Chapter 8

Jeff watched the harbor fade in the distance as the powerful engines carried them away. Diana walked up beside him as he mused on the events facing him. She was about to speak when the sound of a blasting horn from a nearby freighter frightened her. With a startled yelp, she suddenly leapt into his arms. Jeff noticed a difference in the feel of her against him. He could feel her left breast pressing against him, but he noticed she didn't have a right breast. Different reasons for this ran through his mind. Had she had a mastectomy? Dismissing this due to her otherwise robust health, he began sifting the bits of information he had learned about her in the short time he had known her: Her strength, her disdain for men, her missing right breast. Wonderingly he looked into her eyes, when it suddenly dawned on him. It was impossible, but the only explanation that made any sense at all was staring him in the face. Diana was an Amazon! Diana could see the realization of her identity in his eyes. When she saw the realization dawn on Jeff, her respect for him grew. Here was a man that had intelligence and cunning. Even with the limited training she had given him, she could tell that he was a natural. His reflexes and finesse were the most impressive she had ever seen.

"Were you wanting to tell me something, Princess?" he asked her as he slowly released her.

"You do not have to call me Princess, young warrior. I never thought I would say this of any man, but we are equals," she answered, as she looked him squarely in the eye.

"If we are equals, I would rather you called me Jeff, if you would, please," he told her as he smiled at her.

"Okay,... Jeff. I have always been told that men were inferior. But now I know that you are not like other men. I will be honored to call you Jeff if you will call me Diana," she answered with a smile of her own. She knew this young man's destiny was yet to be fulfilled, but he was on his way.

"Okay, Diana. I had been wondering why you seemed to hate me..." he started to say.

"No, I don't hate men. As I have just told you, I was taught that men were inferior, but since I have begun training you, I see why you were the one chosen to receive the Oberon Ring," she said.

"Oh, okay. Cool, that makes sense I guess," he replied. Jeff once again let his mind drift over the recent events that had taken place, and all the other proceedings yet to come. Diana could see he was deep in thought, but a question had been nagging at her in the back of her mind. Everything was just too coincidental. Finding this exact boat just when they needed it was no accident, she knew.

"I asked you earlier how you found this boat," she said. "Can you tell me anything more?"

"Well... the old man that told me about this was kind of strange. It almost seemed like he was laughing at me. I kind of felt like he knew more about this than he was telling me," he told her. Diana suddenly smiled as she realized who the 'old man' was. It could have been none other than Zeus himself. He had often taken different forms whenever he made earthly visits. She knew that he particularly delighted in this sport as he had often done this to seduce women. Satisfied with her conclusions, she decided to begin Jeff's training in earnest now. She knew Zeus loved his little game, and she wanted to make sure her newfound friend was more than ready for it.

"Are you ready to begin your training again youn... I mean Jeff?" she asked him. When he nodded, she produced his sword, seemingly out of thin air. Handing the sword to him, she stepped back and assumed her defensive position. As the pair began their mock battle, Sara stepped out of the cabin. When she saw Jeff and Diana dueling, a shudder passed through her. She had felt a stirring deep in her loins when she first saw Jeff, and as she watched him battling his obviously skilled opponent, moistness began to form in her hot cunt. Oblivious to the arrival of their spectator, Jeff and Diana continued their heated training, each blow coming inches away from doing mortal damage to the other. As Sara watched the two, she didn't notice that her right hand began squeezing and pinching her nipples, making the sensitive buds come to life. When she realized what she was doing, Sara looked around to make sure that nobody else had noticed. Seeing that she was safe, she increased the intensity of the assault on her breasts. When the heat became too much for her to stand, Sara began squeezing her thighs together to heighten the delicious desire she felt in her pussy.

"Excuse me Miss, are you the owner of this boat?" a feminine voice behind her asked. Startled, Sara quickly whipped around, embarrassed to be caught indulging her carnal cravings.

"Er... um, yes, I own it. Is there something wrong?" she asked. Sara was too ashamed to look into the eyes of the newcomer at first, but as her eyes drifted up from the woman's feet in front of her, she took in a stunning package of femininity. Stunning legs led to flared hips, then to a very trim waist. Perched above the woman's flat abdomen was a very delicious set of breasts, their firmness beyond question. The bikini she wore left very little to the imagination, displaying the redhead's ample charms to their best advantage. Only covering her nipples and slit, it hinted at the paradise to be found in the feisty teacher's arms. When Sara finally looked into the beautiful redhead's face, she saw a mischievous glint in her eyes and a smile on her lips.

"I just wanted to know if there was a place where I could go over some studies with Jeff and Holly, I don't want them to fall too far behind in the schoolwork, even if they are on this cruise," she answered. Although it was a flimsy excuse, Leandra couldn't think of any other way to try to get to know the blonde better. She had observed the shapely blonde when they had first come aboard, and had been trying to think of some ways to get her into the room she shared with Diana. Sara had never thought about making love with a woman until that moment, but she knew that if she were to ever try it, she would want this titian beauty to be her first.

"I'm sure we can accommodate you, there is plenty of room for any indoor or outdoor lessons you may wish to conduct," Sara told her. Leandra could see that the luscious blonde wasn't going to play with her at that time, so she decided to look around the rest of the boat. As she strolled along the deck, she looked out upon the water, enjoying the peace that seemed to envelop her. Beginning to feel restless, Leandra decided to rejoin Sara, both for her company as well as to watch Jeff's training. Although she had seen it several times before, the give and take of sword fighting never ceased to fascinate Leandra. The movements of the combatants reminded her of a macabre dance. As Sara and Leandra continued watching, Holly and Michelle joined them, wanting to be close to the young man who owned their tender young hearts. Michelle looked radiant as she gazed at the scene before her, silently cheering her lover on. Holly felt her insides churning as she frantically ran to the railing, trying to avoid making a mess on the deck. Leandra gazed curiously at Holly as she watched the retching young girl. Wanting to make Holly feel better, Leandra walked over to the young girl, holding her head as her stomach continued to expel its contents. Wanting to help Holly get over her queasiness, Leandra began to let her mind wander throughout the younger girl's mind and body. Just as she was about to remove her consciousness from Holly, she saw something that made her smile, then shake her head in wonderment. The tiny embryo, nestled snugly in Holly's womb, brought a warm feeling to Leandra. Shaking her head to get her mind back on the task she had begun, Leandra eased the seasickness in the pale mother-to-be.

"Oh, thank you. That is much better," Holly told her as she moved unsteadily away from the railing. Leandra debated over telling Holly of her impending good fortune, but decided to wait till a more opportune time. Holly was embarrassed at getting so sick, but sensed the beautiful redhead was somehow responsible for her getting rid of the nausea that had been plaguing her. The only puzzling thing for the young girl was the secretive smile she saw on Leandra's face every time she glanced at her. Shrugging it off, Holly changed out of her dirty outfit and decided to put on a bikini to see if she could once again entice her brother into a bout of lovemaking. As they walked back to rejoin the others, Holly couldn't help but notice the other women staring at Jeff. When she saw this, the jealousy rampaged throughout her body, momentarily making her stop in her tracks. Leandra noticed this, and quietly smiled to herself, likening Holly's reaction to a mother bear protecting her cubs.

"That is enough training for today, Jeff," Diana told the young man. Unable to admit that Jeff would soon equal her skill, she still grudgingly allowed her respect for him to grow. He was everything they had been wanting and more. His reflexes were phenomenal and his mind was razor sharp. It was time to step up his training now. He had his defensive tactics down pat; now it was time to teach him how to take the offensive. Diana knew he would quickly be proficient at this as well.

Jeff stepped out of the shower, finally getting rid of the sweat from his workout. He had been looking forward to this as soon as Diana had told him they were finished for the day. He quickly drew on his swimming trunks and went out to join the rest. Jeff hadn't seen his mother for quite awhile, so he decided to find her before he did anything else. As Jeff stepped out on the deck, a movement caught his eyes. There, away from the others was Demetrius and his mother involved in what appeared to be a deep discussion. Jeff began walking toward them until he heard his mother's laugh drifting toward him. With a small grin on his lips, Jeff began walking toward the others, only to be waylaid by Leandra.