It was a dark and steamy night ...

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It was a dark and steamy night ...
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Sat, 08-14-2004 - 7:54pm

Let's write a fantasy story.

 

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Sun, 08-15-2004 - 7:05pm

As she sat there looking out to sea...wondering this vacation was right. She saw something out in the waves, it was a man. SurferIt was the "Man" that she had made eye contact with over at the bar earlier. She just knew it had to be him.

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Sun, 08-15-2004 - 8:27pm

She noticed that he caught her looking at him a few times, so when he caught her eye the next time she gave a shy smile.

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Sun, 08-15-2004 - 9:33pm

She spoke in a sultry voice.

 

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Mon, 08-16-2004 - 3:16am
...and promptly felt the slippery bottle of oil fall through her fingers to the sand below.

The little bottle sat on an angle beside the edge of the beach towel, sticky grains of sand clinging to the sides. Shocked and rather embarrassed at her clumsiness, she could feel her face starting to turn red.

"Smooth move, Gina!" she muttered to herself under her breath. She glanced back at the man. He was looking at her with a bemused grin on his face as he changed position on the towel slightly.

"I'll, ummm..., just get that" she blurted, and she began to lower herself to her knees as she reached for the oil.

As her knees settled into the warm sand she realised that he had been changing position so that he could reach the bottle himself. Their heads touched with a gentle 'clunk'. Gina fell backwards onto her butt, the sand cushioning her fall, her hand reaching up towards the point of contact on her forehead. It took her a moment to realise that there was little pain, and she wasn't seeing stars. She gratefully realised that it had only been a light, glancing blow and that her head hadn't been split in two like one of the coconuts she'd see at the coconut splitting demonstration by the natives ealier in the day.

Head intact and butt settled firmly in the gritty sand, she decided that maybe it was too early in the vacation to be pretending to be some sort of Temptress of the Islands. Gritting her teeth slightly with embarrassment, her face burning red now, she looked across to the man, quite unsure of how what to say.

He was laughing. Rubbing the side of his head, his fingers running through his curly black hair, his blue eyes twinkled as they met hers, "I'm OK", he said, "Really. I am."

His grin widened further and he held his hand out towards hers "Perhaps we should start again, my name is.....


Edited 8/16/2004 3:24 am ET ET by westridge2001

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Tue, 08-17-2004 - 7:47pm
...Daniel." he said.

Gina took his hand and introduced herself. His hand was warm and firm in her grasp, his long tanned fingers wrapped comfortably around hers. The handshake lasted for a long moment, as did the friendly and inquisitive gaze from his piercing blue eyes. Her fingers slipped slowly from his grasp.

"How about that lotion then?", Daniel said as he motioned towards the bottle, "Pass it here and I'll do your back if you like. Don't want you getting burnt." Gina reached for the bottle and handed it to him. He flipped the cap, and motioned to area on his towel with the other hand, "Sit here if you like".

Gina scooted over to the towel, brushing the sand from her legs and adjusting the wrap around her waist. Although she was still feeling a little self concious, she was rapidly feeling more comfortable. He was a nice guy, as well as hot. In fact he was so hot that she was sure that she could feel the heat radiating against her back from his tanned body as he sat only inches away from her. Without saying a word, he massaged her shoulders with both hands, the strong fingers smoothing the oil across her skin. He was doing more than just applying suntan oil, her muscles were loving the firm, regular strokes. She let out a gentle sigh and relaxed her back muscles as his slick finger tips ran down her spine....

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Tue, 08-17-2004 - 10:18pm
...It was just then that Gina realized that there wasn't any reason for him to be putting sun tan lotion on her at all. After all, it was a dark and steamy night. Maybe Gina shouldn't've had those two extra margaritas. Maybe what's his face had had one two many also. That's when Gina gently reminded him that it was night outside.

"Daniel, I'm gently reminding you that it's night outside." Gina whispered.

"I know, Gina, but we're in a tanning booth." Danny replied.

"No we aren.."

But they were. They were definately inside a tanning booth. Now Gina KNEW she shouldn't've had those extra drinks. At least Danny was sober.

Gina really shouldn't've been in that tanning booth. She just happened to be tanarexic. Her doctor had just given her the bad news that morning. So she urged Danny to leave. And then they went to....

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Tue, 08-17-2004 - 11:59pm
...his boat moored at the harbour. It was a small boat. Not so small that you couldn't swing a cat, but not so large that the cat wouldn't get a few nasty knocks.

"That was a close thing in that tanning booth, Gina." said Daniel as they reclined on the wide, comfortable squab seats, "You could have really over-done it on the UV's!"

"Why don't you make sure that I haven't?", Gina said in her most sultry voice, "I may have gotten some scary tan lines after foolishly wearing my bikini in that booth".

Daniel leaned in close to Gina, she could feel his breath stirring the hairs that fell loosely against her neck, his face scant inches from her neck. He slipped a finger under the strap of her bikini, just above the material that covered her breast, and began slowly sliding the finger up the strap. The back of his knuckle gently grazed across skin of her collarbone and made her shiver. His finger reached the peak of it's travel and then gently moved outwards, tugging the strap off her shoulder before letting it fall loosely against her arm.

Gina held her breath with anticipation, that nervous feeling in her stomach sending little jolts throughout her body.

Danny move his head lower, brushing the skin on the side of her neck with his lips. Gina tilted her head to allow him better access to the sensitive places. He kissed her neck, then her collarbone. A low moan escaped Gina's lips, her body was responding to his touch, a warm feeling began to build in her abdomen. Danny moved lower, his lips and now the tip of his tongue tracing the faintest tanline that the strap had left behind. At her breast now, he nudged with his chin and the fabric of the bikini top fell away from her breast, exposing a....

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Wed, 08-18-2004 - 5:59pm
...small dachsund that had been lost since Gina was a child.

I'm sorry! I'm no good at this, am I?

Please, carry on!

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Thu, 08-19-2004 - 12:31am
The dachsund tattoo lay just outside the edge of her areola. It had become slightly blurred over time, and the name that was intertwined with the graphic of a small, elongated dog was just barely legible - "Bratwurst". Danny paused for a moment as he deciphered the markings, "I'm going to have to ask you about that later," he murmured, making a mental note to ask her about the possible Freudian implications of sausage dog cropping up at a time like this.

Gina said nothing, she didn't have a chance to answer as Danny had already drawn her erect nipple into his mouth, wetting it with his saliva, gently running his tongue across the tip. She arched her back, and wound the fingers of both hands into the curly black hair on the back of his head, drawing him closer.

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Thu, 08-19-2004 - 1:39am
Unfortunately Danny didn't know about Gina's third nipple. He was never a very good counter. Two, three, made no difference to him. Gina aquired the nipple in 'Nam when she lost all of her apendages and had to crawl back to camp using her face. Any sort of contact that the nipple had with another person brought back horrible memories of the war to Gina.

"GET OUT OF THERE IT'S GONNA BLOW!!!" exclaimed Gina.

"What?" Danny barely had time to mouth his what before Gina's third nipple exploded. No. Just kidding.

And then Gina...

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