The sound of laughter followed by heavy snogging was coming out from the hallway, as the newly weds (in name only) were locking lips fiercely, as the hotel clerk tried to open the door to their suite. Jane was dressed in an all white wedding dress, her long blonde hair flowing down beneath the short veil, while her “groom” Mikala was wearing a man’s style tux. Mikala was a short haired bruenette with manly features for a woman. The happy couple had just celebrated a naming ceremony on the beach near the resort and had come up to their apartment for the honeymoon to really kick off. The door to the room was finally opened, and the young clerk carried in their bags, as Mikala swept up Jane in her arms and carried her over the threshold. Jane squealed, burying her face into her partner’s neck. Mikala ceremoniously plonked down her new bride, who had now taken in the room they were staying in.
“Oh…my …God! It’s beautiful!”
“Anything for you, Angel.” Mikala said, tipping the clerk as he then took his leave. Jane spun around and tore off her veil. She made goose lips at her love before skipping around the room dancing with her veil much to her love’s amusement. Watching her darling new bride brought a swelling to her chest and somewhere else. But first things first. Mikala went to the fridge and took out a bottle of champagne, then two crystal flutes. All the while Jane was still dancing about, then she ripped open the curtains.
“I can see the pool!”
Honestly she was like an excitable puppy. Opening the glass sliding door, she ventured out – kicking off her white shoes and then going to the edge of the balcony railing. Mikala followed her out, offering her a glass of champagne, before wrapping an arm around her protectively. The pair so much in love.
“This is going to be a night to remember.” Mikala said, kissing Jane’s neck before then taking a sip of champagne.
The nap did wonders to recharge her energy and upon waking, Pandora found herself starving. Seeing that she had an hour before the start of the luau, she headed for the shower to get ready. She found herself humming one of her favorite songs as she washed her hair.
Toweling herself off, she pulled out the dress she had purchased to wear for the luau with a smile on her face. She had never worn anything so revealing or so colorful and it changed her whole attitude. She was determined to update her wardrobe when she got home.
Tying her hair up into a loose ponytail that made her look a few years younger then she actually was, she rubbed her favorite lotion into her skin before slipping into a matching colored thong. Slipping on the dress, she added some beaded bracelets and earrings.
Checking her appearance in the mirror, she pronounced herself ready and taking up her cane, she headed out.
The hotel had gone all out to give it’s patrons a genuine luau experience. There was a stage set up behind the hotel at the edge of the beach with enough tables set up to feed the entire hotel. One of the servers saw her looking around and moved to escort her to the front so that she would be unimpeded with her injury. She thanked him with a smile, hooking her cane on the back of the chair.
“Would you care for a drink before your meal, Ms LaRue?”
“A Mango Mai Tai sounds good.” she stated.
“”I’ll bring that up for you while you decide on your meal.”
“Thank you.” she nodded, looking at the menu choices for the evening.
The afternoon’s pleasures did nothing to wear out the newlyweds from Room 102. Jane was now dressed in a skimpy bikini top and matching short skirt that screamed ever colour of the rainbow with bright flowers that set of her natural tan. Her hair was bound up in a loose bun with a large flower behind one ear. Smiling broadly, she led Mikala through the crowd of hotel guests to find their spot at the Luau. Mikala had her hair swept back, still wet from the shower and she was practically being dragged along by her excitable bride, Jane. Mikala was not dressed as skimpily as Jane, opting for a Hawaiian shirt and long shorts. She was the more conservative of the pair, that was for sure.
Little did the pair know that their table was right next to Pandora’s who had just been shown to her seat by the wait staff. Jane grinned and waved at Pandora as she took her place, then tugged on the skirt of a passing waiter asking.
“Can I have one of those cocktail things…in a coconut?”
She squealed when he said she could and took Mikala’s order of a JD on the rocks. Jane was like a bouncy ball, looking around and pointing people out. Squealing every time something exciting happened, or someone gorgeous walked past. Mikala protectively put her arm around Jane, before she bounced right out of her seat.
“If they ask people to do the hula….I am so getting up, hun.” Jane blurted, as a large coconut drink was set down in front of her, complete with crazy straw and little umbrella.
“This is so cute. I need to take a selfie with it.” she then got out her camera and posed with the coconut with a cheesy grin.
Pandora was swaying along to the Hawaiian music that was playing through the loudspeakers at the edge of the stage while she sipped her drink, pretty much off in her own world as she waited for her dinner and for the luau to start.
A squeal of delight next to her had her turning in her seat to see two women, obviously a couple from the way the brunette had an arm around the bouncing blonde next to her. The blonde was practically humping the table in her enthusiasm, even going so far as to snap a goofy pic of herself with her coconut drink.
Pandora shook her head with a smile. It was nice to see a happy couple for once, instead of all the doom and gloom she’d been subjected to recently.
Waiters began to bring out the food on rolling carts, moving from table to table and serving the guests their selections. It all looked so good to Pandora and she was starving. She picked out several things to try, including fried calimari marinated in duck sauce.
The stage was being setup with instruments, stagehands dashing left and right to make sure everything was safe for the entertainers.
Pandora couldn’t wait. She’d never seen an authentic luau before and it was sure to be an experience she’d never forget.
The smells and sights of the dishes that were being placed down before the eager guests had many chatting loudly, and none more so than Jane. Mikala could only chuckle at the antics of her blushing bride, who was already starting on her coconut cocktail. Her feet tapping under the table as the band were setting up the instruments.
“I want pork!” Jane cried, as a trolley was going past. The waiter made up a plate for Jane and her partner, who was smirking at Jane’s antics. “Got enough on your plate, angel?”She asked, as Jane was gesturing for it to be loaded. Jane nodded repeatedly as she picked off a piece of fruit and stuck it between her teeth, then giving Mikala a fruity kiss. The pair started to kiss each other passionately, enough to make the waiter blush. Coming up for air, Jane sung out to Pandora.
“Where’s your date?”
Jane assumed that everyone was on a holiday with a loved one. She didn’t see the cane, or come to think that maybe Pandora was dining on her own.
“I’m Jane, and this is my wife Mikala. We just got married.”
She flashed a huge wedding engagement ring at Pandora before resting her head on Mikala’s shoulder. She was like a huge blonde over affectionate kitten.
Mikala nodded politely while stroking Jane’s side.
The blonde squealed behind Pandora again, shouting something about pork. Pandora could only grin and shake her head, glad the woman was enjoying herself.
She turned around to see the two women sharing a passionate kiss and Pandora quickly averted her gaze, feeling like she’d just intruded on a private moment.
The blonde came up for air and noticed Pandora was turned toward them.
“Where’s your date?” she sing-songed.
Pandora shrugged her shoulders, not as bothered by the question as she once would have been.
“Dateless. Sorry.” she chuckled. “I actually prefer it.”
“I’m Jane, and this is my wife Mikala. We just got married.” the blonder grinned, flashing the large diamond on her finger and resting her head on the brunette’s shoulder. The brunette, Mikala nodded in Pandora’s direction.
“Pandora. Pleasure to meet you both, and congratulations.” Pandora smiled. “This place is amazing, isn’t it?” She looked around with a grin.
“Like…Pandora’s box? Ooo that can be so rude.” Jane erupted into a fit of girly giggles, only to be silenced her mouth fell open at the next food trolley to trundle past, with more exotic dishes to tempt the eye. She immediately started to ask for helpings of this and that, while Mikala struck up a conversation with Pandora.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Pandora. And forgive my wife, she tends to get a bit excited over new things. It’s one of the things I love about her.”
Looking at Jane, she was already getting her third plate full of Hawaiian treats as Mikala could only smile. To Jane, this whole holiday experience, from the room to the fantastic meals they were serving. It was her first time overseas, and she was loving every minute of it.
“I hope you didn’t think Jane was rude asking where your date was. She tends to think that everyone on a holiday is with someone they love.”
At this point, Doctor Lumbard walked past the trio and went to go take a seat on his own. He didn’t look back or acknowledge Pandora, for he hated to admit that he would even come down to the Luau, after knocking her back.
“Like…Pandora’s box? Ooo that can be so rude.” Jane giggled before breaking out in another squeal when more food was brought by. Mikala just rolled her eyes.
“It is a pleasure to meet you, Pandora. And forgive my wife, she tends to get a bit excited over new things. It’s one of the things I love about her.” Mikala stated. “I hope you didn’t think Jane was rude asking where your date was. She tends to think that everyone on a holiday is with someone they love.”
“Nope, not me. Single and currently loving it. Call me a relationship-phobe, but I just don’t do commitment very well. Tends to complicate things.”
As if her words conjured him, Jason walked past them to sit alone at another table, not even bothering to acknowledge Pandora. She shrugged, not as bothered by it as she once was. She was becoming used to being ignored by men, and it made her feel assured of her own self-worth. She was coming to realize, she didn’t need a man in her life to be happy. All she needed was her own confidence and belief in herself that she could do anything.
She was going to go home with a new attitude, and damn anyone who got in her way.
“So what do you ladies do for a living?” Pandora wondered, taking up her plates of food and joining the two women at their table.
Mikala moved over to give Pandora room to join them, as the question was asked what the couple did for a living. Mikala would be the first to answer, since she didn’t have a mouthful of food like Jane did.
“I’m head of marketing for one of Seattle’s leading Advertising giants Wincorp. We do everything from magazines, to motion pictures and just gotten into the online market, which has seen business triple in the last three months.” Mikala was quite proud of her achievements in business after being one of the few in her top in her college to get the Dean’s prize. A natural in the industry she was highly sought after and knew it as well. The fact she was taking a break and getting married was a shock both to her family and her business partners. Course it was an even greater one when they found out she fell in love with a woman.
This was when Jane finally swallowed and said.
“I’m a florist. I have this sweet little shop down town called “Jane’s flowers and gifts.”
Now how on earth a high paid executive would come to be in love with a young florist was like the makings of an epic chick flick and no doubt, Pandora may well want to know how the two fell in love.
“I met Mikala when I was delivering some flowers for her birthday from her ex husband.” Jane said with a great smile.
“It was love at first sight. I can still remember that moment, when she took me on her desk, right next to the roses.”Needless to say this would have painted quite the visual image in Pandora’s mind. Mikala glanced at Jane, and you could see the absolute love in her eyes for the cheeky blonde. “Cleared the desk, if I remember.”
“I didn’t even know I was a lesbian.” Jane added, before the pair shared a soft kiss.
“Well isn’t that something. You know, I think I’ve ridden past your shop a couple of times.” She told Jane. “You have some real beautiful arrangements from what I’ve seen.”
Before either woman could reply, Pandora’s cell phone rang. “Excuse me.” She checked the caller ID and saw that it was her mechanic, quickly pressing the send button. “Talk to me, Lou. How’s my baby?”
“Well I have good news and bad news.” he started. She covered her eyes with a groan.
“Tell me the bad news.”
“Your engine block is cracked.”
She winced when she heard that. If that was the extent of the damage, how could there be good news? She was almost afraid to ask, but she had to know.
“And the good news?”
“I can get a new one, same make and model, through an outside supplier…”
“Why do I feel a ‘but’ in there somewhere?”
“But I have to order the part from Germany, and it’s going to be at least 2 weeks.”
“Shit.” she groaned. Bad news to good news to more bad news. Someone hated her.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Do what you need to, Lou. I’m not going to be in this cast forever and I need my wheels.”
“I’ll have to charge you for the part and shipping.” he hedged.
“If it gets her fixed, I’ll sell my soul to Satan if I have to. Just get her fixed.”
“You got it.”
“Thanks Lou.” Pandora sighed before she hung up the phone. “Sorry about that. Had an accident with my bike a week ago, ended up spraining my shoulder and breaking my ankle.” She explained.
While Pandora was taking her call from the mainland, Jane and Mikala started to tuck into their meals. Jane in particular was famished, and by the look on her face you could see the meal she was having was giving her a mouth gasm. Every now and again, Mikala seemed to glance at Pandora – hearing one side of the conversation it sounded like she had a damaged bike that needed special parts sent over. She knew how expensive some bike parts could be, and if it was a special model it would take weeks to get them.
Pandora soon ended the call, and explained her situation. An accident on her bike had led her to have the injuries that required a walking cane. It all made sense to the business executive, who was a lover of bikes herself.
“Well, when you get back if you need a ride, I can loan you one of mine. That is if you are into Harley’s.”
Jane’s ears pricked at the talk of the bikes.
“Oh my god. Mika has some amazing bikes. You should see her garage. She lets me ride in behind, cause like I can barely get one to stand up on my own.”
This might be an offer that Pandora might accept if she was desperate for wheels when she got back from her holiday. On word that Pandora was still recovering from her injuries, Jane asked.
“So is that why you came to Hawaii? To get better under a golden sun, surrounded by beautiful people?’