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My Twin to the Rescue Part 5 With the morning came life. Ken slowly returned from the world of dreams to the world of reality. He slowly stretched and opened his eyes. He didn't want to leave the comfort of his bed just yet. He had been having a dream that made him feel special in a way he had never before. But then, it was the same dream he had been having ever since he had met Peter. The two of them had gotten married and Ken had gotten pregnant during the honeymoon. Ken thought it was interesting just how real the dream had seemed. He could remember the way he felt as he walked down the aisle in his wedding dress, the slight embarrassment when Peter lifted the gown and removed the garter he wore. He remembered how special he felt on the wedding night when he had stepped out of the bathroom wearing that really short silky night gown and no panties underneath. The way he crawled onto the bed moving toward Ken with the feeling of desire for him was still in Ken's mind. He could still feel Peter's strong arms around him, holding him tightly. He seemed to remember the touch of their lips as they kissed, first at the wedding when pronounced husband and wife and then as they spent the first night of their honeymoon as husband and wife. Ken even swore he could smell the sweat of their bodies as they made love for the first time that first night of their life together. He loved the way it felt to have Peter's body pressed against his. It even made him feel more feminine as he gave up his virginity to Peter that night. Then there was the part of the dream where he was carrying Peter's child. His belly growing larger as their baby grew and developed inside him. It was such a wonderful feeling when the baby started to move and Peter could lay his hand on Ken's belly and in that way share the joy of his pregnancy. Even though Ken was uncomfortable in the last months of his pregnancy, he knew this was what he was meant to be; the wife of a man that loved him and soon to be a mother. Ken had heard stories about labor and the birthing of a baby so he could only imagine what it was truly like. He had no idea as to how long labor would last or how much pain he would experience. Still in his dream, he did give birth. In the end he and Peter had made the most beautiful baby. The child was beautiful to both of them because it was the result of their love for each other. Still it has been just a dream. A very real dream but a dream none the less. As Ken returned fully to the world of reality, he remembered that today was a special day. The majority of the ladies attending the conference had agreed to end it early so they could spend the last two days of the cruise enjoying all the ship had to offer. That included going ashore when the ship stopped in port. He had agreed to go ashore and spend the day with Autumn. The two of them had asked Betty and Karen to join them. Karen had said that she was not feeling up to it (she was about to start her period). Betty had said that the two younger women didn't need an old lady like her with them. She said that she believed they would have more fun without her. Besides, she wanted to just relax and not do anything for a day. Ken slowly got out of bed, undressed and went in to get his shower. As he worked the shampoo into a head of rich lather, he couldn't help noticing how silky his hair was. It just felt like he thought it would if it was the hair highlighted in one of those shampoo commercials he had seen on TV. Then, as he used the body wash to clean the grim of the previous day and the night off, he realized that his skin was soft and silky smooth too. It must have been due to the vitamins Kim (his sister) had him taking. He had kind of noticed this before but now it was so obvious that he was sure even Peter would notice if ever given the chance. As he lathered up the soap all over his body, it was like he was exploring it for the first time. He took time to really get to know his body for the first time. His breasts were so sensitive to the touch. Every time he brushed against a nipple he felt a wave of intense pleasure course through his body. Between his thighs, that thing that makes a man a male was so tiny now. He was kind of surprised at how small it had become recently. As an experiment, he slowly pushed it up into him so that it could no longer be seen. When he then pushed his testicles in him as well, there was no way to tell he was ever a man. He put on his panties and bra. For the day, he decided to wear his tan skort and blue polo shirt with his flip-flops. The skort came to his knees so the slender curve of his legs showed. The front flap had buttons down to one side but they were just for looks. The zipper and button that actually held the skort on him was located in back. Before he put on the footwear of the day, he put on a dainty toe ring and matching ankle bracelet. He noticed how they glinted as he moved his foot. "So pretty," he thought to himself. He put on his makeup and a pair of simple gold hoop earrings. After he had brushed out his hair, he was satisfied that he was ready for a day of shopping with Autumn. He grabbed his hand bag and went to the hatch that would allow the two of them to leave the ship and explore the culture of the island. Ken had to wait just a couple of minutes for Autumn to show up but he didn't mind. He just stood there at the hatch and waited. Finally she showed up wearing a pair of white shorts and a pink top. The two young ladies walked off the ship with an eagerness that comes from being with a friend, the excitement of shopping that is a part of being a woman, and the energy of youth. They chatted the whole time they traversed the dock and walked thru the town. On each side of the street were little shops, so many in fact that they decided to look in selected ones first and then if they had time to others on their way back. Several times they heard the local women calling to them. Most of the time the offer was to braid their hair. One lady kept trying to tell them how pretty they would look with braids. Ken and Autumn just ignored them and went on. They had so much to do and so many places to explore. In one shop, Ken found a cream and red floral sundress that had a tie in back, ruffled hem and neckline, and ballet straps to hold it up. Autumn urged Ken to at least try it on, just to see how it looked on him. Finding his size, he took the dress to the fitting room. As soon as he had taken off his skort and shirt, he slipped the dress on over his head. As it fell into place, Ken could see immediately that he would not be able to wear a bra with it. Because the dress had a halter top look, if he wore a bra like the one he currently wore under the dress, it would show and he knew that would not look proper. He removed his bra and put the dress back on. Then he looked at his reflection in the mirror that hung on the wall once again. What he saw was a beautiful young woman in the most adorable dress he could imagine. Even without Autumn's opinion, he knew he had to have that dress. Still he stepped out of the fitting room and modeled it for his friend. With a slow twirl, Ken turned around and let Autumn see it from all angles. She told Ken it looked like it had been made just for her (yes, Autumn had referred to Ken as "her"). Something inside Ken changed. In that instant he knew what had been bothering him lately. It was the fact that he was no longer a male but a woman. He knew that the changes were not only the ones that could be seen; the physical but the mental as well. The use of that one word "her" by Autumn suddenly made total sense to Ken. For the first time since he started this whole adventure, he felt like he knew who and what he was. "Why hadn't it been like that before now?" Ken thought to herself. Every time she said "her", "she, or 'hers" in reference the person she now saw in the mirror, while looking at the dress she was trying on, it felt more and more right. It was like a whole new life had awakened in her and she was so ready for it. As Ken stood there for just a moment looking at her reflection marveling at how the dress fit, she grew to love it more and more. She loved the way it looked just being on her and the way it moved when she walked. There was something in the way that dress moved that made her look even more feminine. It just was like the image she saw now in the mirror was saying, "I am a woman in almost every way and this is what I should have been all my life." Walking out to model it for Autumn, she did a slow twirl so her new friend could see all sides of it. "That dress looks like it was made just for you. You just have to buy it" Autumn advised her. Ken blushed and said "I know. I had already decided to buy it." As Ken went back to the fitting room to take off the dress and get back into the clothes she had worn, she got an idea. Going to the rack where she had found the dress, she picked out another one exactly like the one she had in her hand. Autumn must have looked at her a little funny. Here was her new friend with two dresses that were exactly the same. Ken told her that she has a sister and thought it would be fun for the two of them to be dressed exactly alike. With Ken's purchase in a bag, the two women continued to explore the town's shops. While in another shop, Autumn started looking as the available swimsuits. She was thinking about getting a new one to wear for her boyfriend when she got home. Ken had to join in. She had been thinking about getting a new one herself anyway. Here was a selection for her to choose from. A selection that was so much different from any she had seen at home. She found a one-piece that had two different floral patterns, one for the top and a different one for the bottom. The cups were held together by a gold ring. There were multiple straps across the back that allowed for wearing the suit in different ways; as a simple swimsuit, a halter top, or crisscross back. Ken was totally amazed at how it felt to try on that suit. And thankfully she was so flat now between her legs and had breasts. There were no signs of any manliness showing. Just as she was admiring her looks in the mirror that was in the fitting room, Autumn reached in and handed Ken another suit to try on. What she had handed Ken was a neon green bikini that had a tropical print. The top was a simple tube top with no straps to help keep it up. The bottoms had ties on the sides. "Just the thing to make it easy for Peter to get off of me if he wants to" she thought as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Still there was something not quite right about it. Then it came to her what was wrong. When Ken told her it was not her best color, Autumn took the swimsuit back and in just a few seconds handed Ken one exactly like the first but in blue. Reluctantly Ken tried that one on and found that she liked the way she looked in it. As she looked at her reflection she thought first, "Doesn't this show too much skin?" And then, "I wonder what Peter would say if he saw me wearing this." Unable to decide on just one swimsuit, Ken ended up buying both. For the rest of the day, the two women were in and out of shops, trying on things, discussing possible purchases, and sharing with each other. They talked about all sorts of things and in that way they formed a friendship with each other. The sort of friendship each knew was going to last. It was while they were having lunch that they started talking about the men in their lives. Of course Ken wanted to know all about Autumn's future plans for her and the man in her life. What sort of wedding did she want to have? And where did she want to go for her honeymoon. It was then that Ken noticed a sparkle in Autumn's eye and a hint of blushing to her cheeks. Autumn said that she had always dreamed of going to a secluded island with her new husband and spending two weeks there with no one but him around. "Just the two of us and we don't have to worry about whether or not we brought enough clothes" she said with a little giggle in her voice. Then she asked Ken "And what about you? What would you like to do for your honeymoon?" With a hint of red coming to her cheek, Ken said "I would love to take a cruise like the one we are on for my honeymoon. Just think about being on a ship with that one special man. The one you love. The gentle rocking of the boat as you and your man make love to each other." Then both of them giggled out loud. The rest of the day was spent going in and out of the majority of the remaining shops. By the time they got back to the ship, just before it was scheduled to set sail again, they were loaded down with bags and packages containing the things they had purchased. Ken not only had the dress that she had bought for herself and for Kim, the two swimsuits, but she also had bought a wrap-around skirt to wear with the swimsuits, a new pair of beach sandals, two more pairs of earrings, two more ankle bracelet and toe ring sets, a new hand bag, and something for Peter. The two of them had been in one shop and Ken saw it; the perfect gift for Peter. It wasn't much really but she wanted to get it for him just to let him know she had been thinking of him. What she got him was a t- shirt with a black and white drawing of a lizard on the front. When the shirt was exposed to sunlight (or any ultraviolet rays) the drawing would slowly change and fill in with color. She could only hope she had bought the right size. The two girls got back on board the ship and had just enough time to clean up and change for dinner. Ken decided to wear her new dress with a pair of white dress sandals. She did take a shower because walking in the sun made her kind of sweaty and she wanted to be clean for dinner. During dinner, the four women that always sat together chatted. Actually Autumn and Ken did most of the talking while the other two listened. They talked about all they had seen and done while on shore. After dinner, Ken went back to her cabin. It had been a long day and she wanted to relax a little. Putting the laptop on the table and getting it turned on, she once again connected to the internet thru the ship's wi fi connection. There she found a message from Peter. He wanted to know if she knew exactly when the ship would return to the port. He once again said that he wanted to be the one to pick her up. In her reply, Ken said that she wasn't sure about their arrival time but that she had some wonderful news for him. She had gotten in touch with her supervisor and had been approved for an additional week off. She didn't tell him she had arranged for it to be sick leave but he didn't need to know that. She wanted to spend the week with him. But she also told him that since that would not be a part of the conference and she had spent so much already, she would need a place to stay that didn't cost too much. Then she asked, "would you mind if I stayed at your place for the week?" With that message sent, Ken then sent Kim a message saying that she had met someone and would be staying for another week with him. As a result, She would not need Kim to be at the airport to pick her up for a few days. She would let Kim know exactly when she would be arriving. Nothing more was said about what was going on. Shutting the laptop off, ken then went to the balcony that was a part of her cabin and just stood on it gazing out over the ocean. Again the moon was full and so bright it was almost like she could just reach out and grab it. As she stood there feeling the breeze in her hair, her thoughts wondered. Again in her mind she saw herself with Peter as his wife. She could imagine once again being on a ship like this for her honeymoon. She was getting excited about the prospect of seeing Peter again, being with him. She wanted to feel his arms around her once more. She wanted to feel the touch of his lips against hers. She had to face the truth. She was a woman and she was in love with the first man that ever kissed her. As she stood there, time seemed to slip away. Before she knew what had happened, it was getting late. It was time for her to get to bed. Tomorrow would be the last day at sea and the last day of the conference. There would be a lot to do before they reached the ship's home port. The next day, everything had gone pretty much the same for the conference as the other days had. Only today there were a couple of things that had to be taken care of. First a member of the crew instructed the women on the procedure for getting thru Customs when they finally docked. He had the forms the ladies would have to fill out in order to declare anything they were bringing into the country. And he informed them of how they were to collect their luggage. Once that was completed, an employee of the cruise line came upon the stage. He reminded all of them of the problem they had experienced with the scheduled departure date. He also told them that the line had offered to extend the cruise a week. However, because of the number of passengers on board, the ship didn't have the supplies necessary for an additional week at sea. Therefore, the line was making the ladies a slightly different offer. They could be paid back half of the cost of the cruise or they could accept a voucher good for a cruise at a later date. When they heard to offer, Ken and Autumn looked at each other. They could tell that each had the same idea at the same moment; honeymoon. All around them the other women started talking, trying to ask questions and get answers. The sudden noise was almost overwhelming. Ken and Autumn hugged each other. There was now the possibility that their dreams for a special honeymoon could come true. Both agreed that they would take the voucher and use it when they had a husband to share it with. After lunch, Ken went back to her cabin. There was something she was hoping to see; a message from Peter. With the laptop once again connected to the internet, she went to her e-mail to check. It was with anticipation and hopefulness that she started to search the new messages. She did find the latest one from Kim. In that message, Kim had asked for more details about her trip, including the reason for her potential extension of her stay. Knowing she would have to tell her sister the truth, Ken replied that she was hopefully going to be staying with a new friend. Then, without thinking, Ken told Kim as much as she knew about Peter. She told of how they had met, how he had treated her when he picked her up at the airport (opening the doors for her, not letting her lift anything but the laptop and her purse), and how she had felt when they had kissed that first time. She also told Kim about the dreams she had been having concerning being his wife and the mother of his children. As soon as she hit the send button on that message, Ken continued to look for that one special message. Sure enough there it was a message from Peter. A part of her feared to find out what it said and yet another part was so eager to open it. Would he want to be with her for the week or would he just be someone that she had met? Her emotions were going crazy. She had to know and yet she didn't want to be disappointed. Finally she told herself that if she didn't read it, she would never know. She hit the button to open the message and as she did, she closed her eyes and said a silent quick prayer. When she finally opened her eyes again and started to read it, the message brought a tear to her eye. There it was. It said: "My dearest Kim, I was so happy to hear that you were able to get the additional time off. As soon as I read your message, I also arranged to take that week off so I could spend it with you. As to where you can stay, I would be so happy for you to stay here. I just happen to have a two bedroom so you would have your own room. But let me assure you that even if it had only one bedroom, I would try to be a gentleman while you are here, as difficult as that maybe. I mean, it would be so hard for me to not do anything with such a beautiful woman living in the same place. Please give it careful consideration and I will see you when you get back into port. Oh, and dare I say it (not to scare you or anything) I have fallen in love with you. Even though we had just met and didn't spend much time with each other, I find myself so attracted to you. You are in my dreams and on my mind so much of the time. I still remember the little things about you, Things like the way your perfume smells, the feel of your hair and your lips, the feel of your body pressing against me when we kissed that one time. I hope you feel at least something for me as well. Love Peter." So there it was. Peter had confessed his feelings for her. She read the message four or five times just to make certain she read it correctly. Each time she felt her heart flutter with love for this man and her cheeks grew hot with the blush his message caused. And now she knew he loved her as well. She quickly sent a response to Peter's message telling him that she had been thinking of him a lot during the cruise as well. She couldn't explain how it had happened so quickly but she knew that she was in love with him. Then she hinted that she too had been having dreams about him as she slept. She told him only of the part of the dream where they were a family with two children and on a family vacation and not about the part where they were on their honeymoon. The rest of the day found Ken spending time at the ship's salon and in her cabin. She wanted to look as close to perfect as she could get when Peter sees her coming off the gangway. She showered once again. This time using the hair remover she had brought so she would be silky to his tough. After her shower, she spent time smoothing lotion all over her body because she didn't want there to be one inch of her that was not soft for him. It was with great care that she hung up her dress when she took it off. It was her plan to be wearing it when she saw Peter once more. She had spent the last of her money getting her hair and nails done. Just so she would be as attractive as she could be for her man; the man that made her feel so special just by how he reacted to her. She knew she would do almost anything for him because of the love she now felt for him. Ken put on a pair of white shorts, pale blue top and her flip-fops. Then, placing her room card into the left pocket of her shorts, she once again made her way to the ship's beauty salon and strode in. Anna was there behind the counter, just like she had been that first time. When she looked up from the magazine she had been reading, she saw Ken and recognized her immediately. With a big smile she said, "Hi there. How has the cruise been for you?" Ken replied, "everything has been so great. But now I need your help. I want you to give me a manicure, pedicure, and a new style. I want to have something special for when I leave the ship." With her grim getting wider and a slightly knowing look on her face, Anna asked, "Is there any special reason for this? Not that it's any of my business. But you have this look about you that I have seen in women before. You have a 'glow' that women get when something very wonderful has happened." "I just got an email from a man, a very special man" was Ken's answer. "I want to be extra attractive when he meets the boat. So, what can you do for me?" "Sit right down. I really didn't have anything for the rest of the cruise. In fact I was supposed to close the shop in just about another thirty minutes. But if you are in here, I can finish with you before I do." As soon as Ken was seated in the chair, Anna once again wrapped an apron around her neck and leaned her back over the wash basin. Ken could once again feel the warm water flowing over her hair. Anna's fingers once again started to work up a rich lather as she massaged the shampoo over every inch of Ken's head. To Ken, this was so familiar. She remembered just a few days ago going thru the same thing. Only this time there would be a difference that she had not anticipated. Instead of just washing and styling her hair, Anna spent some extra time working on her. After Ken's hair had dried, Anna put her back in the chair and put a plastic cap on her. Then using a crochet hook, she pulled strands of Ken's hair out thru holes in the cap. While it did hurt, Ken trusted Anna knew what she was doing and endured it. When Anna finished pulling hair up and out of the cap, she stepped back and looked to make certain she had enough but not too much hair exposed. If Ken had looked in the mirror right then, she would have thought she was some sort of a monster. She looked kind of like a monster with a nearly bald head. What hair she did have was a bit stringy looking. Ken realized she looked like something from mythology. Anna put on a pair of plastic gloves. She then proceeded to put something on Ken's hair that was sticking out from the cap. The liquid smelt bad but Anna worked quickly and with the confidence gained from experience. She didn't say a word to Ken about what the stuff was or what it would do to her. The cap was left on Ken for about 10 minutes and during that time Anna used a handheld blow drier to set the stuff into Ken's hair. During that time, Anna asked Ken about the man she was willing to go thru all this for. With a smile on her face and her cheeks a glowing pink from the heat of her blush, Ken told Anna about Peter. She spoke of how they had met, his looks and the way he treated her, and the way she felt when she was with him. At the end of the second drying of Ken's hair, Anna started the process of getting it off. She worked slowly and gently as she pulled the cap back off of Ken. She would not let Ken look in the mirror until she had combed and brushed out Ken's hair. Once she was satisfied with the results, she had Ken close her eyes by putting her hands over them. Anna then slowly turned the chair with Ken in it so when she did open her eyes Ken would see the final results. With Ken in the proper position, Anna told Ken to open her eyes and see the new her. Anna just stepped back so as to not distract Ken and her surprise. Slowly ken took her hands from her eyes and opened them. There, in the mirror, was the most beautiful young woman Ken had ever seen. Her hair was now the same auburn color it had always been. But now it had blond highlights in it. She had not noticed when Anna had trimmed the bangs. But she did now. There she sat with her hair framing her face in a way she had seen in pictures. She turned her head first to the left and then to the right admiring Anna's work. Anna then led Ken to another chair. This one reminded her of a big recliner without the foot rest, the kind Ken has sat in on a Sunday afternoon to watch sports on T.V. but that seemed like a whole lifetime ago. Ken slipped off her flip-flops and sat down. The chair was big and very comfortable. Anna put Ken's feet into a small tub. It was just big enough for her feet and just deep enough to allow Anna to cover them with warm water. Ken sat there and started to wonder why she had not had this done before. The water felt so good and so soothing. While her feet soaked, Ken felt Anna start to remove the polish from her fingers. Anna worked quickly and with a sense of professionalism that comes only with experience. Ken could feel the cotton ball that Anna had soaked in nail remover as it glided down each nail, getting the old polish off. Then She felt Anna put her hands into a bowl of warm water, similar to the water her feet were in. Ken could not help it; she closed her eyes and started to day dream. It was only when Anna spoke to her that Ken returned to the present. As she removed one of Ken's feet and dried it off, Anna said "so tell me about the man that you are doing this for. What's he like?" With a girlish giggle, Ken said "he's a man. He is tall, very handsome and very strong. He works at least part time as a limo driver. That was where we met. He picked me up at the airport and took me to my hotel." "And what else do you know about him?" "I know that he will be at the dock when we arrive. He arranged to be the one to pick me up. I also know he has arranged to take some time off from work to show me around the city." "Oh girl! I can see why you want something special." To remove any calluses she might have on her heels and the edges of her feet, Ken could feel Anna using something rough. It felt like Anna was using sandpaper but Ken knew that was not the case. Instead, Anna was had something that looked kind of like a pink egg. At least it had the shape of an egg. On one side it was kind of like a file that scraped off the dead skin and left a tingling sensation. As soon as she was done with that, Anna put cotton balls between each one of Ken's toes. Ken was a bit ticklish so she had to concentrate really hard to not move. It got even worse for her when Anna took her foot in hand and started to buff the nails to a high shiny state. As she worked on Ken's toes, Anna asked her if she had an idea what color polish she wanted for her toes. It suddenly dawned on Ken that she had not even stopped long enough to consider that. Anna suggested that Ken get the cherry red for her toes. She said it would allow the polish to show even if Ken was wearing hose. Thinking that sounded like a good idea, Ken agreed to it. Anna then said that she would do a little bit extra for Ken. With two coats of color on, Anna wanted to add a little gold butterfly to Ken's left foot big toe. It was a simple matter of placing the thin metal butterfly on the toe and then using clear polish until it was covered with the polish built up to make it smooth. "Just a thought" Anna said. "Might let you see just how observant you man really is." "I like the idea of the butterfly but I don't think I would need that to check how observant he is." Anna finally finished with both of Ken's feet. They were now so smooth and soft. He was a little afraid they would be too soft for walking in heels but Anna assured her everything would be fine. Now came the time for Ken's finger nails to be done. Anna removed each of Ken's hands from the liquid she had been soaking in, lightly dried them off. As Ken watched, Anna placed a small plastic tab under each nail. The tab had a small strap that wrapped around the top of Ken's finger to hold it in place. Anna took a small paint brush and started to smear a think gel over it and all the way up to Ken's skin. She did this to each one of Ken's fingers. Then she stuck Ken's hands under a funny kind of light and told her to hold still. The light was to set up the gel. It was just a couple of minutes later that Anna took one of Ken's hands, removed the tab and started to use a nail file. She worked quickly to shape the nail into the classic oval shape; the shape women had worn their nails in for decades. With Anna's expertise, it took only about ten minutes before Ken's nails were about a half inch beyond the end of her fingers and shaped in the most feminine shape ever. Anna then took her nail buffer and started to buff each one of Ken's nails until it shined with reflected light. Satisfied, Anna then asked Ken if she had any preferences for her nail polish color. This time she did. She had seen a bottle of polish that starts out as a soft shade of pink but when exposed to sunlight, it turns to a rose color. She had considered that but she decided she would just get a bottle of that polish for later. For now she wanted to have her nails polished in a rose pink. She told Anna she thought pink was such a pretty color and one of her best looks. With a smile, Anna agreed and said she just happened to have a bottle of the polish Ken was thinking of for sale. She would include it with the cost of the hair and nails. Anna took Ken's left hand and slowly brushed on the polish. She started with Ken's big finger and worked her way from nail to nail until she had coated each one. Then she did Ken's right hand. Again the polish went on so smoothly that there were not streaks to be seen. Letting the polish dry for about 5 minutes, Anna repeated the process, again coating each nail with the polish. Ken thought she was done. But Anna made her remain for 5 more minutes. Then she applied a coat of clear polish. She told Ken that was to keep the color on longer and to keep it from chipping very easily. When she had finally finished with Ken, Anna had Ken slip on her flip- flops and led her to the counter to pay. With a conspiratory smile, Anna said, "Honey, I hope everything goes the way you want it to with your man. And just so you know, I have put that polish you wanted in a bag but didn't charge you for it." Ken looked surprised and offered to pay. Anna just said, "Consider it a gift from one woman to another. Enjoy it. Or if it helps you accept it, think of it as a very early wedding gift from me." Giving Anna a big hug of thanks, Ken went back to her cabin and started packing, getting ready to leave the ship. She left out the things she would be wearing the next day and her night gown. That night she slept a deep sleep, secure in the knowledge that she had something special to look forward to. Even though it had been a few weeks since the adventure she was on had started, Ken felt certain that it was far from over. She just knew that the best was yet to come. Morning came. The sunlight was streaming in and fell gently on Ken's face. Even as sleepy as she was at that moment, she jumped out of bed and quickly got her shower. Just like before the warm water felt so good as it splashed on her. It seemed to make her whole body tingle. Or was that the tingle of excitement? The excitement of seeing Peter again? As soon as she was fully dressed in her new dress and white sandals, her makeup on and hair brushed back into the style Anna had done for her the day before, Ken packed the nightie and panties she had worn that night. Then she made one more search of the cabin. She didn't want to leave anything behind. She looked in the chest of drawers. She searched the bathroom and the vanity area. She checked in the closet. She had not left anything. According to the instructions she had been given, she was to leave her luggage just outside the door. The crew would collect everything while the passengers had breakfast. Then, everyone was to gather at the port side hatchway and enter into the customs area. There they would find their bags and declare what they were bringing into the country. Ken felt lucky that she what she had bought was just about 3 dollars under the amount that would require an additional duty be paid. Everything went smoothly for all concerned. Ken had no problems getting off the ship. She had been standing in line chatting with Autumn about a lot of things. They had even taken a moment to trade email addresses. As she finally walked off of the ship, Ken looked around with anticipation. Where was Peter? Had he missed the ship? Had something happened to him that kept him away? Was he alright? Thru the crowd, Ken saw a tall figure of a man waving to her. It was Peter! He was there just like he had said he would be! Ken tried to keep her composure but it was too hard for her. She left all her luggage on the dock and ran to Peter as fast as she could in her heels. All except for that last step before she reached him. When she was almost to him, she leapt and collided with him. She had not realized just how fast she was going and when they hit, she knocked Peter back a step. Her arms flung around his neck and she kissed him fully on the lips. He managed to catch her with his strong arms and pulled her tightly against him. As they kissed, the world around them seemed to disappear. Time stood still for them. Betty and Karen walked past without Ken knowing it. Both of them just smiled at the couple. Autumn walked by as well but she took out her camera phone and took several pictures of the lovers. Then she smiled and waved at Ken, turned and walked away. When Ken and Peter finally finished their kiss, Peter took Ken's luggage and led her to his car. As they walked along, Peter managed to slip one of his hands around Ken's. At the touch of Peter's fingers, Ken sensed that a whole new chapter in her life was about to begin.