James Landis Story Chapter 19

James Landis Story Chapter 19



Tristan was suddenly at his side, pushing through Tracy's guard. She saw Tracy's desperate look, the girl was about to pass out, and pulled a couple of her friends in to support Tracy as Tristan gently pried James's arms from her. James was still caught up in the music and pulled his new dance partner in close as Tracy was led away by her wide eyed friends.

As she was taller than Tracy, Tristan didn't have the trouble of being lifted off her feet but James's body was still pressing hard on all the right places. The song was ending and James was coming out of his musical daze.

He opened his eyes and smiled at Tristan. They parted and he assumed the flush on her face was from the dancing. He felt pretty good himself.

I feel tingly, he said. As he blinked and realized his head was spinning a little.

Tristan led him back to the bench and handed him the towel to wrap around himself. She saw the crew had begun setting up for lunch and breathed a sigh of relief. She needed to get some food into James.

The ship gently turned into a small bay and began the process of anchoring just off shore. Lunch was announced and Tristan pushed James into line to get some food.

"I'm so hungry!" James exclaimed.

Rose and Dale joined them and she handed James a bottle of water.

Drink this, James. All of it.

"Is it punch rum? Hey! This is water!" he said frowning at the bottle. Rose frowned at him until he began drinking.

"Wow! He's more than a little drunk!" Dale said, leaning in to speak with his wife.

She grimaced and Rose leaned in closer as well.

That girl Tracy got to James on the dance floor while I was distracted. She... had a little happy time rubbing against James while he danced.

And James was ok? Rose asked with surprise.

I don't think he even noticed. He was so into the music and so tipsy. Tristan grinned and Dale joined her shaking his head. Rose looked at him with concern.

The entered the makeshift galley and loaded up their plates with salads, burgers, and chicken. James finished up his bottle of water and carried his heaping plate back out to the seating area. He dug in as the other's joined him. The food was very good and James was enjoying it though he was keeping an eye out for the waiter with the tray of rum punch.

The line of guests waiting for the food passed fairly close to where they were seated. Tristan recognized two of Tracy's friends, a blond and a redhead, but saw no sign of Tracy. She got up and walked over to speak to them.

"Hi! How is Tracy?"

The young women smiled at her. "I think the big man ruined Tracy for Gary, her boyfriend back home," said the redhead with a crooked grin.

Boyfriend! Tristan blinked.

"Oops!" the blond giggled at her companion.

Seriously, how is she? She looked a little desperate when we rescued her. Tristan insisted.

Rescued her? From the way she's talking about it we cheated her from experiencing complete and utter nirvana! the redhead griped.

So truthfully, is he human or is he a sex robot sent back through time to fuck us to death? Blondie purred as she eyed James hungrily.

I can think of worse ways to go! her companion said.

Tristan was feeling a little defensive of James. "He's just a sweet man who's had too much to drink. Normally he's far more reserved and shy."

The girls looked at her incredulously then burst into loud laughter as they moved along to get their food.

Tristan returned to her group and once more leaned in to speak with Dale and Rose. She confirmed James was still focused on his plate.

Tracy is upset I stopped her from passing out from... too much... fun. Her friends think James is a machine sent from the future... to fuck women to death. Dale snorted and covered his mouth with a napkin to stifle his laughter and Rose looked like she was actually considering the possibility.

While James eating had slowed down and he was looking a little groggy!

I think James needs a nap. Rose said.

This isn't that kind of ship. Dale said looking around at the lively group.

Tristan saw some guests being ferried to the beach where they were laying out on the sand. "Why don't we take a trip to the beach?"

Once James was done eating they made their way to the small boat which took them to the strip of sand. They laid out their towels in a quieter section and James nodded off immediately. Dale decided to take the opportunity to catch some sleep as well. Soon all four of them were enjoying the peace of sleeping on the sand.

Ninety minutes later the ship sounded its horn indicating all guests needed to re-board the ship. Rose sat up and saw James's towel but he was nowhere to be seen. Tristan sat up and looked around.

Where's James?

Dale was the one who spotted him. "There he is!" he said pointing to the rope swing on the boat.

James was swung way out over the water and released the rope. He hit the water with a mighty splash and the nearby women shrieked. When he surfaced he was chased by at least three. Tristan saw red hair, blond hair, and pink and yellow hair. Of course James swam for the ship and made it to the ladder but the red haired girl reached up and grabbed the waistband of his swimsuit. Unwilling to lose the suit James released the ladder and slipped back into the water. It appeared the price for releasing his suit was a kiss as he gave her one and he was able to climb back up the ladder. The ladies began to swim back out to their positions but were called back by the crew. They turned and raced back to the ladder.

Rose just rolled her eyes at Tristan who was looking annoyed. "They're using him!"

Yes, but look at James! He's not being self-conscious about his swimsuit! That's huge progress! Rose said with a smile.

Dale nodded. "That's much better than being ashamed!"

The three of them gathered their towels and James's and joined the group of people waiting for a lift back to the ship. They heard the music pick up again and Dale thought he saw James out on the dance floor again.

Once they were on board again Rose saw where James courage was coming from. The blond woman was holding a cup of rum punch up to James's lips and he was drinking. The blond had a big grin on her face and wouldn't take the cup away until it was empty.

Tristan frowned and looked guiltily at Rose who raised her eyebrow in question.

I told them James only acted like this because he was drunk, and looks like they are keeping him that way. Tristan admitted.

James was back out on the dance floor between the redhead and the blond. Tracy was doing her best to keep up but her earlier activities must have worn her out. Her other two friends from her group collected her and led her back to their seating area. She looked back at James with a pout.

The ship got underway and the MC let them know there were on their way back but there was still plenty of time to dance and the bar was open. The volume increased once more and the dance floor filled up with drunken dancers. James was squeezed between the two women who took turns rubbing themselves against his front and back. Rose could see James was beginning to be overwhelmed.

I think it's time to rescue James, she said and Tristan was immediately at her side marching out onto the dance floor. They danced their way over to James's side and slipped between him and the two young women. Rose saw him relax as her body touched his so she danced him off the dance floor with Tristan at his back much to the annoyance of the blond and the redhead.

They took their seats once more with James between them. Rose examined him and discovered he was completely blitzed. Rose and Tristan took turns holding him up as the ship made its slow way back to the dock. When they finally arrived Rose suggested James might be safer if they hired a taxi to return them instead of squeezing into the bus with the girls again. Dale let the bus driver know they were finding their own way home. James waved at the bus as his new friends called out to him from the windows.

Once it left Dale called for a shuttle from the hotel and they settled in to wait. There were a few families sitting nearby, the mothers nursing their babies openly. Rose and Tristan smiled at the women and Tristan felt the familiar pain in her heart as she watched the child in its mother's arms. So fragile and precious she looked away and smiled a brittle smile at Rose who was watching her.

James is going to be in a bad way tomorrow. Tristan said changing the subject quickly.

I'll try to get him to drink more water when we get back. Rose said.

The shuttle arrived and Tristan immediately leapt to her feet and lifted James to his. Rose shared a look with Dale who was carrying pain of his own in his eyes.

The ride back was quiet. Dale finally broke the silence.

Is anyone else hungry?

I'm famished! Rose said.

Tristan just shook her head.

When they arrived Tristan looked to Rose and Dale. Why don't you two have dinner and I'll take James up to his room. I'm just going to go lie down myself. I drank more than I'm used to and my stomach isn't happy.

Are you sure? I could bring you something, Dale asked.

No, I'm good. Enjoy dinner! I'll get the big guy to his room. She helped James to his feet and walked him off the shuttle. Rose and Dale headed to the dining room and Tristan walked James towards his room.

Climbing the stairs took some extra effort as James was clinging to her body awkwardly and he was humming happily to himself.



By nutbuster