Since Ron had been drinking without talking he wound up drunk earlier than the others and dodged off for some time. When he again came to consciousness, they were still talking, although Marty was too drunk to even make a single proper sentence and the bottle of rum was empty. Finally, Marty slumped down and landed with his face on the table snoring loudly.
"Oh you are awake Ron, can you drop him in his room?" asked Isanna who was drunk herself. Ron didn't want to but he also wanted to get him out of their room, so he grabbed the man and slowly balancing him on his feet took him to his room. He dropped him on the floor since he was bound to fall into this state if he left him on the hammock.
Ron went back to his room, his brain was still swiveling with the effects of the sea rum. He found Isanna lying in her Hammock, only in her underclothes. It was pretty hot in the room so he didn't blame her, he removed his shirt and pants too, and lay down in his hammock.
He glanced at her and couldn't help but get hard when he saw her cloth-covered breasts rising and falling in a slow rhythm.
"Did you find his room?" she suddenly spoke without opening her eyes. Ron had thought she was asleep, he instinctively put a hand over the tent in his underwear and answered.
"Yeah, I found it, it wasn't hard to guess which one was his, it was the smelly and dirtiest one," he said.
"Yeah he was always a bit messy and careless even at the academy," she said nostalgically.
"I thought you didn't like people like that, you always tell me to keep things clean," he said.
"Well things are different on a ship, and everybody has some flaws, you sound like you don't like Marty," she said turning and rising on one elbow and looking at him.
"No I mean, it's just a feeling, I think we should stay alert," he said.
"With Marty? I think you are just too shaken by the sea, I know how change can be difficult for you, but trust me, Marty and I go way back, we don't need to worry about him," she said.
"Did you and him ever?" he asked the question he had dreaded the answer to.
"What? Wait are you jealous?" she asked now looking directly at him.
"No, it's just that I have never seen you so, umm, unstrict with anyone," he stumbled.
Isanna smiled a little and laid back down.
"Well I am honestly a little pleased that you care about me still, I had always worried I had ruined our relationship by sending you away, and about the other thing, well I am a woman too, Ron, and I have had lovers in my life too," she said.
Ron didn't like that she didn't give him an answer to the question.
"Now that we are on this topic, Ron it might be a little awkward to answer, but have you been with a girl?" she asked.
"I am not answering that!" he said embarrassed.
"No I mean, I know you like Fiona, and I thought, well she has been through a lot, and I only wanted you to give her time," she said.
"I don't like Fiona, I mean we haven't and I haven't," he stuttered.
"So you haven't been a girl yet?" she asked.
"No," he said.
"Have you seen a woman naked before?" she asked.
"No, I mean, only you," he said his face red.
"Do you know how things work?" she asked.
"Why are we having this conversation?" he hissed embarrassed out of his mind. So far he had answered only because of his drunkness but he was getting sober fast.
"I mean, usually a father talks about this stuff, but If you ever need to ask any questions," she said.
"Ummm, I think we should stop talking about this now," he said.
"Stop being shy, I told you, we are on a mission together now, we don't know what kind of situation we might find ourselves in, it's not all about fighting, or Derek could have called anybody, sometimes we have to infiltrate or so some spying work, and usually women are picked for that, and you can imagine why that is," she said.
"So, if you need to take care of yourself, you can, I don't mind," she added.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Come on, I have seen my fair share of hard dicks," she said making him almost jump. He thought he had been hiding his erection with his hand and she wasn't even looking at him.
"I am fine," he stuttered.
"Don't worry I won't look, just relieve yourself," she said and closed her eyes.
Ron waited long, just looking at her, wondering what to do, he then slowly pulled out his hard cock and started stroking it slowly while looking at her. This was surreal, he was again staring at her exposed skin, her big tits, and the curve of her ass, he had a guilty feeling in her mind but he was too far gone for now.
He increased his speed and when he was nearing his release, he looked away and stroked hard, with the sudden release of pressure, he grunted and moaned a little, he had never cum so hard before and it was flying all over the room. He calmed down and looked down at the mess, his dick was still throbbing, it was throbbing red. He glanced sideways and with a shock saw, Isanna looking straight at his dick.
"Oh, sorry, you grunted and I looked instinctively," she said looking away. Ron wanted to drown in the sea.
Vanessa, Emily, and Weiss stayed underwater as they swam toward the warehouse, with their beast forms they could hold their breaths for much longer and could swim much faster. Whenever they found a secluded spot, they would come up to get some air and make sure they were going in the same direction. They soon reached the underpart of the deck. The deck was built on long wooden pillars and there were a lot of them, making a spiderweb, interlocking from one to another.
It took them some time to find the warehouse, the wood underneath it was dark green because of all the algae that had formed over it. There was a little air gap since the platform was built a little above the water level to not damage the wood too much.
They swam up and their heads came out of the water and they transformed back.
"Hey why did you transform, you need to cut through this wood," Emily said to Weiss.
"Look at all this algae, it would taste really bad," she protested.
"Are you seriously talking about taste, look at Vanessa, she got molested by two men, just so we could reach here!" she shouted. Weiss looked sorry at that, and then she transformed back into a beaver and started biting through the wood, her sharp and large teeth were made for this task and easily sank into the wood.
Vanessa was still a little jilted about the incident before, she hadn't killed anyone before. But she wasn't sad about the men, they deserved it, she was worried about what would happen later.