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“You were always a good kid, take your time, and meet Livvie at the ballroom at seven. She’ll find it sweet if you’ve forgotten how to dance.” Dad laughed and put his empty mai tai on the counter.
“I’m sorry it’s come to this point,” I looked up. He squeezed his hand on my shoulder.
“I don’t accept your apology.” He shook his head. “Not until you got some clue what you should or shouldn’t apologize for.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. I could see something on Ellie’s face and I didn’t want to push regret. I was going to be a dad. I didn’t want to go telling the mother of my child that I was filled with regret.
“Looks like the volleyball game’s done.” He said stretching his back. I could hear one team cheering and the other team being good sports. I frowned. “You know how it is, winners need help in the showers.”
“I don’t think that’s--”
“Nastya can help you out with that, Garth.” Ellie beamed.
“Yes, I’ll wash their backs, you wash fronts?” She laughed.
“See, boy, you’ve found a way to surround yourself with great women. C’mon Nasty.”
“This is his joke. He is just saying I am sexual and he likes it.” Nastya explained for me with a bright smile.
“Go dad, to the victor goes the spoils.” I smiled for him as he grabbed Nastya around the waist and pushed her quicker along the beach.
“Wow.” I couldn’t figure out anything else to say. I met Dakota’s eyes and stopped her from mixing me another martini. Ellie scooted her stool closer and rubbed my thigh.
“He doesn’t think I’m going to be a good tour guide.”
“How do you mean?” I lifted her chin. Her eyes were an incredible blue.
“If I was Mel, I would’ve taken you down to the losers shower. Punish them.”
“I can’t imagine I’m ready for that.” I shook my head. “Dakota?”
“Yes?” We were talking Portuguese again. “What do we do for fun?”
“On The Waterfront?” She shook her head. “We usually get together at The Globe. I am sorry, I don’t know what you like at the beach.”
“Do you know what you like at the beach?” I smiled hoping to let her cool down, but she just got a little more flustered.
“I help guests with weights.” She leaned across the bar to show me where a big outdoor gym was standing. No one was using it right now but an Asian girl and a black girl were talking with each other, ready for any customers. “I played in big human pyramid once. I was second row. Of seven. We all fell down. Your father was at fault.”
“Yeah, I have no doubt.” The outdoor showers were wide open and broken into two big squares with almost sixteen heads spraying down over each volleyball team. Dad and Nastya weren’t the only people being drawn into to join either team. I looked to Ellie.
“I don’t really get involved with something that might bring guests around. I don’t want to be with any man but you.”
“I think I’ve had enough here. Mel’s at the Globe?”
“Probably, she’s kinda into costume design.” Ellie nodded. “I’d rather take you to The Castle first. It’s better early afternoon.”
“What do you think, Dakota. Castle or Globe?”
“Castle is much more sexy. I don’t go very often. I don’t like heights.” She thought. “Globe is harder work. I love the dresses and stories.”
That didn’t answer my question. Ellie was tugging on her fingers and biting inside her lip.
“We’re going to The Castle!” I declared. Nastya had really set something off in me and Dakota was quite charming. I didn’t invite her hoping she would follow. I swept up Ellie, forgetting she was a monthish pregnant and hucked her over my shoulder. I came to a halt.
“You OK?” I worried.
“Let’s get going!” She bongo drummed my ass with both hands. I shrugged. Smile for Dakota. Took a step towards the palisade wall. I frowned.
“Who do I talk to to call for a cart?” I asked Ellie’s round butt.
“I can call the cart from here.” Dakota announced picking up a phone from under the lip of the bar.
“Awesome.” I said as she dialed in three numbers. I had an idea, a bad idea. Bad, naughty, what’s the difference? “No kiss goodbye?”
“Always,” she swayed over to me. I’m certain Ellie tried to kick her, not to hurt her, she did manage to pop a breast of of Dakota’s bikini top. There was no hesitation in the bartender. She slipped her hands over my cheeks and leaned in to kiss me. It was hot, slow, and I couldn’t believe she was acting at all. I’d been fooled by girls and women my whole dating life. This was something slow burning and passionate. “I’ll see you soon, Mister Tanner.”
“Good girl,” I smirked. “I meant for you to kiss something more important goodbye.”
“Yes!” Ellie laughed. She was getting awkward on my shoulder. I let her down and she squealed as she rushed behind me, wrapped my trunk with her arms and watched Dakota sink to her knees in the sand.
I immediately felt like a king. The power, not only to command Dakota to act but to elicit such joy on her face, was beyond anything I had imagined. She tugged my shorts down to my ankles. Her breath warmed the skin of my cock. Her long fingers stroked their way towards her face. Her thumb swirled on the head of my dick. She laid a warm little kiss upon the tip.
The excitement was hard to overcome but I was managing. What was I doing to her? She had been drugged. Her eyes glittered like her smile as she ran her cheek along the skin of my cock. She took the head into the entry of her lips. I felt her tongue press into the hole. There was a momentary hint of teeth. She kissed the tip once again.
“Th-th-thank you, Dakota.” I muttered and stepped back. Ellie eased back with me.
“I hate saying goodbye.” The dark haired woman climbed to her feet. Her breast still hung free of her askew bikini top. “How about see you later?”
“Of course.” I nodded, smiling in a way that felt like my face muscles were injured. She waved to Ellie and swayed off to her post. I squatted down and pulled up my shorts. Ellie slapped my ass.
“Hey!”
“Hey yourself.” She grinned. “Our ride’s here.”
We had to cross the small section of beach to the wide roundabout inside the palisade gate. A driverless golf cart waited but another man, probably 50, was loading a couple of teenaged Arabic girls. He looked up to me and waved with a great big smile.
Ellie elbowed me to make me wave back. I was spared any small talk because he climbed in and drove away before we reached the cul de sac.
“I’m that easy to recognize?” A couple of empty carts pulled in quite soon after we arrived.
“You’re kinda a big deal.” She nodded. “And anyone who’s coming to Fuck Island is sure to know who you are.”
“I guess.” I said getting in. She clicked The Castle on the touchscreen and the cart started off.
“Think of yourself as Bruce Wayne.” She grinned.
“I feel more like Lex Luthor.” I frowned.
“No, Lex is a bad guy.” She shook her head. I had no idea how she could see me through such rose colored glasses. I smiled and pulled her in for a squeeze. The rollercoaster over the tree line was visible the moment we rounded the first turn. The carts that past us by were empty. “Hey, are you hungry?”
“I guess so.” I said. I had just had three martinis on an empty stomach.
“Cool.” She swiped the screen and brought up a smaller map of I guessed The Castle. It was an amusement park. Roller Coasters, carnival games, a ferris wheel, water slides, and all the rest. “You’re going to love this! This is the only place you can get a burger on the island.”
“I do love a good burger.” I agreed. “I have a feeling I don’t eat too many of them anymore.”
“Yeah, you seem to subsist off of salad and seafood.” She made a blegh face at her mention of seafood. “But I’m pregnant and you’re confused so I get to pick what I want.”
We rounded the hill that centered the island. Casa de Tanner, the hotel, I suppose my home now, and dormitory of the working girls sat on top of it. The island was boomerang shaped with a round shaped annex off the southwest half. The Waterfront was inside the kink. The Castle was the southern tip of the southwest peninsula. It was walled off with a gray stone wall topped with a metal fence.
I was asking myself, why I had built an amusement park on Fuck Island? It was an adult getaway, shouldn’t I have focused on more adult entertainment? Why not? Was a solid argument. Our cart let us off at another roundabout. Ellie was up and running before the brakes brought us to a complete stop. She looped the cart and grabbed my hand and dragged me up and going.
Like the beach, everywhere was populated with hot girls. Bikini tops seemed to be the rule, with only a handful of exceptions. The bottoms varied from shorts, to skirts, to bikini bottoms, to yoga pants. Bright smiles and perky tits lit the boardwalk streets.
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