Story Name / Genre: "Island Paradise" (Part 28 of 30) -
M/F, F/F & just about everything else _____________________________________________________________
"Unlike Amy would have done herself, Jeremy, I know you'll take real good care of Lindsay," Trish said to me as I stood before her, totally stunned by her words. She wiped a tear away from her eyes and added, "I want to go back home today. I know it's short notice, but see what you can do. Please."
Searching for the ability to speak, I shook my head for a few seconds before responding, "I can't believe this, Trish. I understand if you want to be with your friends and family in Toronto more than staying here with us on the island. But come on... there's only a week left before it will be time to go home. Why do you want to go home NOW?"
A new collection of tears began to form in Trish's eyes as she replied, "Because of Lindsay. I love her so much. Each new day I spend here will only make the pain of losing her worse in the future." She sniffed her nose and added, "I can't handle that. I just want to go home... today."
I let out a sigh and countered, "If that is what you want Trish... then so be it. I'll have you on a flight today."
I received the absolute shock of a lifetime this morning when Trish showed up at my door and informed me that she wanted to go back home - to Canada - today.
Her reason for wanting to leave was because Trish felt as if there was no possible way that she could stay on the island past the allotted ten weeks. She, along with several of the others, made the original commitment to stay with me on the island indefinitely. But with some time to think about it, Trish felt as though she would miss her family and friends too much to bind herself down here.
That was perfectly understandable - and I had no problem with it. What I still could not figure out, however, was why Trish wanted to go home RIGHT NOW. There was only a week left on the island. It seemed as though she would want to stay, and enjoy her final few days in paradise.
Earlier this morning, apparently, Trish told Lindsay of her decision to go back home to Canada after the summer ended. Since they were in love with each other, Trish fully expected Lindsay to immediately give in and say that she wanted to go to Canada with her. Unfortunately for Trish, however, Lindsay had different ideas.
The 18-year-old told her girlfriend and lover that she wanted to stay on the island with not only me, but Pamela as well. Lindsay said that except for a trip or two each year to visit her own family in Ohio, she never wanted to leave the island. She loved this tropical paradise too much.
That hurt Trish, naturally, but Lindsay was also feeling the effects as well. She loved Trish with equal passion and fervor, but decided her rightful place in life was on the island. Lindsay tried to talk Trish out of her decision to go home. Trish, in turn, tried to change Lindsay's mind about wanting to stay on the island.
Neither lady was successful.
Hurt and upset, Trish then stormed into my personal suite and demanded that I send her home - right now. After a very long and spirited conversation between us, Trish settled down and said she trusted I would take good care of Lindsay. I then agreed to have her on a flight sometime later today.
If she could not have Lindsay as the main focal point for the rest of her life, Trish did not want to spend the final week here on the island. She felt as though seeing Lindsay for these few last days would prolong her hurt in the future. I did not necessarily agree with that, or even understand it. But that was how Trish felt - and I respected that.
Joining the circle of hurt was none other than yours truly. From the very first day on the island - some nine weeks ago - I had watched the relationship between Lindsay and Trish first bloom, then prosper. So much in love, they seemed absolutely perfect together.
I thought out of all the couples on the island - except for Pamela and myself, of course - these two went together better than any of the others. Lindsay and Trish had a chemistry together which was difficult to achieve in relationships. They loved each other so very much.
Trish showing up at my door this morning and demanding that I send her home was an absolute shock to me. It hurt me to see the once-strong relationship she had with Lindsay suddenly in complete and total shambles.
Only adding to my personal misery was the reason I felt I was the one individual most responsible for this happening.
It was none other than yours truly who talked Lindsay into staying on the island in the first place. She was all set to start a new life in Toronto with Trish until I found that I personally never wanted her to leave the island. So, in a bit of selfishness, I talked Lindsay into staying here.
Things seemed perfectly fine at first, because Trish opted to stay on the island as well. That way, both she and Lindsay could still be together. Not only that, but I would get to experience and enjoy Lindsay from now on myself.
However, as time went on, Trish came to the conclusion that her family and friends in Canada were more important than committing herself long-term here. They were so very important to her, in fact, that she was willing to give up Lindsay to go back home to them.
If I didn't persuade Lindsay into staying on the island, she and Trish would still be together. They would be making plans for the rest of their lives - in Canada - right now. I actually wanted these two ladies to be together.
So, I had ample reason to feel as though this situation was entirely my fault. It was not a good feeling, either.
This news came the day after Amy and Torrie also decided that they did not want to stay on the island, either. I kind of suspected that, however, so their decision did not have quite the frightening impact that Trish's did.
Amy and Torrie were total, depraved sluts whose rightful place was in porn. It took them awhile, but they finally decided that their home was not here on the island, but in front of the blue movie camera. That was where both of them were originally set to go before opting to stay on the island. A week later, they decided porn was right for them.
I had the feeling that both of them - especially Amy - would change their mind about wanting to stay here. Indeed, it was a major loss for me... but one I fully expected.
It seemed that with their decision, I would forever have Pamela, Lindsay and Trish here with me on the island. One could be my wife (Pamela) while the other two (Lindsay and Trish) could portray the naughty, bi-sexual couple next door for us. Unfortunately, things would not turn out that way.
I tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to talk Trish out of leaving the island right away. I implored to her that she should at least stay until the others went home in a week. Trish obviously loved the island and all of the other girls; I wanted her to enjoy her final few days here, too.
She would not give in, however. Trish wanted to go home as fast as I could get her airline accommodations ready. If she were to stay, Trish claimed her hurt of losing Lindsay would only multiply with every passing day here. She felt as though the agony of that would be too much to overcome.
After securing her an airline ticket online, I got in touch with Ian - my helicopter pilot friend - and arranged for him to pick Trish up in four hours. He would fly her to the mainland, then see to it that she boarded her flight.
Holding a glass of soda, I shut off the computer and went into the voyeur room. Torrie and Amy were busy having sex at the outdoor pool with each other, but that - for once - did not interest me. Trish was in her room, packing her suitcases and getting the rest of her belongings together.
When I found Lindsay on one of the monitors, however, I suddenly lost control of myself. I roared out in anger, then flung the glass of soda as hard as I could against the side wall - and thus, shattering it into a million pieces.
I immediately regretted that move, not knowing I had such a quick hair-trigger in me. But watching Lindsay cry and sob uncontrollably really set me off.
My feelings for Lindsay have been very well chronicled throughout this entire story. It simply tore me apart inside to see her crying like that.
Fortunately, Pamela was there for Lindsay in her time of need. I watched them on the monitor as Pamela held and comforted the tender sweetheart in her arms, allowing her to get all those painful emotions out of her system.
Lindsay had taken full advantage of that, too, as her pretty face was completely soaked in tears. It appeared as though she had been crying for a very long time. I took a bit of solace in the fact that Pamela was there with her to offer an embrace and the occasional cheek or forehead kiss.
However, I still felt responsible for this whole mess. Lindsay and Trish should be together. If not for me, they would be. Despite my intense feelings for Lindsay, and the unequaled need of her in my life, I knew there was only one thing to do. That would be, of course, the right thing.
Without going through a detailed word-by-word account, let me just say that when I made my way into the library - where Pamela and Lindsay were - I had an extremely long and enlightening conversation with both of them.
I told Lindsay that I wanted, despite my feelings, for her to go to Canada with Trish. I felt as though both of them needed to be together. I did not want Lindsay to miss out on being with her true soul-mate in life, in exchange for my own selfish reasons.
It hurt me to say those words, but it was the right thing to do. I both wanted and needed Lindsay in my life, but I felt as though her rightful place was alongside Trish. I let her know this, and insisted she hook back up with Trish.
I received another shock when Lindsay, through her tears, said that she loved ME more than she ever did Trish. To be perfectly honest, I never saw that coming - or even a hint at it. Lindsay said that she had strong feelings for Trish and did love her a great deal. However, she loved me more.
"I thought you wanted to stay here on the island alone with Pamela," the teen sobbed to me, still visibly upset over Trish's decision to leave, while also letting these never-before-told emotions pour out. "I understood and accepted that. But... I was so happy when you asked me to stay t-too. Now I had an invitation to stay." Pamela gave Lindsay's forehead a kiss as she continued, "I've never wanted to leave the island from the very moment I stepped foot on it. I love it, and I love you, Jeremy. This whole place is one big paradise. I-I want to stay here forever."
"You... you love me more than you do Trish?" were my stunned words, referring to her comment from moments ago.
"Yes I do," Lindsay replied. "I love Trish a whole lot, but I love you more, Jeremy." She looked at Pamela and added, "I could also grow to love you." Pamela smiled as Lindsay looked back at me. "I have a way of keeping things to myself, Jeremy - if I want to. That's why you never really noticed this." Lindsay cracked her first grin all day as she added, "You never even suspected that I was a virgin until Trish told you so. I kept it to myself."
"Tell him what you told me," Pamela said to Lindsay.
The teen sniffed again before continuing, "Seemed to me as if you wanted to devote your life to Pamela, Jeremy. It was okay with me, because I've always been for people being happy. I loved you, but realized that your feelings for Pamela were stronger than they were for me. It didn't seem like there was a place for me amongst you two. So... I decided that my best alternative would be Trish and Canada."
"But when you asked me if I would stay here, with you and Pamela... I felt over-joyed. I really did. I love you; I love the island. This is where I want to be. Sure... I'd prefer Trish staying here too. But she doesn't want to. I can promise you one thing, though - I'll be more happy here on the island than I would be in Toronto, with Trish. And that's saying nothing bad about Trish."
Pamela released Lindsay and gave her a little nudge toward me. The teen responded by hooking her arms around my shoulders and embracing me tightly. "I love you, Jeremy. I can be the third wheel of a three-way relationship. You and Pamela go and get married if you want to. Just let me come along for the ride too. I never want to leave this place."
Encircling Lindsay with both arms, I was totally shocked and amazed at these words while also looking at Pamela as she openly smiled at us. "You're okay with this, honey?" I said to her. "I mean... I don't want there to be any jealousy between you and Lindsay in the future."
"Jealousy?" Pamela laughed. "I'm not the jealous type. Besides... there will be no reason for me to be jealous. I'll be licking that little pussy of hers just as much, if not more, than you'll be fucking it. I want Lindsay too."
Everyone wants Lindsay...
My whole summer with this group of ladies had been full of nothing but wild twists and turns. However, nothing compared with Trish's decision to suddenly leave.
Several of the girls tried to change Trish's mind about leaving the island early, but their efforts fell upon deaf ears. Trish said her good-byes to everyone, and shared a long and emotional embrace with Lindsay. Lisa and Pamela tried one last time to change her mind, but it was useless.
As I drove Trish in my Jeep to the helicopter landing pad on the other side of the island, she did nothing but cry. I really felt useless at this point myself. I also felt sick and very weak. How else could I possibly feel?
It was obvious to me that Trish loved Lindsay with every single every beat of her heart. I still wished, at least for her sake, that they could be together.
I had to fight back the tears myself once we reached the landing pad. I offered Trish's hand a gentlemanly kiss, and she responded by embracing me tightly with both arms. My whole body shivered as she then said, "Please take care of Lindsay for me, Jeremy. I trust that you will."
Her eyes glistening, Trish ended the warm embrace and then kissed my cheek. She managed a quick smile, before turning and making her way over to the helicopter.
I ran over to Trish, and reached for her from behind. She turned to look at me as I said, "You're welcome back here anytime you want, Trish. You know how to get into touch with me through e-mail. You can come back anytime... whether it be tomorrow, next month or even next year."
"I had the best summer of my entire life," the Canadian quietly said, a new tear streaming down her face. "I really did. I'll never regret coming here. I just hope you take care of Lindsay for me. I love her." Trish cracked another smile before adding, "Thanks... but no thanks, Jeremy. You won't be hearing from me that I want to come here again."
I stepped closer and cradled her face with both hands, then wiped away the tear with my thumb. Next, I kissed her forehead and said, "The offer is there, Trish, if you ever change your mind. I know Lindsay would love you back here."
"Lindsay..." Trish sighed, a new set of tears forming in her eyes. "Oh, sweet Lindsay..."
I offered Trish another hug, before giving her a cashier's check. I could not send her home without any money.
Moments later, the helicopter took off and eventually disappeared over the horizon. As I stood there and watched it do so, I felt as though I was in a horrible dream. Did all of this really happen to me?
Hopefully, I would soon wake up and realize that this whole day had been nothing but a bad nightmare. I would find Lindsay and Trish someplace on the island - hugging and kissing each other, as they had so many times in the past.
As I drove my Jeep back to the mansion, I realized that this was no nightmare. Trish was really gone - for good. It was rather unfortunate, to say the least.
Even on an island paradise where I geared everything to be harmoniously perfect, there had been problems all summer. Some of those problems were minor, while others were major.
But things like that simply could not be avoided. It was life. And as people, we all know that things happen in our lives that we don't always like. All anyone can do when a situation like that occurs is deal with it... and move on.
No matter how bad this day was for me, I would not allow it to dampen my final week on the island with all of the ladies. I would also see to it that despite Trish's hasty departure, the group of Lisa, Torrie, Christina and Amy would leave this island with nothing but positive feelings.
This final week was going to be very interesting. If I had anything to say about it - which I did - it would also be very energetic, lively and most of all, full of fun.
That was a promise which I made to myself. And I had every intention of keeping it.
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