<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><em>Avanka</em></span></span></div><br/><hr/><br/>Hawaii is nice and all that but it’s on the other side of the earth from London and by the time I arrived at the docks, I felt our house at Kensington Gardens in London could have been on another planet. The trip had taken me nearly a whole day! Most of it I slept away though in my king size bed in my dad’s private plane and I was in the car on my way to the docks. The plane was amazingly luxurious but this car was the opposite. It was a black Chrysler and I would seriously tell daddy to never hire them again. The big ape at the wheel looked like a convict in his black suit and black sunglasses, the car was black and the interior was black leather and black plastic. The horror! It was obvious I had flown to a part of the world that was a little less civilized than Britain. Soon though I would be on a cruise on a yacht in super luxury. Lovely. I told the driver to speed up a bit as I could already see the cocktails waiting and my bikini was screaming to get out of my suitcase.<br/><br/>As we drove to the docks I played with my phone, texting my friends about the plane trip and making fun of the ape in the front. Occasionally the guy would look back at me and I would look back bored. Not that he could see any expression on my face. The sunglasses I had on were bigger than the Thames Barrier and probably just as expensive. I just hoped he would look away when I got out of the car.<br/><br/>I was wearing a very light white summer dress, some open white wedged sandals and for the occasion I had taken a white flower in my hair, which hung loose over my shoulders and back, contrasting sharply with all the white. When we stopped and the ape turned off the engine I looked out of the window and could see the docks. He got out and walked around the car, opened the door and immediately opened the trunk of the car to take my suitcases out. I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes before looking in the rear view mirror to see if my hair was still in one piece. When I was satisfied that it was, I got out of the car and looked around. The biggest boat in the harbour lay at the back and it looked a lot like the Carina.<br/><br/>I had met Veronica at a boring business party of daddy once and we became friends and have been for a couple of years now. She’s a bit older than me but I fancy her. Call me a slut but I’d do her anytime if she was into that. Which was my only flaw. I was shy when it came to people I knew. The big ape, lugging my suitcases down the harbour I had no problem bitching around but when I was around friends or people who knew me, I got a bit insecure. I didn’t fancy her in the way that I loved or liked her but if I ever was to have sex with a girl, something I really wanted, it would have to be with her.<br/><br/>Back in England I was known for being a party animal but I wasn’t seen with guys or drugs a lot. In fact, to be brutally honest, I had sex only twice in my life. That didn’t stop me from packing a few sex toys as secretly, I had a guy who pleased me in his basement with whips and chains instead of his cock. Maybe Veronica was into it as well?<br/><br/>The closer I got to the yacht, the bigger it became and when I was standing next to it, the damn thing looked like Titanic. It was even bigger than my dad’s! When I saw Veronica I yelled out and ran up the plank onto the yacht and fell around her neck.<br/><br/><strong>“Hiya! How are you? This boat is amazing already!.”</strong><br/><br/>I motioned the ape to get my suitcases on the ship and when my pink suitcases were on the ship I told him he could leave. I had arrived and was ready to party! Let’s get this show on the road. Or water…<br/>