The night before the cruise.

Amber went down the checklist of provisions. "Steak, check. Nonfat frozen Yogurt, check. Various types lubrication...wait...Julio? Why are the types of lubrication on the food checklist?" Amber asked as she looked up at her crew member and male lover.

"Two of them are edible. The strawberry and cherry." Julio answered simply from where he was changing out some bulbs in the galley.

"Babe, that doesn't make them food." Amber said with a laugh.

"This is true. They just happened to be the last on the check list to get for the...other activities we will be experiencing."

Amber bit her lip as she watched him reach up and screw in the bulbs. Her pussy started creating it's own lubricant at the thought of those...other activities. She shook her head, trying to clear it, and quickly went down the check list. As she double checked the last item (Fire extinguisher certifications...also not food, but very important.) she became aware of the pair of feminine hands working her shoulders. She looked over her shoulder at the brunette female love of her life, Julia. "Hi." She said with a smile.

"I have a feeling the wait is going to make you very tired tomorrow. Mainly because you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"I think you are right, lover. So...do you have an inkling what to do about it?"

"Inkling...I don't know what that means exactly, but I think Julio and me will have to tire you out a bit."

"Julio and I. Kate would have had a fit."

"Kate is nice. She may correct, but no have a fit." Julio stated as he put the dead bulbs in the recycling bin, and the spare bulbs into the utility closet.

Not that Amber or Julia were actually hearing him at the moment. They were too busy tearing the little clothes they had on, off. By the time Julio stepped over to the two women they were down to Amber skirt, and Julia's bikini top.