Dakota’s Surprise: Part 6 – Dakota’s Surprise free porn video

You know, dear reader, those who have read my prior works know I try to slip in a Rush reference into each one, but here a Led Zeppelin quote is also appropriate: “Been dazed and confused for so long it's not true, wanted a woman, never bargained for you.” It works on two levels, the second line relates to how we left poor ole Dakota and Rose at the end of the last chapter, and the first line relates to you my dear reader, if you are picking up this story and have not read the earlier parts. So, go read the first five chapters, otherwise you will be dazed and confused.

Special thanks to my reviewers, both to he who wishes to remain anonymous, and NaughtyDragon, who helped me slay many beastly errors. This work would be lessor without them. I am sure a few errors still exist, and those are all on me. If you would like to be on my team of editors, please let me know.

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Dakota’s Surprise: Part 6–Dakota’s Surprise

It's such a cloudy day,

Seems we'll never see the sun,

I feel the day is all uncertainty,

Burning in the moment - trapped by the desperation,

Between how it is and how it ought to be.

Neil Peart, How It Is

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She awoke with puffy eyes as the first rays of dawn poured into her cabin. She climbed into the shower and, for the first time in her life, looked at her dick with disgust. She tucked him away and pulled on her favorite yoga pants and her old CSU hoodie. After staring out her porthole, she looked at the desk in her room and sat at the table and opened the drawer. Inside, she found some stationery and a pen.

Dearest Rose,

I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner that I have a penis. I didn’t mean to deceive you or anything. I understand if you reject me altogether and don’t want any further contact with me. But I do like you very much and hope that we can still be friends.

Your Dakota

She folded up the note and slipped it under Rose’s door and headed to the salon for a cuppa. She was sitting in a chair with her knees tucked under her, staring vacantly out the window with her tea when she heard someone approach. She turned her head and saw Rose, holding the note, crying. Tears flowed down her face.

“I’m sorry, Rose….” she felt Rose’s index finger press against her lips.

“No, my sweet Dakota, it is I who should be sorry. You didn’t deserve to see me freak out like that. You did nothing wrong. Can you please forgive me?” Dakota couldn’t speak, she just nodded her head. They moved to a couch and Rose explained how she had been gang-raped as a freshman in college and since that time the thought, let alone the sight of a penis, had frightened her. Her only romantic relationships had been a handful of brief affairs with other women in med school or during her fellowship; but nobody had ever captivated her like Dakota. Dakota also opened up and told her about that night in Chicago. and the two women cried in each other’s arms feeling more sad for the trauma the other had endured than the pain of their own experience. Dakota found herself curled up in Rose’s arms and having her hair played with.

“Bing-bong-Bing!” the ship's PA system went off, “Attention–would passenger Dr. Kazmi please report to the sickbay for a medical emergency. Again, would passenger Dr. Kazmi please report to the sickbay for a medical emergency.”

“Shit.” Rose stood up. “I’ll find you in a bit, this can’t be good.” She took off running down the hall. Dakota watched her disappear down the hall and slumped back into a chair. She was still sitting in the salon when she saw the crew scurry around the bow of the ship, removing masts to get the helipad ready.

She walked up to the window and looked out. As she did, she noticed the purple-haired guitarist from last night’s band had come to the window to watch. Slowly a helicopter appeared and landed on the pad. She could see some medics get out, help load a gurney, and a few minutes later the helicopter lifted off and headed back to land.

Dakota was still there when Rose walked back into the salon. She stood up and hugged her.

“Is everything going to be ok?”

“I don’t know, it didn’t look good. Had I been back at my hospital in Chicago or Stanford we would have had the right tools, but here on the ship, they just don’t have, or need, all the high-end equipment and drugs.” Dakota could see the frustration in Rose. Her passion to save lives was visible, as was her frustration at her failure.

“It's not your fault, there was nothing you could have done it sounds like.”

“I know, I still don’t like it.”

The two sat there staring out the window. “Rose, how did they know to call you?”

“Ah, sorry. When I got on board, I was looking at the ship's directory in my room. I saw the name of the ship's doctor and realized he was a little ahead of me in med school. So, I went down and said hi. When the patient came in, he realized this was on the edge of his expertise and thought to page me after having the airlift called.”

They sat down on a couch and watched the waves go by and held each other.

“This is yours, you dropped it when they paged you.” Dakota held up her note to Rose.

“Thank you, my sweet Dakota.” She kissed the petite woman. “You know, I think I would like to try again with what we were trying to do last night. I don’t know how far I can go, but I would like to try with you.”

“I would like that a lot. I won’t ask you to do anything you are uncomfortable with.”

“I know.” Dakota led Rose back to her room. There was not the unbridled lust that last night had started with. This time, it was a more tender, passionate time of love. Dakota unzipped Rose’s fleece vest and lifted her tee-shirt over her head and laid her on the bed. She removed her hoodie and Rose gazed upon her bare chest. Neither woman had put a bra on that morning. Before Dakota climbed into bed with Rose, she reached into her yoga pants and freed her cock from his tuck but left him in her pants for now. That was the one part of her body and life she still referred to, and thought of, with masculine pronouns.

She let her fingers trace patterns all over Rose’s body. She kissed her as her hand moved up and cupped Rose's breast.

“Oh, your hand feels so good.” Rose shuddered as lips played with one nipple and then the other. She rolled over and felt a hand on her ass and thigh. She pushed her pants down and Dakota sat up to assist her. Rose’s white thong came off as well and revealed a patch of black fur over her brown Persian pussy.

Dakota admired her friends’ sex, but resisted her male tendencies to dive in and instead gently massaged Rose, letting her feel more comfortable with Dakota touching her. Dakota pulled out some lotion and massaged her thighs and bum. Rose was becoming putty in her hands. She inhaled deeply and caught a whiff of Rose’s arousal; it caused her cock to twitch.

Finally, she could wait no longer and massaged Rose’s inner thigh and made her way to her pussy. She brushed it lightly with her finger and could feel the slickness of her fold. Dakota slightly dipped a finger in to get it moist and brought it to her lips to have a taste.

“Mmmm tasty. I like your tanginess.” Dakota helped Rose roll over again and applied gentle pressure to her mound and rubbed it ever so lightly. She watched Rose writhe in pleasure.

“Oh Dakota, don’t stop, make me cum.” Rose felt a finger penetrate her and curl up inside her pussy.

“Oh yes baby, that’s the spooooooooohhhhhh!” Dakota kept going until Rose pushed her hand away as she climaxed.

“Oh, fuck, that was good. Wow!” praised Rose after she caught her breath. Dakota just giggled as she watched her lover. “Roll over babe your turn.”

Rose began to leave a trail of kissed down Dakota’s body. As she neared Dakota’s cock, Dakota saw Rose shake.

“You don’t have to do this, Rose. I’m ok.” Rose kept going, still shaking. “ROSE STOP.” Dakota gently pushed her away. “Look, honey, you don’t have to do this. I can see it scares you. I don’t want you to be scared.”

“No, please let me do this. I need to get beyond this if I can.” She paused a moment and breathed deeply. “Thank you for looking out for me, you don’t know what this means to me.”

“Ok lover, just take it slow. You’re in control here.”

Dakota felt a hand rub her cock through her tight yoga pants. Dakota could feel the warmth of her lover’s hand through the spandex as her cock engorged and got hard. She watched a pair of big brown beautiful eye narrow their focus on the tip of her cock as they moved closer to it. Soon lips were touching the tip and Dakota let out a moan in pleasure. She felt a hand grabbing at her pants and pulling them down, her cock springing forth and coming to full attention. Dakota saw the expression on Rose’s face as she stared at Dakota’s cock, was that of extreme curiosity. She bet it was the same one the good doctor had when she held a heart for the first time. Dakota watched as Rose’s lower lip rolled under her front teeth as she examined the cock from different angles. Her eyes flashed, Dakota guessed, from curiosity to hesitation and then to lust. Dakota gasped as a hand skimmed across her body and touched the base of her cock. She flinched as the electricity of their contact radiated down to her toes. Recovering, she moaned in anticipation as Rose moved her cock from side to side. Maybe she was not sure what to do with it? It was all Dakota could do to be patient as she watched Rose observe her cock a minute and then place a kiss on the tip. A brown hand began to stroke her cock when she rolled over and reached into the nightstand and pulled out the condoms and lube.

Handing the bottle to Rose. “Use a little of this, please.”

Rose opened it and let a bit dribble onto the erect cock. Dakota was in bliss to feel someone else’s hands on her cock. Rose stopped for a moment and climbed out of the bed to pull Dakota’s pants off the rest of the way.

“Something else you should know Rose, I shoot blanks. I have an extra X chromosome and a side effect is...”

“That explains it. You have Klinefelter’s. I was trying to figure out how you got such feminine hips from hormone treatment.”

“Yeah, I never had or needed the treatment. I kind of have it naturally. You know about Klinefelter’s?”

“Of course, I’m a doctor. Although you are the first person whom I have met who has it.”

“Lucky me.”

“Yes, lucky you. Many people with your condition barely have a much of anything down there. You have a normal size one.”

“Sometimes I wonder how big it would have been if I were normal.”

“Don’t ever wish for a bigger cock, Dakota. I like it just the way it is. Now, what were you saying about being lucky? Cause I think I would like to try to put it in me.”

“I’d like that. Shall I get a condom?”

“No, I think I can trust you about shooting blanks. I want my first time by choice to be a complete experience.”

Dakota leaned her head into Rose, and with a hand against the back of her head, kissed her tenderly.

“Do you have a preference on position? If you are on top or I am behind, you have the ability to pull away easy if things become uncomfortable for you,” she whispered to Rose.

“No, when I was younger, I always thought I would be on my back for my first time.”

Dakota thought about asking how she was the other time, but figured best not to ask and bring that up now.

“Then lay down sweet Rose. Let’s put a pillow under you to make you more comfortable.” Dakota helped Rose with the pillow and then lined herself up to the moist fold in front of her.

“Are you sure about this, Rose?” Dakota felt her lips touch hers and took that as consent.

Dakota put some lube on her cock and gently rubbed it around the outside of Rose’s pussy. She looked at Rose, who nodded to her, and she pushed her cock in. Slowly, she filled up Rose. Just a little at a time to let her adjust to it.

“Oh Dakota, you are stretching me out.” Rose’s pussy was tighter than she remembered Hailey’s ever being. Finally, she was all the way in. She just held her position for a moment. Dakota leaned forward and began to kiss her breast. Then leaned forward and began to nibble her neck as her cock began to piston back and forth. She could feel Rose’s hair tickle her shaft as it slid in. It didn’t take long when Dakota felt her little nuts tighten up and a load of cum shoot out of her.

“Oh yes, Dakota, fill my pussy.”

The two remained in each other’s arms as her cock began to go limp inside the warm confines of Rose’s pussy.

The two were sound asleep in each other's arms when their housekeeper stopped by. Since no one answered when she knocked, she opened the door and upon seeing them, took the do not disturb sign, hung it on the door, and quietly let herself out.

Rose woke first in the warmth of the afternoon sun. She began to stroke her friend's cock. He sprung to life and Dakota woke as Rose was beginning to impale herself on it. She rode Dakota cowgirl style and experienced her first orgasm from penile penetration ever. Just as she finished her climax, Dakota shot a load. Rose climbed off and watched the last couple of spurts come out and land on Dakota’s chest. Rose stuck her finger in some, smelled it, and rubbed it between her fingers. As she thought about tasting it, thoughts of that night years ago flooded her mind. Flashes of that vile yellow couch, the cussing and coarse laughter of the frat boys, their sweat and cum dripping from her crossed her mind. She shook her head. No, this is different. Dakota is not like those pigs. Dakota cared for her, respected her. She looked again at the cum in her fingers and started to raise her finger to her lips and then stopped. That was a little too far for her at this moment.

The two headed for the small shower, they tried to climb in together, but it was a one bum shower stall. Rose took the bathrobe in Dakota's closet and did a brief walk of shame across the hall to her room. She let Dakota in a little while later, after she had gotten dressed and the two headed out to find some food.

They were relaxing in Dakota’s room after another round of lovemaking when they heard their housekeeper Maria knocking on the door. Dakota put on a robe and opened the door a crack while Rose climbed under the covers to make herself decent.

“Hello Miss Dakota, do you know where your friend Miss Rose is?”

“I’m right here Maria, what’s up.”

“Miss Rose, or should I say, Dr. Kazmi, Captain Petros would like to know if you would like to join him for dinner at the Captain’s table tomorrow night? You can bring a guest if you like, may I suggest Miss Dakota join you?”

“Really? What time?”

“7 pm, here is the invitation. Shall I send word that the two of you will be there? Dr. Swanson will be there as well.”

The women nodded their heads. They burst out giggling when Maria left. They kissed again, and Rose began to play with Dakota’s limp cock.

“Not now babe, he needs a break.”

Rose put on her best pouty lip. “Aawwww, and to think yesterday I couldn’t stand the thought of cock. Now I can’t get enough.”

Dakota rummaged through her dresser and pulled out her two bikini tops. “Which one?”

“Duh, the small one.”

As she put on the micro top, “Why do I have a feeling that I ain’t going to be wearing the other one the rest of this trip?”

“Cause you’re smart, that’s why.” It fascinated Rose as she watched Dakota tuck and pull her more modest bottoms on. “Does that hurt?”

“What?”

“To push your testicles up and in. And tuck your penis between your legs.”

“Not anymore. It was a little weird to start with, but it is normal to me now. And I think my wider hips give me a bigger internal space to put them, and, plus my balls are on the small size as well.”

“Wow, I never thought about how that all worked. You’re opening up a whole unknown world to me, Dakota. So how does it stay tucked then?”

“Well, some people tape it up. I do that sometimes, but mainly I just use my panties or pantyhose to keep it in place. Depending upon what I am doing. Occasionally I will wear a gaff, but I buy my panties one size smaller so that generally does the job.”

“Another question Dakota, what size shoe do you wear?”

“7.5, why?”

“Yippee, we are the same size; I have a pair of wedge sandals you have to try on.”

“Uh oh, are you into shoes as much as I am? I brought 12 pairs with me…”

“Score! We’re have to go shoe shopping together sometime, girlfriend! I love shoe therapy. Now let’s go to my room and then hit the pool!”

Rose’s sandals went great with Dakota’s bikini. The two walked the deck a few times and found where Susan and Maggie were. They were dozing in neighboring lounge chairs pushed next to each other and were holding hands.

“Hi ladies, can we join you?”

“Of course. How are you two? You kind of snuck off last night. Did you two have fun?” Maggie pried.

“Well…”

Rose jumped in “Last night didn’t happen, but the important thing is, this morning did.”

“Yeah, I’m happy for you two. You appear to be hitting it off.”

Dakota looked star struck into Rose’s beaming face. “Yeah, I have never fallen this hard for such a beautiful woman in my life.” Rose planted a light kiss on Dakota’s lips. She responded by pulling Rose in and played tonsil hockey for a moment.

“Do you two need to get a room?” joked Susan.

“Fuck, that was good,” said Rose, coming up for air.

The women lounged for a while and chatted. The whole time Rose was playing with Dakota’s hair or mindlessly rubbing her hand on her.

“Fuck woman, you’re driving me crazy, you had better stop. You’re giving me a boner.”

Susan and Maggie went dead quiet and watched as Dakota stood up, reached into her bottoms, and pulled her dick out of his tuck, and let him relax inside the bikini bottom.

Maggie broke the silence. “You have a dick?”

“Yup, I put the T in LGBT honey. Surprise!”

“I had no idea.”

“Me either, Sorry Dakota, I just assumed you were a lesbian.”

Rose placed her hand on her girlfriend’s thigh. “Yeah, it is easy to do. But ain’t she lovely?”

“Ok girls, enough about me. Who wants a drink?” Maggie and Dakota went around the corner to get the drinks for the group. The four spent the rest of the afternoon chatting and hanging out. Maggie was peppering Dakota with questions about being trans. She was genuinely and respectfully curious, and Dakota was open about her life and some of the challenges she faced being transgendered.

That night after dinner the six table mates went to the club and rocked out to the band and later the house music. They were taking a break from the dance floor and sitting around a table enjoying yet another round of margaritas when Dakota felt a hand loosen and reach under her skirt and pull her cock free. Her head snapped and turned to Rose.

“What are you...” she mouthed. Rose stroked her up and down for a few minutes while Dakota tried to keep a straight face. She clenched her teeth while the others talked, and Rose cupped the tip of her cock and caught the ribbons of cum as they flew out. But in the end Dakota just could not contain herself and let out a small moan. Susan picked up on it and watched Rose pull her hand from under the table and slurp up the white cream in it.

“You dirty girl Rose,” Susan said so only the three of them could hear. Rose, for her part, just put her fingers to her lips and smiled like a schoolgirl getting her hands caught in the cookie jar. Dakota straightened up, not bothering to tuck back in, snuggled into Rose and had a big grin on her face.

They returned to the dance floor and Rose ground her ass on Dakota’s cock until she was good and hard again. When Dakota could take it no longer, she drug Rose back to her room for a good fucking.

Dakota woke with a splitting headache but also to a brown arm wrapped around her, a hand holding her breast. She saw where Rose had placed a bottle of water and some acetaminophen and took what the good Dr. set out for her. She waited until Rose woke and kissed her lover. Since it was a cool, cloudy day, they headed to the salon after breakfast and snuggled together on a couch and watched the waves go by.

They sat there for a bit until Rose noticed Dakota shifting her legs. “Everything ok over there?”

“I hate getting a boner when I am all tucked in.”

“Then untuck silly. Or better yet, shall we go to your room and do the bow-chick-a-wow-wow?”

“Race ya!” Dakota pushed herself off, sending Rose back into the couch and was off. She was able to stay in the lead down the staircases to their floor, but once they got into the hallway, Rose’s height advantage helped her catch up to the petite woman. But Dakota reached out and touched her door, and Rose grabbed her. “I win!”

“So, what did you win?”

“Well, first, I get to eat your pussy. Then I want to fuck you, and then, well will see.”

“Are you sure you won? If so, I enjoy being the loser.”

Dakota was true to her word. She nibbled on Rose’s labia and flicked the tip of her tongue on her clit. She slipped one and then two fingers inside her pussy and massaged her G spot.

“Come for me, my tigress, yes baby, that’s it.”

“DaaaaKooooooTAAAAA! aaaaaaaaaaahEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” Dakota just soaked in the sights and sounds of driving her lover over the edge. She loved watching her being pleased. Catching her breath, Rose panted, “Fuck woman, you sure have my number.”

“Rose, I…” before Dakota could get anything else out of her mouth, the Persian tigress pounced and Dakota found herself on her back, a tongue probing her mouth. As Rose moved and nibbled her ear, Dakota let out a small moan. She felt her lover's kisses make their way down her body.

“That’s it, suck on my nipples…. I love your hands on my tits…. Oh, fuck yes, that’s it, lover.” She lifted her head a bit to watch, and Rose kept going further down. Her hand reached out and played with her hair. “Honey, remember, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

Rose, holding her girlfriend's cock in her hands, looked at her, “Baby, I don’t see a penis here, I see my lover’s cock and I want to please her like she pleases me. But be patient with me, I have little experience here.” She placed a few kisses on the head and would pause, look at it, and then kiss it again. She slowly stroked and licked it. Dakota gave her lots of encouragement and guidance. After a bit, she stopped and placed her body on the side of Dakota. “Thanks for the encouragement, give me time, I promise I’ll get there.”

The two relaxed and spent the rest of the morning in bed. They watched the sun peer through the clouds and there was a blue sky on the horizon. They headed to the top deck after some lunch and tried out the wave machine. They had a blast, even when Dakota did a face plant and her top came off. One of the guys in line snagged it and tossed it to her. She covered herself back up and did a bow.

Shortly thereafter, Rose excused herself and told Dakota to pick her up a few minutes before going to the captain's table for dinner. Dakota found Jennifer and Sarah and hung out with them for a while before heading to her room to get ready. She had brought one dress with her for a formal dinner and put it on. It was a dark green dress with a beaded lace bodice that gave her girls a lift. She curled her hair and pulled out every makeup tip she had learned over the last couple of years. She replaced her small stud earrings with a pair of small dangling pendant ones. She looked all over for her necklace she swore she packed, but then realized she had worn it shortly before the trip and it was probably still on her dresser back home.

As she knocked on Rose’s door, it opened, and her heart fluttered. Rose was wearing a traditional red Persian dress with an intricate pattern woven into it with gold thread. As Dakota looked at the pattern more closely, she could see the pattern was that of a rose winding back and forth. A red pillbox hat was on her head that had the same gold pattern woven into it. Small gold medallions hung across the front, and a gold lace scarf flowed out the back and down Rose’s back.

“Rose, you look amazing. I have never seen such a lovely dress before. And your eyes, your makeup makes them look just stunning.”

“Thanks, my dad had this made for me a few years back. It is an adaptation of a traditional dress from his family, but with an English twist with the Rose. My big sister, Lily, has one in blue but with a lily pattern. Mom has a yellow one that is a combination of Roses and Lilies. I have something for you, my sweet Dakota.” She grabbed a small gift bag from her desk and handed it over.

“Oh, Rose, you didn’t need to get me anything. I have nothing for you.”

“Please open it.” Dakota looked in the bag and inside was a small box. She opened it and inside was a gold ear chain with a double heart shape pendant; a smaller heart inside a larger one.

“Oh Rose, you shouldn’t have.”

“Please let me help you.” Rose took the chain, removed her right loop, and replaced it with the chain end.

“It’s lovely.”

“I saw it the other day in the jewelry store here, and I fell in love with it. So, I just had to get two.” She pulled out a second matching one.

“We match.” Dakota looked at herself in the mirror with Rose standing next to her. “You are a beautiful woman, Rose Kazmi.” She thought about saying the L word, but it just was not yet the time for that.

“You too, Dakota Wallace.”

They headed up to the Captain’s private dining room where a small group was assembling. Rose’s dress stole the show that night. All the ladies commented on how beautiful it was. The Captain thanked Rose, the good doctor, for being willing to help the ship with the medical emergency. An older lady pulled Dakota aside.

“Your girlfriend is a lovely smart woman. She said you two met here on the ship?”

“Yes, we met here.”

“You are fortunate to meet such a woman.”

“Thanks, I know I am the luckiest girl on the planet.”

“You seem like you have known each other for years.”

“I know, but we just met. But something clicked, that’s for sure. I am counting my blessings.”

“You do that every day, and the two of you will last a lifetime together.”

Dakota excused herself and found Rose. They said goodbye to Captain Petros and Dr. Swanson and took a stroll around the ship and bumped into their four tablemates. They too gushed over Rose’s dress and invited them for another night in the club. But Rose and Dakota were both stuffed from the meal, tired and simply retired to Dakota’s bed for the night.

Following a fun time on a zip lining excursion the next morning, Rose and Dakota made their way poolside and were catching some rays. Dakota began to look around for Rose as she had left a little while ago to get some drinks for them. Being thirsty, Dakota got up to go find her. As she was about to round a corner to get to the bar, she heard a voice from the first day on board.

“You don’t need that little tranny, Rose, come back to me and be with a real woman.”

Dakota turned the corner to see the bitch from the bar on the first day had Rose up against the wall. Rose’s hands were on her arms, and the two were locked in an embrace.

“ROSE NO!” Dakota screamed. She turned and ran full tilt back to her room. Tears were flowing down her face and she was so messed up she almost fell down running down a flight of stairs. It took her three tries to get her key card to swipe properly and unlock her door. She fell face first into her bed and wept.

She heard the pounding on her door and Rose pleading with her to open the door. But Dakota did not want to face Rose now. She sat on her bed, arms wrapped around her legs with her knees up by her chin, tears still slightly flowing. She was looking out her window and could hear Rose crying on the other side of her door. Eventually the pounding stopped, the cries became more muffled, and when she heard Rose’s Door shut across the hall, they stopped.

The ship’s shadow was stretching to the east, she was watching a school of flying fish pass in long graceful arcs, when her stomach growled. She looked out the peephole and could see no one, so she opened the door and walked upstairs.

“There you are,” she heard from behind her. Dakota spun around to see Susan walking up behind her. “Come with me, we have to talk.”

“I don’t feel like talking now, I just want to get something to eat.”

“Good, I know just the thing for you.” Susan took her arm and pulled her up a flight of stairs and into the ice cream shop. The gal behind the counter asked them what they wanted. Before Dakota could say anything, Susan spoke up for her.

“My friend would like a bowl of ‘I just saw my girlfriend kissing someone else and I am all messed up.’” The server raised her eyebrows in response.

“I know just the thing.”

“Make mine a double scoop,” muttered Dakota. “I think I need it.” Susan and Dakota found a table to partake in their ice cream therapy. They had only eaten a few bites when Susan got up and went to the entrance. There was Rose, eyes all puffy red. Susan led her to the counter.

“My friend here needs a, ‘My bat shit crazy ex just forcibly kissed me in front of my girlfriend and now she is mad at me and it is not my fault.’” This time the server gal smiled and served up a bowl just like Dakota’s.

Susan made Rose sit across from Dakota and then sat between them.

“Who knew that Chocolate Peanut Butter Fudge Chunk ice cream with banana slices could be this good?” Susan tried to break the strange looks the two women were giving each other. Dakota just went back to looking at her bowl.

“Susan, is what you said true?” whispered Dakota.

“That the bitch who kissed Rose was her ex-girlfriend, or that she is bat shit crazy? It’s both. I saw the whole thing, and I think you only saw the worst part. I saw Rose trying to push her off and then chased after you once she had.”

“That’s not totally correct, Susan,” said Rose glumly. “We were not girlfriends, we only went on a few dates in med school when I realized, as you put it, she’s bat shit crazy. She actually flunked out of med school; she couldn’t handle it. I really had not seen or thought of her since.”

Dakota just sat there trying to absorb the information she just learned and tried to reconcile it with what she saw.

“Dakota, Rose really was trying to push her away and bolted after you as soon as she broke free.”

“Really?”

“Yes Dakota, I don’t want anyone but you.” Rose wiped a tear from her eye as she said that.

“Rose,” Dakota said sheepishly, “I… I owe you an apology. I just saw the two of you kissing and well, I… I just reacted.” She came around the table and put her arms around Rose. “I’m sorry.” Rose hugged Dakota.

“I’m just glad you came back to me. I was afraid that I lost you.” Rose pulled Dakota into her lap.

“I thought I’d lost you as well.” Dakota nuzzled up to Rose, and they sat and watched the world go by. Susan’s ice cream had melted by the time they realized she was gone.

That night the two were quiet at the dinner table, letting the conversation flow over and around them. The others knew what had happened, but were glad their friends had made up. They headed up to the Salon after dinner to enjoy a cup of tea and each other. As the sun set, Dakota leaned over to Rose and found her lips. Their tongues danced together for a moment.

“What do you say Rose, shall we head down to the club in a bit?”

“Yeah, I think we have been down enough today. We could use a pick me up. But only under one condition?”

“What’s that?”

“You have to wear those skinny jeans of yours again.”

“Deal, but I get to borrow your black ankle boots with the silver buckle. And you have to wear your leather pants.”

“Should I wear the black or the white ones?”

“Wait, how many pairs do you have?”

“Well, I only brought four with me, but I have nine total. I love my leather pants. They are the only things I wear to work, unless I am in scrubs. I can wear them with just about anything. You should get some.”

“Get some of you,” she teased as she pulled Rose close and kissed her.

That night on the dance floor, both women went crazy. Dakota noticed that crazy psycho bitch was watching her, and Dakota took every chance she could to flaunt her relationship with Rose. After the slow dance that marked the end of the bands set for the night, Dakota took Rose for a walk on the top deck. They watched the moon cast rays on the prop wash as the ship sailed at night. They looked at some other lovers also out walking the deck and enjoying the stars. Rose held Dakota in her arms, and as she brushed a wisp of hair from her face, leaned down and kissed her. Dakota melted into her arms.

“Rose, you had better take me to bed now.”

“Why is that my sweet Dakota?”

“Cause otherwise I am going to have to make love to you right here. And I don’t think Captain Petros would appreciate that.”

Rose led Dakota to her room and soon a pair of leather pants landed on a pair of jeans. Rose’s eyes narrowed as she pushed the naked Dakota onto the bed. She crawled across the bed where her prey landed, breathing deeply, almost purring, her back slightly arched as if to pounce. Moon beams from her portal glimmered in Dakota’s eyes as the Persian tigress lay on top of her. She ran her fingers through Dakota’s long hair and then traced a finger over her body. It slithered down her body, dancing over her small erect nipples and finally wrapping around Dakota’s cock.

Dakota played with Rose’s pussy while her cock was being played with. Dakota continued with her ministrations until she saw the glassy eyed look form on Rose’s face. She pulled her head to hers and kissed her while Rose’s orgasm overcame her.

“Take me,” Rose whispered, “make me your woman.”

Dakota positioned her on her stomach, straddled her legs and positioned her cock for entry. She teased Rose and rubbed the tip of her cock up and down the moist slit and through her pubic hair. When Dakota could take it no longer, she pushed her cock in and played with the most beautiful brown ass she had ever seen as she fucked Rose.

“Oh, I love the feel of your tits on my back,” moaned Rose as Dakota lay on top of her while thrusting away. The scent of Rose filled Dakota’s nostrils and soon her seed was filling Rose and leaking out her pussy. When Dakota finally went limp and withdrew, Rose rolled over and the two fell asleep in each other’s arms and dreamed of each other.

Friday looked to be a wonderful sunny day, but the excursions didn’t look all that interesting to either of them. They opted to stay on the ship and enjoy the sun together. They hit the wave machine and this time Dakota could stay up and keep her top on. Rose helped Dakota with plenty of sunscreen on her pale white skin. Following another run together, they headed down to Rose’s room, this time for another romp between the sheets. That afternoon they window shopped in the jewelry store and pined for a good shoe store on board. Jennifer and Sarah found them and invited them for drinks by the pool.

At the dinner table, the girls were chatting away and having a good time when Rose cleared her throat and dinged her water glass to get their attention. “Ladies, I have something important to say.” The table fell quiet, and the five focused on Rose. Rose turned to look at Dakota.

“Dakota?”

“Yes”

“How far is Springfield General from your place?”

“About 15 minutes away, why?”

“You know I have a bunch of job offers. I’m thinking of accepting the one at Springfield General. Would you like that?”

“You mean….”

“Yes, I can’t imagine not being near you. I want there to be an us, Dakota. I don’t want to lose you. There is something between us I just can’t explain.”

“I know Rose, I don’t want to lose you either.”

“Dakota Wallace, I’m falling in love with you, will you be my girlfriend?”

“Absolutely, Rose Kazmi. I love you too.”

The other four women were all smiling as they watched their friends profess their love for each other. Susan called a steward over and ordered a bottle of Champagne. “A toast to new love!” Susan led the table after they filled the flutes. That night Rose and Dakota went wild in the disco. Dakota didn’t bother to tuck, and Rose couldn’t get enough of rubbing her ass against Dakota’s boner. A few people tried to cut in on them, but neither of them would have it. It was late in the night, and when Dakota could barely stand up they headed back to her room. Rose helped her undress and put her to bed,

“So Rose, what are your plans for moving to Springfield?” Dakota asked as they snuggled under the sheets.

“Well, I’ll send my decision as soon as I get home. It will probably take me a couple of days to pack my stuff and drive out. Then I have to find a place to live.”

“Move in with me, Rose. I don’t think I can take having you somewhere other than right next to me. I want to feel your breath on my neck at night. I want to do life with you.”

“I would love that, my sweet Dakota. I just didn’t want to presume anything.”

“My place is small, just a one-bedroom, but my lease is up in a few months so we can figure something out for the two of us then.”

“I like that idea.”

When Dakota fell asleep, Rose grabbed Dakota’s key card, put on a robe, crossed the hall to her room and grabbed a few items, and then let herself back into Dakota’s room. She spooned the tiny woman and drifted off to sleep.

Dakota had packed her bags when Rose awoke. There was just enough time for them to have one last romp before Rose needed to finish packing. They were sad as the port came into view and it was time to go home. They shared a taxi back to the airport and Rose hung out with Dakota until it was time for her to board her plane. They shed tears and promised to call every day until Rose got to Springfield.

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When Dakota returned to work, she wore her new ear chain and all the other girls wanted the dirt on her new girlfriend. She counted down the days until Rose would get to town. Dakota planned on taking off at three o’clock the Tuesday afternoon that Rose was supposed to arrive, but Rose got in early and surprised her girlfriend by visiting her office at lunchtime. Rose noticed that Dakota was wearing her ear chain and smiled when informed that she had worn it each day since the cruise. Dakota noticed that Rose had hers on as well.

Rose settled into the apartment with Dakota and into her job. There were some adjustments that both had to make living with another person, especially with the small bathroom. It wasn’t designed to hold all the makeup two women had. Dakota realized that Rose was not much of a cook, and most of the household chores sort of fell her way. She learned to accept the fact that sometimes Rose would have to dash off to the hospital at odd hours, and often her dinner would be wrapped up on a plate so she could heat it at whatever odd hour she got home.

Weeks turned into months, and then Dakota realized it was almost time for her lease to renew. The two began looking at larger apartments but couldn’t find anything they both liked.

Dakota came home from work one day, tired from dealing with a demanding client, and just wanted to put her feet up. Rose came in from the bathroom and sat next to Dakota. She placed her hand on Dakota’s thigh.

“Do you think we could get an extension on your lease for a couple of months? I think we need a little more time to find what we want.”

“Yeah, I could call the leasing office and probably get a three-month extension.”

“I think we are going to need to reconsider our plans and start looking for a house.”

“A house, really? Are you sure about that?”

“I think so. Dakota,” Rose put her hand on Dakota’s arm “um… how do I say this, we are going to need a nursery.”

“A WHAT!”

“Dakota, I’m two weeks late. And I just took the test.”

“HOW COULD YOU ROSE. HOW COULD YOU GO BEHIND MY BACK!” Dakota took off and slammed the door to the bedroom and buried her face in her pillow. Rose came in and could hear Dakota’s muffled cries about “Why me, why do people keep cheating on me?” Rose realized what was going through Dakota’s mind and stories of Hailey came forth in her mind. She sat on the bed and rubbed Dakota’s back.

“Dakota honey, I didn’t cheat on you.”

Snuffling, Dakota sat up. Her eyes were red, tears still rolled down her face. “Huh?”

“I didn’t cheat on you, Dakota.”

“But how did you get pregnant then? I can’t have kids.”

“Well, doctors have made mistakes before.”

“You mean…” Dakota blinked her eyes a few times, trying to absorb and come to grips with the reality of the situation.

“Yes, you are going to be a daddy, well a mommy who fathered a child.”

Dakota just sat there, surprised at the revelation. This was so unexpected it took time to sink in.

“Are you sure? Pregnant?”

“Does the sunrise in the east? Yep, I’m preggers. I have an appointment with Dr. Vu tomorrow. Do you want to join me?”

“Of course. Oh, my goodness, wait until my mom hears this. I think she gave up hope of being a grandma years ago when I came out of the closet. Expect her to want to be delivery room with us.”

“Well, it will probably be a good thing, us doctors make terrible patients.” Dakota sat up and kissed the future mother of her child.

Rose looked at the ceiling, “My sister is going to hate me. My mom pinned all her hopes for grandchildren on her. The poor girl felt so much pressure. I will never live this down.” Dakota smiled and for the first time recognized the glow that pregnant women have.

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Two weeks later, Dakota and Rose pulled into the driveway at Rachel and Linda’s house. It was just past midnight as they had started the 7-hour drive to Dakota’s Mom’s house later than expected because of a patient emergency at the hospital. Everyone was tired, so they just said hello and went to bed.

Dakota woke to Rose scampering out of bed and running to the bathroom. Figuring what was coming next, she grabbed a wet washcloth and a glass of water and had them at the ready when Rose finished heaving. Rachel, hearing noises, came down the hall and peered through the open bathroom door to see Rose sitting next to the toilet, and Dakota holding the washcloth to her forehead.

“Everything ok?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine now,” mumbled Rose. “I must have been more tired than I thought, I didn’t expect this to start for a few more weeks.”

“Rose, if I didn’t know better, I would say you were suffering from morning sickness.”

“Well mom,” Dakota gave her that look with her eyebrows raised. “We were going to tell you today, but… Surprise Grandma.”

“EEEEEEEEEEE! LINDA!”

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That Christmas was a special time for the two. They took a break from setting up their new house to fly out to the Bay Area to spend the holiday with Rose’s family. Rose’s parents fell in love with Dakota and she listened to Rose’s older sister Lily to tell stories about her growing up. Christmas day was a rowdy affair as Lily’s two kids howled with delight as they opened their presents. There were a number as well for the expecting couple. As the flurry of wrapping paper settled, Rose handed Dakota a large white box with a simple green bow on it.

Dakota’s face lit up as she opened it and realized what it was.

“Rose, it matches your dress.” Dakota held up the traditional Persian dress, this one in green, that had the same pattern as the red one Rose wore to the Captain’s table on the cruise. She held it up to her, Rose’s mum and dad smiled. Then Rose motioned to Dakota to join her by the tree.

“I think there is one more package that we missed sitting here in the tree.” She reached in and pulled out a small box and handed it to Dakota. “Open it.”

Dakota’s hand trembled as she unwrapped it and a small velvet box appeared. Inside was an oval cut diamond ring ringed with emeralds. Rose broke the silence, “Dakota Wallace, you have made me the happiest woman in the world, and I was wondering if you would spend the rest of your life with me. Will you marry me?”

“Rose Kazmi, I would love to be your wife.” As the two kissed, Rose’s mom put her hand on her shoulder.

“Welcome to the family, dear. We are so excited for you both.”

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Epilogue–24 years later

Heather Kazmi-Wallace parked her car and bounded up the steps to the front door and flung it open. “Mom! Mum! Are you home?”

“Heather, what are you doing here? What’s going on? Everything ok honey?”

“He did it, mom, he finally did it. Look!” She held out her hand to show Dakota the small engagement ring on her finger. “Michael finally proposed. Where’s mum?”

“Your mum should be getting out of a procedure about now, it will be two hours before she gets home today. Oh, I am so excited for you two.” Dakota hugged her daughter.

Dakota chatted with Heather for a while when her phone rang.

“Hi, Hailey… yes, Heather just told us…. Exciting news, I know. Who would have thought our children would find each other and end up getting engaged? It is going to be such fun planning a wedding with you…. Hey, got to go, Rose is getting home, got to tell her the news…. Talk to you soon. Give my love to Nick and Michael. Love you, dear.”

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Dear Reader,

Thank you for staying with my friend Dakota until the end of her story. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did to write it. The story dealt with several tough issues, none of which I have experienced firsthand. I did my best to research them and portray them in as respectful of a manner as I could. However, if you feel I missed the mark somewhere, please drop me a PM and let me know. I am always open to listening to differing opinions, and if needed, changing mine.

Again, I am indebted to my reviewers and editors, especially NaughtyDragon. This work would be of a much lower quality if he had not spent time on this project and provided valuable feedback. Please reward his efforts by reading his work.

I hope, if you like this series, you will give it a positive vote and maybe leave a comment. I hope to see you in the future on these pages.

Be well dear Reader,

~mfan2112

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