher. Very patient and she always said I had natural talent. She taught me a lot about acting too."
"Sounds like you two were very close." The Professor said.
"We were. We still are." Ginger explained. "I call her whenever I can and she comes to visit when she can, it's just that I haven't been able to get away. I was hoping when I got back home I could spend some time with her. What about you?" She asked. "You close to your family?"
The Professor nodded. "I am close with my father." He said. "We share the same interests and my grandfather, he is the one who got Dad into science and he passed that interest on to me. I always found it fascinating. You know." He smiled. "My grandfather was also an archeologist. He took me on a few exhibitions with him when I was a kid. I thought it so incredible finding those ancient artifacts and knowing the history behind them."
"Do you get to see your grandfather much?" Ginger asked.
"I do." The Professor answered. "However like you with your grandmother I haven't had much time to spend with him."
"Maybe when you get back home you could get together with him." Ginger suggested. "By the way where do you live?"
"Ohio." He answered. "I suppose I could give him a call. He is a great man, just like my father."
"Does he know about the book you are writing?" Ginger questioned.
"He does." The Professor replied. "Actually my father is the one who encouraged me to write it. I know it's probably not going to be a best seller but perhaps someone would find it useful."
Ginger smiled at him. "I'll read it." She said.
"What?" He said staring at her in disbelief. This incredible woman was interested in reading his book? She wanted to know more about ferns? He felt like pinching himself to make sure this was not a dream.
"Why not?" She said. "It would be helpful to me since I do own a fern. Maybe I could get more and learn how to take care of them."
The Professor was about to say something when he felt a raindrop and then noticed the sky had clouded up and the sun was no longer shining. "Looks like a storm." He said.
"Oh." Ginger said noting the darkened sky and soon felt a raindrop on her arm. Then another then another. It soon started raining harder.
"I recall." The Professor said. "As soon as the Skipper instructed us to head below deck, you grabbed a hold of my arm."
"I had heels on." Ginger said grinning. "You didn't want me to slip on the wet deck and hurt myself did you?"
"You did slip but I ended up catching you and from that point on you refused to leave my side." The Professor said. "We sat below deck with Howells and Mary Ann. You cuddled up close to me."
"You put your jacket over my shoulders so I wouldn't be cold." Ginger said.
"I couldn't allow that." He said kissing her lips. "You then fell asleep next to me."
"It was wonderful." She said resting her head against him. "And when we got shipwrecked, I was so scared but you were so calm and logical it made me feel better."
"Is that why you always ran to me?" He asked. "I remember when that weather balloon was discovered and you women thought it was a monster. You ran straight to me and clutched me tightly and you never really did let go of me even after the fact."
"Let go of you?" Ginger said slyly. "Why would I want to do that? Darling any chance I had to get my hands on you I was taking."
"That would explain the movie kiss." He smiled.
"You were kissing me too." Ginger reminded him. "It wasn't all me."
"I know my love." He said.
"Remember when we first kissed?" Ginger smiled. "Out in the jungle to keep that horrible Duke away from me."
"I remember that very well." He answered. "You were a very convincing. I couldn't help but hope that the things you were saying were real."
"Darling they were real." Ginger said. "I meant every word. And I know I didn't have to kiss you but I couldn't help it. You kissed me back."
"You weren't the only one who couldn't help it." He said. "You looked so beautiful in the moonlight I couldn't resist."
Ginger pressed her lips to his and let go. "Darling you are never going to be able to resist me. Not ever."
He wrapped his arms around her and their passion commenced once more.