A Girl's Story Chapter 11
We continue, Dear Readers, with our heroine's tropical vacation. This part of story had been embellished a bit, but this was my first visit to a nude beach and my first meeting with an actual sex worker. If you are wondering, yes, the basis for the character of Jan was absolutely stinking rich. It was my friendship with Rita and Jan that probably made me find that film Crazy Rich Asians so amazingly funny.
Part 11 -- Tropical Fun
As morning dawned I was down under the sheet, my face buried in my sweetie's white bush, licking her wonderfully wet pussy. I could tell she was getting close to wonderful orgasm when I noticed she went quiet; I slid up along her naked body, rubbing my boobs on her smooth skin and pressing my bush to hers.
"What is it sweetie?"
"We have company."
I rolled over and looked toward the door; there in the doorway was a bemused member of the resort staff. She was an extremely elegant (and beautiful) black woman; she had that same poise and confidence that Katherine always exuded, but without her height or warrior menace.
Lisa gave her dazzling smile, "Hi there."
"Hello ladies, sorry to interrupt. I can come back later, I'm just dropping off linens for the housekeeping staff."
"I'm Lisa and this is my girlfriend Cindy. I'm guessing we aren't the first people you've walked in on mid-fuck."
She laughed, "I'll be honest, you two are the first women I've ever walked in on and you both seem very calm about it. My name's Rochelle, but everyone calls me Ro."
I sat up, keeping my boobs covered with the sheet for the moment, I really wasn't sure where this was going. Yes, I know, way too many porn movies have opening scenes like this but was this very attractive woman just bored and wanting to talk us or was she angling for an invitation to join us? I decided to go for broke. "Want to join us?"
Ro had a very nice laugh, "It's a kind offer but I'm working right now and have a lot more stuff to drop off. You girls busy tonight?"
"I don't think Jan has plans for us."
Ro gave a low whistle, "Ah, so you're friends of Jan. I'm a little surprised he's not in here too."
"He's dating our friend Rita, we're just tagging along for the ride and loving being out of winter for a little while. I know they've been going at it pretty steadily for several hours now."
"I don't doubt it. Jan certainly has what he needs to make your friend a very happy woman."
"Not to pry too much," Lisa asked, "But there's no quick way to ask this other than to just do it. Are you gay?"
"That's a complicated question. I do like men, some more than others, but sometimes, if I meet the right woman, I can definitely swing that way. So yes, given the chance I'd love to get together with the both of you. You want to meet me at the bar down on the beach tonight? The resort doesn't forbid the staff from hooking up with the guests, but we're expected to be discreet about it."
"It's a date!" I let the sheet slide down so Ro could see our boobs; the way she licked her lips as she looked us over was all the answer we needed.
We went to the beach, but not the clothing-optional part. Rita was wearing a white bikini that barely held in her lovely tit and round ass. Getting a look at Jan we now knew what Ro had been talking about, he looked to have a porn-star size cock; I would love to hear assessments of it from friends like Amber and Lauren when I returned home (I did get a discreet photo to share with them). Rita mostly wanted to lay in the Sun, she tans very nicely, but I get bored quickly doing that and so Lisa and I went and checked out some snorkeling gear.
We took Jan's advice and really layered the sunscreen on our backs before heading out into the water. The water was a clear as you would see in swimming pool and with our face in the water we could see down to the seafloor, which was about 10 feet down. I was using my little single-use camera, getting photos of colorful fish and the coral. I did get to see a group of sea turtles swimming under me and that made me really happy. It was lots of fun just floating along looking down at the amazing world under the ocean, I could see why snorkeling was so popular, but I could not help but look out further, where the water grew darker. Way back in high school, during the summer Lee and I were fucking like wild animals, Lee's dad had taken us to see Jaws. I know, it's an amazing and truly classic film; but it left me with a fear of what swan out there in those dark waters and I was sure there were things out there with big sharp teeth and the jaws that go snicker-snack just waiting to devour some wandering white girl.
We returned our gear and went back out, having found a place that was somewhat secluded behind some rocks where our feet touched the bottom. There were enough women who were topless that us peeling down our swimsuits would not attract attention but actively biting each other's tits and getting fingers up in pussys was best to be done in private.
We met Ro at one of the many little bars that were along the beach that evening. I was wearing shorts, Lisa had helped me shave my legs after all, and a cropped Runaways t-shirt that barely covered my boobs; Lisa was wearing very tight black shorts and a black halter top. She had unbraided her hair so that it was hanging loose and practically glowing. We saw Ro at the bar; she was wearing a yellow bikini top that barely contained her breasts and some tight red shorts. Ro, when she wasn't working, was an entirely different girl from the one we had met when she was working; I said "Hi" and she immediately pulled me in for a wonderful, tongue-swirling kiss and Lisa received the same.
The bartender, a short black woman, raised an eyebrow, "Two girls at once Ro? You're branching out?"
She laughed (she had a really nice laugh), "No Sidney, these girls are college students from the States, I've rescued them from the rich folks at the resort for tonight." Ro was running her hand between my legs and I could feel myself getting wet. "So Cindy, tell me your story."
I started at the beginning with my stash of magazines, Melinda, Lee, Lisa and all the other girls I had been with. I told her about being in theater, traveling with the band, and I told her the story of my coming out to my family. I was taken aback to realize Ro was a lot more interested in me than she was in Lisa; usually Lisa attracted the attention, I wasn't used to this.
"What about you Ro? What's your story?"
Hers was not a short story, there were a lot of twists and turns to it. Like most people on the island she made her living dealing with the tourists. From the time she had finished school she had worked in a hotel or in a bar or in one of the clubs; and like a lot of women in the world she felt the pull of sex work. Ro considered herself fortunate that she had a regular day job, she didn't have to depend on sex work to support herself. Ro was quite frank, she really enjoyed sex; she had lost her virginity to a boy at her school when she was 14. She did some stripping but by her own admission she wasn't a good dancer; but she said horny men don't care about that. She was able to pick and choose her "clients," as she called them; some of them were guests at the resorts, some were men she met at bars or clubs. She considered herself more of an escort than a full-on prostitute. Her long-term goal was to someday work what she called "back of the house" at a resort, or maybe on a cruise ship, where she wouldn't have to deal with the guests directly; based on her description some of them were really awful people.
Lisa and I sat listening, trying not to let our mouths hang open. We had both seen TV show and movies where prostitutes were always in danger and usually were murdered in Act 1, but Ro seemed to look on fucking for money to be an adventurous side job and she really did enjoy it.
"The difference here with what you know from the States is that here prostitution isn't illegal. I get a health check every week to keep myself on the right side of the law, but I usually don't work the brothels except when there's a lot of people in town, like there will be this weekend. Cruise ship crews have lots of horny men who have money but nowhere to spend it."
Lisa was fascinated by Ro's story and, as she told me later, she enjoyed watching me be the object of desire for once. She looked into Ro's brown eyes, "Do you have many women as clients?"
"Not very many at all. Lesbians tend to pair up as soon as their toes hit the warm sand or, like you girls, they come to the island with a partner. Sometimes I get to be part of a threesome, and that can certainly be fun."
I ran my hand along the smooth, brown skin of Ro's back, "We don't have enough to pay you for your time, but it's been nice to talk to someone who knows her way around the island."
"Don't worry Cindy, this is my night off. I haven't been with a girl for several months and I think I'd love to spend the day with you girls tomorrow."
"And tonight?" Lisa's gave her predatory Mean Girl smile.
"I'd look forward to seeing if you girls can keep up with me."
I slid my hand along Ro's smooth, brown thigh, "You saw our nice big bed, you're welcome to join us in it."
We walked back up the beach to the house. We when got there Rita and Jan were on the couch on the main floor and the TV was on. I noticed (how could I not?) that Rita had taken her top off, putting her big tits on display and Jan had a pillow in his lap. Innocent country mouse that I cheerfully introduced Ro to our friends. Rita waved happily, not even bothering to cover up, Jan was polite, as always, but his "Hello Ro" seemed a bit stressed. Up in the room Ro and Lisa both took a perverse joy in explaining to me that we had clearly interrupted Rita sucking on Jan's cock. Ro found my blushing hilarious.
Lisa announced she wanted to watch Ro and I strip and then she would "Show us how it's done." There was a small stereo in the room and I had brought some cassettes to have something to listen to, and to have music as background for sex. Ro looked through the tapes, not overly impressed with my musical taste, and settled on Pat Benetar's "Shadows of the Night." Lisa sat on my lap, playing with my hair, she was definitely showing the effects of several almost flammable rum drinks.
I stuck my tongue in her ear, "Are you jealous baby?"
"A little, I don't like the idea of anyone distracting you from me."
"Don't you worry sweetie, we're in this for the long haul."
Ro certainly knew how to take her clothes off, not that she was wearing much. Her skin was not as dark as Katherine's or Alecia's, but it was definitely darker than Amber's. Later on, she told us why black people had such a wide range of skin colors, it was not a pretty story at all. Her boobs were about the same size as Lisa's, just a little smaller than mine, and she had these amazingly big, dark nipples. The other thing that caught my notice was that she shaved her pussy. She explained to us later that most of her clients wanted a girl who looked like a porn star and this was a time when almost all the women in porn had shaved pussys.
I got up and Ro replaced me in Lisa's lap, wiggling her bare butt and playing with Lisa's hair. Ro was completely entranced with our hair; most white girls she met had straight hair (and most of them were some level of blonde) so my wild, brown, curly hair was a novel thing. Lisa's white hair was something else entirely new for Ro; wait until she saw Lisa's white bush I thought to myself.
I cued up Joan Jett's "Bad Reputation and the music, along with about half a dozen Dark & Stormys, had me ripping away what little clothes I was wearing. Lisa was licking her lips hungrily and rubbing Ro's wet pussy. Ro was looking me over, she was intrigued by my "Sexy Sasquatch" look, she said it made me look like some of the eastern European women who came to the island. I sat back down and pulled Ro onto my lap, rubbing her hairless pussy and biting at her neck.
I was not at all surprised Lisa picked "Hey Big Spender" from Sweet Charity, she had done the song on stage in school and she had done the dance number for me, naked of course, several times. I knew she liked watching strippers in online videos and she was a very quick study where dance moves are concerned. She went through her moves and Ro soon had two fingers in her pussy and her teeth locked on my tit.
Ro whispered in my ear, "You get to have her in your bed every night?"
"Right now it's not every night, but we plan on being together for the long haul."
Lisa finished by doing a split, leaving a wet spot on the carpet when she did. She got up, her blue eyes glowing, "Now, I want to see you two fight."
"You ever wrestle Ro?"
"A little, but you're bigger than me."
"Does that mean you don't want me to sit on your face?"
She slapped at my boobs as an answer. "When I'm with a guy I'm in charge, I'm dominant to the point of being a true boss bitch, but with women I tend to be very submissive. I'll let you know if something goes too far."
"OK, it's on bitch." I grabbed at her delightfully firm breasts and pinched her big, brown nipples, using my height to pull her up onto her toes.
Ro grabbed at my boobs, digging her fingers in; her eyes were closed, and she was already moaning, and I took that as a sign that it would not take much to push her over the edge. I swept her legs out from under her and we fell to the carpet (which was nice and soft) with me on top of her. I wrapped my arms around her head, burying her face in my tits while I spread her amazing legs with my feet to expose her nice, wet pussy. I started slowly, using my hips to rub my very wet bush on her bare pussy, gaining speed, both of us now moaning. I felt Ro's fingers dig into my back and her muscles tensed before she let out a long moan and I could feel her juices flowing onto my pussy.
I rolled onto my back, still holding Ro's legs apart with mine and now applying a not-too-tight chokehold on here. I was worried that might freak her out, but she hissed "Tighter!" and so I obliged. Lisa stood between Ro's spread legs and slapped at Ro's pussy with her foot, driving our new friend right over the edge again. Lisa could not resist Ro's bald, dark pussy so she knelt down and, showing her love of pussy torture, pushed two fingers up inside Ro while also flicking her quite prominent clit with her tongue. Ro would moan louder every time Lisa's tongue touched her butthole and by the time we had taken our turns with her she was utterly exhausted, but not too exhausted to lick our pussys. She had Lisa lay on top of me and then had both of us spread our legs wide, so she could lick both of us in nice, long, slow strokes. I tried hard not to kick her in the face when I came, Ro was surprised by the sheer volume of pussy juice Lisa sprayed on her pretty face.
We laid on the bed for a while, worn out. Ro sat up, giving me a chance to sink my teeth into her amazing tit again.
"How serious are Jan and your friend Rita?"
I rolled over so that she could stroke my bush, "He's pretty serious, she said that he's already asked her to marry him, but she said that she won't marry until she finishes college. Why?"
"Well," and here, for all her self-confidence, Ro seemed embarrassed, "There's only one easy way to say this, he's paid me to fuck him. Twice."
Lisa smacked Ro's firm bottom, "Spill sweetie!"
"The first time was about four years ago. He had just ended his navy enlistment and he came here for a few weeks before going back home to Rotterdam. I met him in a one of the beach bars and he engaged me for a `Girlfriend Experience'. For few days I was his girlfriend, for 400 guilders a day; we went to dinner, went to the beach, yes, even the nude one, went to the casino, things like that. He took me shopping and I got some very nice new clothes and he took me to some very fancy parties; and we had a lot of sex. You may have seen it already, but Jan has a porn-star level cock. He's also very bisexual, we had threesomes with some guys he knew and that was kind of fun; I liked being worshipped by two guys at once and also watching them butt-fuck each other. Here's the problem, I don't know If your friend Rita knows all this. Jan probably thought he'd never see me again but, because he was a really nice guy, at least back then, I'm hoping he will come clean with her. I certainly don't plan on bringing it up.
Lisa was fascinated by this story, "What about the second time?"
"It was last spring. Jan and the rest of his family came here for the Easter holiday; I was working with housekeeping here at the resort, in addition to being an escort. Jan was not having a good time, he didn't know anyone other than his relatives and some of his parents' friends; it was so cute how he lit up when he saw me hauling laundry around. He was very discreet, but he asked me how much for just one night and I told him 200 guilders. I came around later that night, I had a few other clients before him, and we fucked multiple times before I went home. It was all business, he's a nice enough guy but, as you might guess, being an escort you don't really form deep attachments."
"Did you meet any of his family? He doesn't talk about them much."
"Yeah, and I can see why he doesn't talk about them a lot; most of them are pretty awful people. He has three older sisters and they are all incredibly stuck-up bitches. They're the sort of people who yell at waitresses and are mean to the resort staff. His parents look down on anyone who isn't as rich as they are; they aren't really mean, just snotty. I wonder how much your friend Rita knows about them?"
I pulled Ro in tight, I wanted to play with her boobs some more, "Rita is not going to back down from anyone; I find her parents utterly terrifying and they really like me and Lisa, and that goes double for her old bodyguard Katherine. Even Rita's half-sister Carolina is not someone to be messed with; I think she can hold her own with anyone. I think she really loves Jan, but she does have him completely wrapped around her fingers."
Ro slid her tongue in my mouth and then giggled, "I'm way more into guys than girls but with those tits I can see how she gets what she wants.
We laid in the bed in a happy, but tired, naked pile. Lisa was sucking on my nipples and Ro was fingering my pussy when a quiet knock came on the door. Lisa got up and went over to the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Rita, can I come in?"
I felt Ro go stiff in a sort of "Oh shit, here it comes!" way. I held her tight and stroked her soft hair, "Don't worry baby, Rita's not the mean sort."
Rita came in, she just had a t-shirt on, stretched tight over her tits, she pulled it right off seeing as how everyone else was naked already.
"Hi Ro."
Ro's "Hi" was quiet and a little squeaky. I realized she was afraid that if Jan or Rita made a fuss about her and her escort work she could lose her job at the resort. Rita sat down on the bed with us.
"Jan told me the story of him and Ro. The poor boy was terrified the entire time that I'd break up with him once I knew the whole tale."
I looked into her dark eyes, "You didn't? Did you?"
Rita smacked my tit, "No! Of course not! If he is OK my history with you two then I certainly have no right to judge his past. We have had threesomes with guys he knows, and I already knew that he's bisexual. Anyway, he wanted me to tell you three that he's fine with leaving the past in the past and he hopes Ro can join us at the beach tomorrow."
I kissed Ro, "See, I told you."
She nodded and then looked to Rita, licking her lips, "Can I eat your pussy Rita?"
Rita's answer was to grab Ro by the hair, Rita can be a Mean Girl too, and pull Ro to her and bury her face in those massive tits. Ro clearly enjoyed playing with Rita's amazing boobs and she made her way down to devour Rita's almost hairless pussy, but by then Lisa and I were in a nice tight 69 and we didn't care what our friends were doing. Our goal is simultaneous orgasms, and we keep getting better at it, but usually one of us explodes first; this time it was Lisa's turn. I could only faintly hear her high-pitched moan because her legs were clamped tight to my head. She kept up her tight grip on me when my time came, when I can't kick and thrash it makes for a more intense orgasm for me.
Now there were four naked girls in the bed. We talked for a long while, in between kissing sessions and boob-rubbing. Ro and Rita had a wonderful time comparing notes on Jan, Rita totally understood why he had hired an escort when he was on the island previously; he was really introverted, and he didn't think he was very good looking. I was no judge of this, Jan seemed cute enough, but he was certainly no Paul Newman. Ro assured me he was total catnip to straight women and having access to almost limitless wealth didn't hurt things either. Rita finally went back to her room, probably to noisily fuck Jan some more, while the three of us finally fell asleep.
I woke up sometime before sunrise to the sound of rain. I went out onto the veranda, still nude, and found myself laughing uncontrollably as I looked out over the ocean. I felt some hands wrap around my waist from behind and heard Lisa's voice.
"What's so funny babe?"
"It's raining! I mean, look at it, it's raining like a cow peeing on a flat rock!" (that was an expression I had picked up from Sam)
Lisa kissed my neck, "Yes it is sweetie, we're in the tropics; it rains a lot here."
"But the rain's falling on the ocean! Water falling on more fucking water!" By now I was laughing so hard I had lost control and pissed on the porch.
Lisa held me tight, "You silly goose." I felt her hands moving up toward my tits and I let her play with them for a little while. She bent me over the railing to expose my pussy and licked it clean, leading to a minimally violent orgasm.
The rain passed in the night and morning brought a bright sunrise. Jan, ever the considerate fellow (perhaps with some encouragement from Rita and her tits) had requested a room service breakfast, since Ro would not be comfortable eating with the other guests. We were off to a clothing-optional beach that straddled the Dutch and French sides so us girls were just wearing t-shirts, Jan was wear some tight Speedos (Damn Ro for pointing it out, I could not help but look at the bulge from his obviously big dick) and a t-shirt as well. Ro didn't talk much, she didn't want to make things more awkward, so Rita filled in the silence.
We got the summary of her and Jan's relationship; it wasn't that much different from mine and Lisa's. They had agreed that each of them was free to fuck as many people of their own gender as they wanted to, but for Rita to bring in another guy or for Jan to bring in another girl meant that they both had to agree on it. Rita regaled us with tales of numerous threesomes in all possible permutations; Lisa was clearly aroused by this and so was Ro, I took (at most) an academic interest in it. Ro did ask Rita some things about her school and her family; she was impressed with Rita's parents' story, especially her mom's work with women's and queer rights. Jan was quick to add his bit on the stories of how scary Katherine was the first time her met her. I asked, and yes, she had done her demonstration of slicing two cantaloupes in half with her katana before they hit the ground. "I got the message loud and clear," he told us, "That if I ever did anything to hurt Rita cantaloupes would not be the only things that would be sliced in half."
Lisa asked Jan about his family; based on what Ro had told us I was interested in hearing his take on them since Rita had never not any of them yet. Like Ro had said he had three older sisters: Johanna was 15 years older than he was, Madeline was 10 years older, and Sara was just two years older than he was. Jan didn't hold back, he freely admitted her did not like his sister Johanna, "She's just a mean person, she's a total bitch to anyone she considers beneath her and that includes pretty much everyone, save Madeline, Mother, Father, and aunt Beatrix and our cousin William. She's a relentless social climber; she's been married four times and, unsurprisingly, has never remained married for long." Madeline wasn't portrayed very nicely either, though he did admit he liked her kids and that she did a lot to help animal charities in the Netherlands. He was closest to Sara; she had stood up for him when he was little and his older sisters and cousins teased him for being skinny, gawky and painfully shy.
I spoke up, "So does it annoy you when people mis-pronounce your name?" It had taken me a while to remember it was pronounced "Yan."
"If they are Dutch or German speakers (he had many German relatives), then yes; they should know better. Other people, I just gently correct them." He looked over at Lisa, "I suppose you feel the same way with people asking about your hair."
Lisa smiled a thin smile, "I can deal with the questions with little kids, with adults it just comes across as rude if they don't know me. So Jan, I have to ask, how exactly are you related to Queen Beatrix?"
Jan had this tendency of rolling his eyes back when he did math in his head (he was quite good at math); he thought for a moment and was counting on his fingers. "Our common ancestor was King William the First back in 1830 or thereabouts, back right after the time of the wars with Napoleon; he would be my great to the third power grandfather and I also have a whole gaggle of German relatives who consider themselves nobility too. It's all really tedious. You girls ready to go?"
Based on looking at his Speedos Jan was quite excited to be in the company of four beautiful girls. We walked up the beach for about 20 minutes before we came to a sign, in English and French, saying "Beyond This Point You May Encounter Nude Bathers." We found a nice spot to put down our towels and put up our umbrellas; Lisa and I did not want to take off our shirts first. Rita took care of that, whipping off her shirt and letting her big boobs bounce free. Lisa, me, and Ro follow. When Jan stripped I tried not to stare, but it wasn't easy. Ro had been right, he could have been a porn star, his cock was massive.
I however was more interested in swimming naked with Lisa and Ro. We put on loads of sunscreen, nobody wants a sunburned pussy, and headed to the water. We went in deep enough where we could play with each other's pussys and rub our boobs together. Ro pointed out a white post on the beach, telling us that was the border between the Dutch and French sides. Lisa pulled me across the line and began finger-fucking me so that we would complete our international sex tour, while Ro was behind me rubbing her boobs on my back. The water helped make my kicking less obvious and I proceeded to fuck Lisa, fingering her pussy and butt together, before turning my attention to Ro's exquisite dark body. We were all sure Rita was finding lots of ways to keep Jan nice and hard.
We stayed on the beach for a while before Ro suggested we get some lunch. She talked to Jan about a restaurant on the French side in the town of Marigot and he knew where it was. We walked back to the house and showered the salt off of us from the ocean; Ro was a little shocked seeing me pee on Lisa's tits, but she knelt down and offered her round brown boobs to me, so I sprayed them down also. Now nice and clean we loaded into the Toyota, it was pleasantly tight in the back seat with a sexy goddess on either side of me, and we headed to lunch.
Rita and I were excited to see a sidewalk café, very French in that regard, with the flag of Trinidad and Tobago on the flagpole. Ro had explained that Trinidad had its own form of jerked chicken and she thought I might like it. She was right; it was incredibly good, but it was really spicy too. I had to laugh as Lisa and Jan both downed two bottles of Carib beer in very quick succession, Jan's face turning noticeably red from the scotch bonnet peppers on the chicken.
The owner knew Ro and she came over to talked to us; Ro had made it clear we were not clients and that it was her day off. I asked the owner, her name was Sapphire, about her recipe and she shared it with me (not like I would be able to get those spices at home) and Rita said she would tell her dad about this place. Mr. Graff was a lover of all sorts of spicy food.
Back at the house we were naked as soon as the door closed. Ro had told us she had gotten a message that a regular client wanted her to come to dinner with him and then go to a concert that night and, of course, she was back at work the next morning. I pushed her down on the bed, spread those lovely brown legs wide and slid my tongue deep in her pussy, pushing two fingers into her butt too. Ro was leaned up against Lisa, who was playing with her big nipples. Ro was clearly enjoying getting to fuck two women over and over because when she came she flopped around like a fish. Lisa and I switched places so that I got to play with those wonder almost black nipples and see my sweetie's eyes looking up as she licked our new friend to another quivering orgasm.
We were sorry to see her go, but a girl does have to earn a living. I got Ro's address, promising I would write to her and hoping she might come to the States to visit us sometime. This, dear readers, was my first experience with a sex worker. I knew I would never have the confidence to do what Ro did; she did however leave Lisa resolved to try exotic dancing as least once. The bed seemed very empty with just the two of us but that didn't deter us. We had seen videos of girls scissoring, and while I would get very tired if I did it for very long, Lisa had more endurance and she kept a tight grip on my legs as she led me to orgasm.
Our last few days on the island were spent fucking, snorkeling, and exploring more of the island; pretty much in that order. I had to find some aloe gel since I had managed to sunburn my big ass thoroughly, Lisa had done much better job with her sunscreen. I really hoped some of my underwater photos would turn out well, I was fascinated by the colorful fish and I was really happy to have come, quite literally, face-to-face with a turtle.
Our trip back home just took one day; it was a long day, but we made our connection in Toronto and back to Chicago. I was nervous going through US customs in the Toronto airport, but they were mostly looking for people bringing drugs back and I guess I looked harmless. The woman who looked over my documents was very pretty; she was efficient at her job and she really tried to make me feel less anxious. After going through my customs declaration (Jan had helped me fill it out), she smiled, handed me my passport and told me "Welcome home Miss Manning." Rita showed us later why she had been glad they had not gone through her suitcase since in her sketchbook were numerous drawing of me, Lisa, and Ro naked and sometimes fucking. We landed in a snowstorm in Chicago and that was a brutal reminder we had left the tropics behind. I wouldn't leave the country again for several years, so I treasured my tropical memories.
It was really hard to return to a midwestern winter after a week in the tropics, but life has to go on. We never did see Ro again, but we continue to write each other to this day. I love hearing from my readers (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and please consider a donation to the Nifty Archive (https://donate.nifty.org).