The small islands off the coast got Gill’s attention even from the plane window. Now that he could see them from the sands of the beach near his hotel, he marveled at the rocky exteriors each pillar contained. No two looked alike. Just like squirrels and other shape shifters. They might look the same. They really weren’t. When he started loping things together and making hasty decision, Gill knew vacation time had arrived.
The flight proved worthwhile. He dozed for a couple of hours and made notes. Notes on the campaign to come. One that he wasn’t overly worried about. Still another term in office and he needed an agenda. Something he could work towards rather than off the cuff. Though this term was not bad.
Waves washed across the sands coming close to his feet. The roar as they approached reminded him of the birds rushing upward at dawn full of energy as the sun rose. Then the rush of quiet as the dawn broke and the clouds cleared. Yes, time to reflect and decide. For now Tyburn and Rachel were talking instead of fighting. Louie and Bettina were working together along with the occasional night out. Romance flooded the Peak. Was his luck going to change?
High from the top floor of the hotel, she watched. She noticed him from the moment he walked through the door. Lean and compact, like the male in her dreams. Dreams that left her lusting and needing release. Release her worn out vibrator wasn’t providing. How long would he be here? Did he feel the lure? The chemistry that pulsed each time he walked by. Gods and Goddesses, she prayed he did.
Happy weekend Gang!
Gill's vacation adventures are off and running. I hope he has a good time and finds what he is looking for. The Spice Homestead is gearing up for ours. May the start of summer find you and yours enjoying time together resting and relaxing.
Until next week,