1. White Bikini, Tina, Water, Oh My!


    Date: 7/15/2017, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    added with some distain at my question. Oh well. I liked k**s, so it wasn't that much of an imposition. I'm home all the time and have plenty of space. The income from being published three years ago had surprised me. But I liked writing; it was more like a hobby than a job. Having a niece would be okay. I'm not a hermit and liked company even though I lived with the isolation and beauty of Peter Island. It seemed to add to my creativity, inspire me. Grabbing my damp shirt, I headed to the shower. Tina heard the grind of landing gear being deployed as she stared out the window. Crystal clear turquoise and deep blue water sparkled, sandbanks punctuating the sea with bright underwater commas, long white wakes of tiny motor boats looking like brush strokes on the fascinating canvas, and islands, small and large, grew as the plane descended. She heard the thunk of landing gear locking in place and tightened her seat belt, wondering what Uncle Chet would be like. The Boeing 737 tilted, twisted and bounced as it carved through the hot dense sea level air. Tina watched turquoise water flash by like the rapids of a river, blurred trees slipping by, the runway appearing, and felt the plane hit the runway in the seat of her pants. Her enjoyment of the sights faded as worry stole in. What would living here be like? She was nervous, feeling slight discomfort in her stomach at the uncertainty ahead. It had been hard enough when mom died. She hadn't liked living with the neighbours while ...
    the legal process sorted itself out. At first, after getting over the shock, she'd been glad to find out she had an uncle. Though why mom never told her about him she didn't understand. The initial excitement of hearing he lived in the Virgin Islands, visions of clean beaches, surf and palm trees faded when she realised she'd have to leave her friends behind. &#034Welcome to the British Virgin Islands. The local temperature is 105 degrees and time is now five twenty. We hope you enjoyed your flight. Thank you for flying American Airlines.&#034 Tina grabbed her backpack as she stood. A stewardess squeezing by passengers in the narrow aisle stopped in front of her. &#034Tina, could you please wait here? We have someone coming to e****t you,&#034 she said with a nice smile. &#034Okay.&#034 Sitting down, she felt a rush of hot humid tropical air flood the cool cabin as the doors opened. Little butterflies flitted though her stomach. Will Uncle Chet be nice? Will he look like the pictures of dad? She'd never known dad; he'd died before she was born. But the photos she treasured, the ones in her back pack, showed him as a handsome, dark haired man, medium height and medium build with a slim muscular body of a Canadian Armed f***es soldier, which he'd been. Sometimes she missed him, even though she'd never known him. She often dreamed of what life would have been like if he had been alive. Would mom have been different? Did she love him? She wondered how mom might have been if she'd ...