Today, Frank, Charlie and I drove to the lodge to go on the day boat. They were both brothers although they looked quite different. Charlie was the attractive one with the mustache and Frank was the younger one, only 18.
During the drive, Charlie asked if I drinked or smoked. I said my usual bullshit line. “Nope, I’m a good girl.”
“Bet you are,” he said in a raspy voice.
God, I wish he would just fuck me senseless.
On the boat, the ranger mentioned there were a couple of people visiting from New Zealand. I asked her if she knew who they were and she yelled, “Is anyone here from New Zealand?!”
ALL of the attention was on us. I don’t know how people do that. Anyways, I found them later. The guy was from Christchurch and the girl was from the UK. They met in New Zealand during Covid because she was unable to leave the country at the time. They were both super into backpacking and were planning on doing the JMT. As for now, they had just been camping around Alaska and checking out scenic areas.
“That’s the way to do it,” I said.
The day boat was pretty funny. I kept getting the vibe that Frank and Charlie just didn’t like me or that they were annoyed by my presence. I had tried making conversation with a simple comment such as pointing to the glacier and saying, “This is actually way cooler than the first time around. I never got to see it this clear before.”
Frank glared at me, not saying a word. He gave me the side eye, as is saying, “Why the fuck are you talking to me right now you fucking weirdo?”
Welp, that was my last straw in trying with them two.
Then I decided I wanted to bang Dax because my hormones were off the fucking chart. He looked so hot all of a sudden—honestly, anyone did to me at this point. I wasn’t even ovulating, I just haven’t gotten any in a week so I was extremely horny.
I told Georgina all about it, then she wrote a note to Tanner on a post it:
Dax is going to get some.
Later, I saw Tanner come out of the ‘out of order’ bathroom and I go, “Oh, I thought that was completely locked off.”
“Nope, only for the customers.”
“Mm, how big is the space?” I asked as I peeked into the bathroom.
“Pretty big,” he said, “plenty of space for ‘activities.’”
Two minutes later, I was helping Dax get a piece of glacial ice chunk out of the water with a net.
“Hey, Dax,” I started, “have you ever had sex on a boat?”
“No?”
“Do you want to have sex with me on the boat?”
He blushed, “Yeah.”
“Cool,” I said, “let’s just wait for the boat to pick up some speed.”
He proceeded to completely ignore me the rest of the trip.
“Ah, I said to Georgina, “this happens to me all the time. My bluntness often scares dudes off or they think there’s some sort of catch.”
Back when I was timid, I got laid here and there. Now, I am very blunt and get laid way more, but also get rejected almost an equal amount. I also find dudes are very intimidated when they know I’m going to write about them.
As we were arriving back to the dock, he said, “Sorry I didn’t talk to you,” then acted as if things came up.
“You don’t have to be afraid to talk to me,” I said, “you can tell me if you’re not interested or if you change your mind. I can handle it.”
“Oh, no, it’s not that, I just got busy. Amineh made me steer the boat the whole way back.”
Still don’t know why he lied when I gave him the opportunity to be honest. I knew that Tanner was keeping Amineh distracted for us to go have a quickie. I let it roll off my back then when we arrived at the dock I went to say hi to the Dominican Republic girls in the laundry room.
They hugged me and asked, “Do you miss the lodge?”
“Not one bit,” I said, “I only miss the boys. I miss Kaden the most.” I smiled recalling the multiple dreams I had of sucking his cock.
Yanira goes, “No, not Kaden. He is not good guy. Trust me.”
“No, not like a boyfriend. Just for sex.” I put my hands on my hips. “It’s been a week!”
They looked at me in confusion. “So?”
“I’m losing my mind.” Truly, I only felt this way being in the vicinity of the lodge again, feeling tempted by all the different men that walked by.
I walked upstairs and saw Hook with Jenna. “It’s my last day,” he said.
“That’s unfortunate,” I said, with a sexual undertone.
“Maybe for you,” he bantered.
Then I saw Juozas and pinched his ass. He turned around and blushed. I love how smiley we both were with each other—two devils hiding behind our innocent faces.
“Why are your eyes so dilated?” I asked. “Have you been taking drugs?”
“It’s because I laid my eyes on you,” he flirted.
I planned to meet up with Dubu at the lodge for dinner, however he wasn’t there yet so I went to the EDR to pass some time. There, I hung out with Mulch and Barry. They were updating me with recent events when suddenly I saw the hot construction workers through the window. One of them wore loose suspenders and a hard hat. He was covered in dirt, his shift was about to end. My friends’ voices faded out while I completely zoned out on this guy. It felt like straight out of a movie, as if he was walking in slow motion and any second he would start stripping for me.
Next thing I know, I’m running out the door so I could make a move on him. I realized I would have to hop over the railing which would appear desperate, so I went back inside.
“What the fuck was that?” Mulch asked.
“Oh, I saw a hot construction guy.”
“We were literally just talking, Freyja. What the fuck.”
Barry goes, “You literally just got here.”
“It’s been a week guys,” I whispered.
Then, I got to see Axle. He walked me to his room so I could grab the mannequin and ropes. He had gotten a haircut and cleaned up his beard. Normally I’m into that wild look, yet I was suddenly more turned on by him than ever before.
He joked, “So you got in trouble for not wearing a bra, huh?”
My nips were growing hard. I sure hoped he was picturing my naked breasts. I visualized him confessing all the dirty things he wanted to do to me and all of the ways he was taking advantage of me in his own personal thoughts. I wished he would put Jesus aside and just ram me. Instead, we talked about Russ and how he got fired for drinking on the job. It sucked for him, but I was extremely turned on listening to Axle go into ‘commanding’ and ‘pissed’ mode. I wanted to see that. My legs would spread wide open to that version of him.
“That must be annoying to be a general manager,” I said, “especially because I am the type to want to say something once and have it be respected, understood and adhered to.”
Axle then closes the door behind us and says, “Yeah about that. Listen, I heard about you and Sheldon.” (To be continued in book…)
After I grabbed everything, I went back to the lodge. Paramour yelled, “Alert!” then pulled me aside as if to share a secret. “There is a super hot guy sitting outside on the deck right there. Go talk to him.”
“Gladly.”
Dubu was already talking to one of the guys, so I went outside to introduce myself. They were two gentlemen visiting from Haynes, both looked to be in their 40s. One of the guys was making it extremely obvious he was undressing me with his eyes. Rightly so, I was in my lace stockings and a short mini skirt. His other friend begins to tell me how he is a cyclist, often doing trips “with his wife.”
Dubu cut off the conversation and we went to sit down and catch up on everything. The two guys came to our table and asked if they could join us.
“Absolutely!” I said, thinking it would be the perfect chance to work my magic.
But nope, Dubu turned his chair away from them, visibly upset and said, “No, we are here together.”
I felt pretty bummed as I really do love meeting new people. I really didn’t vibe with the possessive kine energy, either. Hence why I love being on my own, yet again, because I could just do what I want when I want to. I wanted to leave the restaurant and say what has been on my mind since that night. I felt I finally processed things and could communicate now.
When we got in his truck, I flat out asked, “Dubu, what are your intentions with me, because I really don’t want you to be doing these things and giving me all these gifts if you have a hidden agenda with me.”
He shook his head, letting me know I was mistaken.
“Because,” I continued, “I actually didn’t feel comfortable that night I laid on you and it took me a long time to process. Sometimes I don’t communicate right away, but I’m working on that.”
“Freyja,” he started, “I just want you to know you are safe anytime we lay like that.”
“That’s not the point,” I said. “The point is I’m not comfortable doing that from here on out, especially if you want to continue to be friends with me. I really cherish what we have as a friendship. I don’t even do that kind of stuff with my closest friends.”
He seemed to handle it very maturely. He said, “This ties in perfectly to something I wanted to give you.”
We went back to his place and he gave me a handwritten letter, talking about how much he cherishes our friendship and the honesty between us. Alongside that, he gifted me a necklace that reminded me of the stones the natives decorated themselves with—jade, turquoise, and lapis. He had a matching one for himself that we planned to wear together in Ghana.
When we got back to the lodge, Dubu grabbed a couple of cookies for us and we went upstairs to play ping-pong. We busted out laughing numerous times because he kept accidentally farting really loud anytime he hit the ball. I would fall to the floor numerous times, dry heaving laughter.
“What did I eat?!” he yelled.
“The food at the lodge!”
