A ferry pulled into dock just as Malibu arrived at the loading station.
“Ticket,” the guard said to Malibu as she reached the on-ramp.
“No ticket, just this.” She flashed the ring on her hand.
The guard’s eyes grew wider, but only a little, as if he had seen these jewels before but was surprised to see that Malibu had one. He let her past.
As Malibu stepped onto the boat’s lower deck, a cloud of perfume floated into her face. It was so pungent it burned and for a moment everything got kind of blurry. Then, as the perfume climbed its way up her nose, Malibu felt her body tingle and her skin heat up as she was overcome by a feeling of arousal. It lasted for a moment, then her head cleared, if only mildly. As she took a step forward, she heard a giggle. Looking to her right, she saw two y
