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Young Teenage Romance Sparks in the Kenyan Wilderness: Unspoken Desires and Forbidden Encounters This is a little fictitious yet delicious teaser and shout-out to all my fellow members who wished they could write a good story about romance, passion, lust and their true unspoken perversions. Bill and Nancy lived in a suburb of Los Angeles California and had been married for 20 years. They met in high school, fell in love immediately, and had maintained a faithful relationship throughout. Both had long-standing professional careers which allowed them no time for a family vacation. They had been saving for many years, fearing that their son would become a man before having had the opportunity to take one together. So in preparation for Paul’s 17th birthday, Bill and Nancy planned a trip to Kenya for a 14 day sightseeing tour of the tundra. Airline, hotel, rental car, tour guide, and ancillary costs had been paid for, everything was reserved, and vacation time was booked. It was a go. The family left for the airport for the long flight in the early summer, just after Paul’s junior year at school. It was to be a long flight of nearly 20 hours duration containing one plane swap and another small layover. Everyone was prepared with their reading material, comfort needs, and easy fitting clothing to allow for some good rest as well. They boarded the plane together not having any idea what to expect beyond warm weather and wildlife, and they were off. Upon touchdown nearly a full day later, and aside from an amount of claustrophobia and jet lag, all three were rested, and prepared for the big adventure abroad. This was the first time any of them had been out of the country, let alone out of the neighborhood, all their lives. …but everything was about to change
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Young Teenage Romance Sparks in the Kenyan Wilderness: Unspoken Desires and Forbidden Encounters
This is a little fictitious yet delicious teaser and shout-out to all my fellow members who wished they could write a good story about romance, passion, lust and their true unspoken perversions.
Bill and Nancy lived in a suburb of Los Angeles California and had been married for 20 years. They met in high school, fell in love immediately, and had maintained a faithful relationship throughout. Both had long-standing professional careers which allowed them no time for a family vacation. They had been saving for many years, fearing that their son would become a man before having had the opportunity to take one together. So in preparation for Paul’s 17th birthday, Bill and Nancy planned a trip to Kenya for a 14 day sightseeing tour of the tundra. Airline, hotel, rental car, tour guide, and ancillary costs had been paid for, everything was reserved, and vacation time was booked. It was a go.
The family left for the airport for the long flight in the early summer, just after Paul’s junior year at school. It was to be a long flight of nearly 20 hours duration containing one plane swap and another small layover. Everyone was prepared with their reading material, comfort needs, and easy fitting clothing to allow for some good rest as well. They boarded the plane together not having any idea what to expect beyond warm weather and wildlife, and they were off.
Upon touchdown nearly a full day later, and aside from an amount of claustrophobia and jet lag, all three were rested, and prepared for the big adventure abroad. This was the first time any of them had been out of the country, let alone out of the neighborhood, all their lives. Bill didn’t even miss his demanding situation a bit, and not a thought crossed his mind regarding what sort of mountain of catch-up would be needed upon his return. All Nancy could do was rejoice not having to worry about all the household needs, and the attention and demands of her own part-time situation at the hospital. As for Paul, semi-mature and full of teen angst, his mind wandered, blissfully pondering wild fantasies about being in a place much less lawful and restrictive.
The temperature was hot, hotter than any of them ever remembered. All anybody could think about was getting to the air-conditioned car, and head off to the air-conditioned hotel room to shower and change clothes after the long flight. Upon arrival at the hotel via airport shuttle, chivalry overcame Bill, who suggested Nancy take the first shower. Paul moaned. Bill napped.
Paul was bored and anxious to get a feel for his new surroundings. He left a note and suggested to both his parents that he would be making the rounds of the hotel, and to call his smart phone when and if he was needed. He promised he would be safe.
During his trek, he came across a European bistro on the outskirts of the expansive hotel grounds. Paul strolled in and asked if the establishment accepted American currency, to which the attendant behind the counter responded in the affirmative. Paul scanned the menu of available beverages and decided upon a bubble tea, something he’d heard of but never tried before. He plunked his money down on the countertop, and the attendant set off to prepare his requested beverage. Paul found himself scanning the room, viewing the unfamiliar artworks and sculptures adorning the establishment. His eyes wandered further and became transfixed on a young female whom he immediately decided was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes upon.
Kina was similar to most of her Cambodian classmates, and much smaller in stature and girth than any of the European girls she had read and heard about. There was only one in her class by the name of Karen, whose family was under contract with a large corporation planning Green renovations to improve local tourism near her village. Kina was quite dark-skinned, much to her dismay, and always a subject of teasing amongst her classmates. In her country, the lighter the color of your skin, the more opportunities you would have in life, and the better a person you were considered as same. She always wanted to be more like the lighter shaded girls, popular and pretty. She never thought much of herself but hoped that her smarts would put her past that someday. Her “family” was on vacation too, but predominantly for a big meeting her dad had been planned to attend as a part of his Company’s globalizing efforts. It was just herself and her dad, and as always, her dad was distracted by business related affairs more often than not. As far as she was concerned, she was there as part of the scenery, dragged along to be left aside while business was attended to. She was a whimsical sort of adolescent, always having had romance to a tall light-skinned stranger from a rich foreign country to hold her and love her forever. Although only 11, she had always been somewhat more advanced in her wisdom, believing herself more advanced in age, and couldn’t wait for her 12th birthday just around the corner. She was hoping her dad would buy her one of those fancy 4G phones some of the rich girls at school had.
Paul was in a trance when he realized that Kinas’ eyes had fixated on his now-he was caught! Dammit! He quickly grabbed the bubble tea he didn’t even realize had been set on the countertop as already prepared, and walked away thinking nothing more of the interlude. She thought the opposite. She had finally seen the older boy she had always fantasized about. She had been lonely for a long time, never having been in a relationship, but always desiring what it might be like be cared for and adored. She had not had much of a mother figure other than her aunt who had only been in and out of her life annually or thereabouts. She had little if any interaction with an adult female figure, nor many female friends for that matter. It was only her & her dad. And now her dad was wrapped up in another business strategy that would occupy all of his attention and affection yet again. She was overwhelmed. Kina requested, and received permission from her dad to go to the hotel pool. He said he would see her later on in the evening upon his anticipated return.
Paul had decided to go for a swim. As there was no call yet from his parents and not having any idea what they might be up to, he decided it was better off not to go back upstairs and change into his swimsuit. Instead, since he came upon the pool completely dim and unattended, he would simply sneak in in his boxers. What’s the real difference anyway, he thought to himself. I’m alone. It was so warm even in the air-conditioned hotel that after only a few seconds, his shirt was off and he was feeling the cooling water around him. Kina entered through the same door he had come through just minutes before. She had been on his trail at a safe distance the entire way, and was overjoyed when she found him alone in the pool area. She surprised herself. She had always been shy. How could she possibly be letting herself go like this? The butterflies in her stomach were overcome only by her unabated loneliness and curiosity. Where was this tall handsome stranger from? How long would he be there? Would he think her attractive? He seemed so different.
“Hello there, my name is Paul” he exclaimed.
“Hi,” she responded. Kina was wondering why that on such a warm day, nobody else had been around the pool area. “Why is nobody else here Paul?”
“Did you miss the sign outside? The sign dismisses all comers suggesting the pool is closed for maintenance until tomorrow. I didn’t even pay attention myself, but realized when I came in and saw the same thing you did. Then I checked outside and saw it.
“Oh.” She had been hoping he would introduce himself ever since she opened the door and overwhelmed her own fear to enter. This was a stranger. He was much older than her. Now all she could think about was how long it would take for him to get out of the pool so she could size him up.
Unbeknownst to Kina, Paul had been studying her head to foot since she came in. He was both overcome and overjoyed, not believing his good fortune for a second. How could this be? The girl of his dreams just walked in to the only excluded public space in the hotel, and he was on a continent half a world away from home! She was even more beautiful up close, and everything he’d imagined and hoped for. She was about 4’4” tall with flowing slinky jet black hair tied loosely behind her head in a ponytail. He was able to study her skin in detail, she in her sheer yet form fitting T-shirt and perfectly taught shorts, which ended just below her bottom. Her skin appeared so very soft with very small pores and almost shiny in the window light. She had no moles or pimples. Her skin looked perfectly flawless and smooth. Her legs were tapered perfectly; not chubby, not muscular, but just the slightest bit of baby pudge remained to contour her. She had only the beginning of what could be called breasts, more like puffy bumps. Her bottom had only the slightest curvature in bubble, yet no sign of any hips whatsoever. That’s all he was privy to at the moment. He was hard! He couldn’t believe himself when he noticed, and realized he would not be getting out of the pool to introduce himself just yet. He now focused on calming himself.
Kina was growing restless. Not realizing she had only been in the room with him for less than a minute, her thoughts had already progressed as if she had read the whole book. She began much earlier on imagining him in full form out of the pool and what he might look like. His pale musculature showing a male art form she was unfamiliar with. Sure she had seen some of the young Cambodian boys swimming at the local waterhole, but she had seen him standing in clothing, and knew there was much more to him. But did he find her attractive? Would he even be interested in her? Was he safe? Was he a nice boy? She needed to know more. She decided to be bold and removed her T-shirt and shorts, revealing something of a beginners training bra that had been handed down to her by her aunt. She was very embarrassed, and afraid, but her curiosity got the best of her. This might be her only chance to get to know this alarmingly handsome and alternate complexion male.
Too late. He was getting hard again. Upon seeing more of her, he couldn’t help himself. All he could do now was hope she didn’t swim near him and realize his disgusting situation. Or was it? Paul was so overwhelmed by her beauty he didn’t know right from wrong. Left from right. Up from down. There weren’t many girls her color where he lived or at school. There were a proportionate number of black kids and Asian kids, and even a fair number of Middle Eastern ones, but very few brown kids. He had always been attracted to that characteristic. He supposed he was hung up on opposites.
Kina Found herself swimming directly toward his end of the pool, not even noticing her unnatural gravitation. What difference would it make. She would just tell him that with all the noise of them both splashing, she would not be able to hear their conversation. That was her answer. If he asked. But he didn’t; he didn’t say anything but just persisted in watching her approach. Why?
“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my whole life!”
“No way. Shut the front door.” That was her best English idiom she had become familiar with, most likely plagiarized by the rich girls and their expensive phones.
That was all he could take. He knew they were alone and would be for some time. There were no windows on the doors, and there was clear signage beyond forbidding entry. He would take his chance and make a move. What was there to lose? He came directly at her as she swam toward him, grabbed her with his arm and pulled her toward him. There was an awkward moment as she pushed her hands out in front of herself to keep him just inches from her. What would she say? What did she think?
“You’re the most handsome and different boy I have ever seen, but I’m afraid. I’ve never kissed a boy. But you are so handsome. I’m confused! But…” Before she could continue, and almost magnetically, he pulled her the rest of the way in which she didn’t fight, and his lips pressed gently against hers. Lightly at first. And it seemed to last forever. Her lips were soft. Just full enough to make the perfect fit with his, he thought. Their lips parted. It seemed like an hour that she stared into his eyes as he stared into hers. There were no words. Only trembling, and the water wasn't cold.
This time she wrapped both arms around him and kissed him full on the mouth. Still, both of their lips remained closed. Her eyes were closed also. But he was watching her glistening brown body as the water lapped around her shoulders, and waned, as if her skin had been waxed! Small trails of water quickly running off into the tepid water. She seemed small against him. But the sight of their differing Skin tones so close together appeared so amazingly beautiful. She seemed even darker with his skin so close to hers.
Their lips parted. She had a moment of timidity, and climbed out of the pool, immediately making herself prone on a nearby lawn chair. She grabbed a towel off the adjacent table, and placed her face between it and her hands. Paul came to a horrifying realization – as she was pressed up right against him, she had to have felt his manhood in full salute. Is that why she ran? Was she afraid? But why would she still in the room then?
“Can we talk about what just happened?” Queried Paul. At this time he became distracted again. He noted a phenomenon he had never been aware of before; phenomes. Upon viewing her entirely with scrutiny, he noticed something about her particular skin tone. The underside of her palms was much more pale than the rest of her skin, as was the underside of her feet. Much lighter in complexion. As he swam closer to her awaiting a response, he noted that the only thing he could see in the brighter areas of her skin were little dark cracks mimicking the rest of her color. This factor, coupled with the obvious nipple response she had to the cooler water, further heighten his excitement. She was now erect too!
“I could feel you. I’ve never been that close to a boy. I’m almost afraid to tell you this, and I don’t even know you. But I’d really like to experience more of you and see you. What do you think?” Kina was beside herself with elation and trepidation at the same time. What would he say?
“I was having the same thoughts and feelings about you. I was so tuned into your lips just then, I completely forgot about my physical state. I apologize. It’s just that I’m naturally drawn and attracted to you I guess.” Paul couldn’t believe what she said next.
“My dad will be out on business around the hotel for the rest of the night, and I don’t expect him back until late. How would you feel about coming upstairs to our room for a while?”
Paul’s response was none the more anticipated by her. “I’m totally down with that…I mean, that sounds really awesome! The only problem I have now is getting out of the pool! Remember, my situation…?!”
“Here, I’m done with this towel. I’ll carry your clothes up to the room to put back on after you dry off.” And with that, she headed for the door and opened it to leave. “Kina, are you sure this is OK?” Paul professed. She quickly turned, smiled, and the door closed behind her after she exited.
With towel surrounding him, Paul headed quickly out the door behind her, and followed her up the two flights of stairs to where she led him into room 238. Upon entering he found it was laid out just exactly like the one he had left nearly an hour ago. He then realized he had left his bubble tea behind at the pool, but at this point, he didn’t really miss it. “Kina can I have a glass of water if that’s OK?” He asked. As she was heading into what he remembered to be the master bedroom in the back, she pointed in the direction of the kitchen. He realized he was to help himself while she got redressed.
As he was hastily consuming his water prior to her return, he realized he was no longer alone. He turned to a noise behind him thinking she was already there only to find his nose at THE END
Bill and Nancy lived in a suburb of Los Angeles California and had been married for 20 years. They met in high school, fell in love immediately, and had maintained a faithful relationship throughout. Both had long-standing professional careers which allowed them no time for a family vacation. They had been saving for many years, fearing that their son would become a man before having had the opportunity to take one together. So in preparation for Paul’s 17th birthday, Bill and Nancy planned a trip to Kenya for a 14 day sightseeing tour of the tundra. Airline, hotel, rental car, tour guide, and ancillary costs had been paid for, everything was reserved, and vacation time was booked. It was a go.
The family left for the airport for the long flight in the early summer, just after Paul’s junior year at school. It was to be a long flight of nearly 20 hours duration containing one plane swap and another small layover. Everyone was prepared with their reading material, comfort needs, and easy fitting clothing to allow for some good rest as well. They boarded the plane together not having any idea what to expect beyond warm weather and wildlife, and they were off.
Upon touchdown nearly a full day later, and aside from an amount of claustrophobia and jet lag, all three were rested, and prepared for the big adventure abroad. This was the first time any of them had been out of the country, let alone out of the neighborhood, all their lives. Bill didn’t even miss his demanding situation a bit, and not a thought crossed his mind regarding what sort of mountain of catch-up would be needed upon his return. All Nancy could do was rejoice not having to worry about all the household needs, and the attention and demands of her own part-time situation at the hospital. As for Paul, semi-mature and full of teen angst, his mind wandered, blissfully pondering wild fantasies about being in a place much less lawful and restrictive.
The temperature was hot, hotter than any of them ever remembered. All anybody could think about was getting to the air-conditioned car, and head off to the air-conditioned hotel room to shower and change clothes after the long flight. Upon arrival at the hotel via airport shuttle, chivalry overcame Bill, who suggested Nancy take the first shower. Paul moaned. Bill napped.
Paul was bored and anxious to get a feel for his new surroundings. He left a note and suggested to both his parents that he would be making the rounds of the hotel, and to call his smart phone when and if he was needed. He promised he would be safe.
During his trek, he came across a European bistro on the outskirts of the expansive hotel grounds. Paul strolled in and asked if the establishment accepted American currency, to which the attendant behind the counter responded in the affirmative. Paul scanned the menu of available beverages and decided upon a bubble tea, something he’d heard of but never tried before. He plunked his money down on the countertop, and the attendant set off to prepare his requested beverage. Paul found himself scanning the room, viewing the unfamiliar artworks and sculptures adorning the establishment. His eyes wandered further and became transfixed on a young female whom he immediately decided was the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes upon.
Kina was similar to most of her Cambodian classmates, and much smaller in stature and girth than any of the European girls she had read and heard about. There was only one in her class by the name of Karen, whose family was under contract with a large corporation planning Green renovations to improve local tourism near her village. Kina was quite dark-skinned, much to her dismay, and always a subject of teasing amongst her classmates. In her country, the lighter the color of your skin, the more opportunities you would have in life, and the better a person you were considered as same. She always wanted to be more like the lighter shaded girls, popular and pretty. She never thought much of herself but hoped that her smarts would put her past that someday. Her “family” was on vacation too, but predominantly for a big meeting her dad had been planned to attend as a part of his Company’s globalizing efforts. It was just herself and her dad, and as always, her dad was distracted by business related affairs more often than not. As far as she was concerned, she was there as part of the scenery, dragged along to be left aside while business was attended to. She was a whimsical sort of adolescent, always having had romance to a tall light-skinned stranger from a rich foreign country to hold her and love her forever. Although only 11, she had always been somewhat more advanced in her wisdom, believing herself more advanced in age, and couldn’t wait for her 12th birthday just around the corner. She was hoping her dad would buy her one of those fancy 4G phones some of the rich girls at school had.
Paul was in a trance when he realized that Kinas’ eyes had fixated on his now-he was caught! Dammit! He quickly grabbed the bubble tea he didn’t even realize had been set on the countertop as already prepared, and walked away thinking nothing more of the interlude. She thought the opposite. She had finally seen the older boy she had always fantasized about. She had been lonely for a long time, never having been in a relationship, but always desiring what it might be like be cared for and adored. She had not had much of a mother figure other than her aunt who had only been in and out of her life annually or thereabouts. She had little if any interaction with an adult female figure, nor many female friends for that matter. It was only her & her dad. And now her dad was wrapped up in another business strategy that would occupy all of his attention and affection yet again. She was overwhelmed. Kina requested, and received permission from her dad to go to the hotel pool. He said he would see her later on in the evening upon his anticipated return.
Paul had decided to go for a swim. As there was no call yet from his parents and not having any idea what they might be up to, he decided it was better off not to go back upstairs and change into his swimsuit. Instead, since he came upon the pool completely dim and unattended, he would simply sneak in in his boxers. What’s the real difference anyway, he thought to himself. I’m alone. It was so warm even in the air-conditioned hotel that after only a few seconds, his shirt was off and he was feeling the cooling water around him. Kina entered through the same door he had come through just minutes before. She had been on his trail at a safe distance the entire way, and was overjoyed when she found him alone in the pool area. She surprised herself. She had always been shy. How could she possibly be letting herself go like this? The butterflies in her stomach were overcome only by her unabated loneliness and curiosity. Where was this tall handsome stranger from? How long would he be there? Would he think her attractive? He seemed so different.
“Hello there, my name is Paul” he exclaimed.
“Hi,” she responded. Kina was wondering why that on such a warm day, nobody else had been around the pool area. “Why is nobody else here Paul?”
“Did you miss the sign outside? The sign dismisses all comers suggesting the pool is closed for maintenance until tomorrow. I didn’t even pay attention myself, but realized when I came in and saw the same thing you did. Then I checked outside and saw it.
“Oh.” She had been hoping he would introduce himself ever since she opened the door and overwhelmed her own fear to enter. This was a stranger. He was much older than her. Now all she could think about was how long it would take for him to get out of the pool so she could size him up.
Unbeknownst to Kina, Paul had been studying her head to foot since she came in. He was both overcome and overjoyed, not believing his good fortune for a second. How could this be? The girl of his dreams just walked in to the only excluded public space in the hotel, and he was on a continent half a world away from home! She was even more beautiful up close, and everything he’d imagined and hoped for. She was about 4’4” tall with flowing slinky jet black hair tied loosely behind her head in a ponytail. He was able to study her skin in detail, she in her sheer yet form fitting T-shirt and perfectly taught shorts, which ended just below her bottom. Her skin appeared so very soft with very small pores and almost shiny in the window light. She had no moles or pimples. Her skin looked perfectly flawless and smooth. Her legs were tapered perfectly; not chubby, not muscular, but just the slightest bit of baby pudge remained to contour her. She had only the beginning of what could be called breasts, more like puffy bumps. Her bottom had only the slightest curvature in bubble, yet no sign of any hips whatsoever. That’s all he was privy to at the moment. He was hard! He couldn’t believe himself when he noticed, and realized he would not be getting out of the pool to introduce himself just yet. He now focused on calming himself.
Kina was growing restless. Not realizing she had only been in the room with him for less than a minute, her thoughts had already progressed as if she had read the whole book. She began much earlier on imagining him in full form out of the pool and what he might look like. His pale musculature showing a male art form she was unfamiliar with. Sure she had seen some of the young Cambodian boys swimming at the local waterhole, but she had seen him standing in clothing, and knew there was much more to him. But did he find her attractive? Would he even be interested in her? Was he safe? Was he a nice boy? She needed to know more. She decided to be bold and removed her T-shirt and shorts, revealing something of a beginners training bra that had been handed down to her by her aunt. She was very embarrassed, and afraid, but her curiosity got the best of her. This might be her only chance to get to know this alarmingly handsome and alternate complexion male.
Too late. He was getting hard again. Upon seeing more of her, he couldn’t help himself. All he could do now was hope she didn’t swim near him and realize his disgusting situation. Or was it? Paul was so overwhelmed by her beauty he didn’t know right from wrong. Left from right. Up from down. There weren’t many girls her color where he lived or at school. There were a proportionate number of black kids and Asian kids, and even a fair number of Middle Eastern ones, but very few brown kids. He had always been attracted to that characteristic. He supposed he was hung up on opposites.
Kina Found herself swimming directly toward his end of the pool, not even noticing her unnatural gravitation. What difference would it make. She would just tell him that with all the noise of them both splashing, she would not be able to hear their conversation. That was her answer. If he asked. But he didn’t; he didn’t say anything but just persisted in watching her approach. Why?
“You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my whole life!”
“No way. Shut the front door.” That was her best English idiom she had become familiar with, most likely plagiarized by the rich girls and their expensive phones.
That was all he could take. He knew they were alone and would be for some time. There were no windows on the doors, and there was clear signage beyond forbidding entry. He would take his chance and make a move. What was there to lose? He came directly at her as she swam toward him, grabbed her with his arm and pulled her toward him. There was an awkward moment as she pushed her hands out in front of herself to keep him just inches from her. What would she say? What did she think?
“You’re the most handsome and different boy I have ever seen, but I’m afraid. I’ve never kissed a boy. But you are so handsome. I’m confused! But…” Before she could continue, and almost magnetically, he pulled her the rest of the way in which she didn’t fight, and his lips pressed gently against hers. Lightly at first. And it seemed to last forever. Her lips were soft. Just full enough to make the perfect fit with his, he thought. Their lips parted. It seemed like an hour that she stared into his eyes as he stared into hers. There were no words. Only trembling, and the water wasn't cold.
This time she wrapped both arms around him and kissed him full on the mouth. Still, both of their lips remained closed. Her eyes were closed also. But he was watching her glistening brown body as the water lapped around her shoulders, and waned, as if her skin had been waxed! Small trails of water quickly running off into the tepid water. She seemed small against him. But the sight of their differing Skin tones so close together appeared so amazingly beautiful. She seemed even darker with his skin so close to hers.
Their lips parted. She had a moment of timidity, and climbed out of the pool, immediately making herself prone on a nearby lawn chair. She grabbed a towel off the adjacent table, and placed her face between it and her hands. Paul came to a horrifying realization – as she was pressed up right against him, she had to have felt his manhood in full salute. Is that why she ran? Was she afraid? But why would she still in the room then?
“Can we talk about what just happened?” Queried Paul. At this time he became distracted again. He noted a phenomenon he had never been aware of before; phenomes. Upon viewing her entirely with scrutiny, he noticed something about her particular skin tone. The underside of her palms was much more pale than the rest of her skin, as was the underside of her feet. Much lighter in complexion. As he swam closer to her awaiting a response, he noted that the only thing he could see in the brighter areas of her skin were little dark cracks mimicking the rest of her color. This factor, coupled with the obvious nipple response she had to the cooler water, further heighten his excitement. She was now erect too!
“I could feel you. I’ve never been that close to a boy. I’m almost afraid to tell you this, and I don’t even know you. But I’d really like to experience more of you and see you. What do you think?” Kina was beside herself with elation and trepidation at the same time. What would he say?
“I was having the same thoughts and feelings about you. I was so tuned into your lips just then, I completely forgot about my physical state. I apologize. It’s just that I’m naturally drawn and attracted to you I guess.” Paul couldn’t believe what she said next.
“My dad will be out on business around the hotel for the rest of the night, and I don’t expect him back until late. How would you feel about coming upstairs to our room for a while?”
Paul’s response was none the more anticipated by her. “I’m totally down with that…I mean, that sounds really awesome! The only problem I have now is getting out of the pool! Remember, my situation…?!”
“Here, I’m done with this towel. I’ll carry your clothes up to the room to put back on after you dry off.” And with that, she headed for the door and opened it to leave. “Kina, are you sure this is OK?” Paul professed. She quickly turned, smiled, and the door closed behind her after she exited.
With towel surrounding him, Paul headed quickly out the door behind her, and followed her up the two flights of stairs to where she led him into room 238. Upon entering he found it was laid out just exactly like the one he had left nearly an hour ago. He then realized he had left his bubble tea behind at the pool, but at this point, he didn’t really miss it. “Kina can I have a glass of water if that’s OK?” He asked. As she was heading into what he remembered to be the master bedroom in the back, she pointed in the direction of the kitchen. He realized he was to help himself while she got redressed.
As he was hastily consuming his water prior to her return, he realized he was no longer alone. He turned to a noise behind him thinking she was already there only to find his nose at THE END
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