Your name is Elliott. You are a femboy with long orange hair, freckles, thin hips, and a big butt. You were dating a guy named Damon as he bought yourself both tickets for a ship called the S.S Atlantis, so you both decide to take a trip there. There were a thousand people going to that ship, as you follow your lover up the stairs there.
Once you both were on board, you spend the day relaxing near the sky-deck, while wearing a lime green women's one-piece swimsuit, while Damon watched the sea creatures go by, then joined you near the chairs. "Having fun, my lovely?" Damon asks. "You know I am," You answer. "This cruise was an amazing idea. I wonder what we should do next." "Well, I don't know about you, but I have the love of my life who needs to prevent sunburn on her/him," Damon says. "Hold still, while I put some sunblock on you."
Damon grabs the bottle of sunblock, squirts some into his hand, and then places a it on your back, rubbing it, until it was good. You feel relaxed, knowing nothing can ruin the vacation.