A Royal Experience

LuckyGirl1313

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Finally, some time to relax with absolutely no cameras and no responsiblities whatsoever. Normally, Lizzie didn't mind the cameras because she loved to be the center of attention, but her life had been a whirlwind since the death of her older brother 9 months earlier. There were paparazzi everywhere wanting picture of the grieving family.

After all, her family wasn't a normal famous family. Her parents were the king and queen of Lysteria, a newly formed country that had broken away from Great Britain. And with the death of her older brother, Lizzie was first in line for the crown of Lysteria. With this came many responsibilities that Lizzie wasn't quite ready to take over. Her brother had been very ready, having more years of experience than she. He was also 26 and she had just turned 19.

All of the stress of becoming the next in line and dealing with the death of her brother had almost forced Lizzie into a catatonic state. She stayed in her room and wouldn't allow anyone in for days. Finally, her parents decided that it was best for her to get away for the summer to feel better. They sent Lizzie to Hawaii where they had rented her a large beachhouse complete with servants and one bodyguard.

Lizzie gladly accepted and was very happy she did as she laid out on the beach in front of her house. She laid on her stomach, her porcelain body clad in a blue bikini, and read a book. Her blue eyes covered by dark sunglasses with strands of her long blonde hair falling down along the books pages.

Suddenly, a shadow crepted over the pages of her book and she rolled over to view the obstruction, pulling her sunglasses down on her nose. A young man with a surf board stood beside her towel, scanning the waves.

She stated with her British accent, "Excuse me, you are blocking my sun."

((So I need a good SRPer....no one sentence people, please.))
 
Laird

"Excuse me, you are blocking my sun." Laird hears the voice and ignores it. The waves look too good to be bothered with trivialities.

Finally, though, the realization that it's a female voice and that she's on HIS beach gets through to his brain.

Turning towards the voice, "Excuse me? But you are on my beach."

The nerve of these tourists, trying to take over a great surfing beach, and not only a great surfing spot, but a spot that most people don't know about, one that is never crowded.

Looking down, he finally sees a girl with fair white skin and blonde hair, wearing a blue bikini and sunglasses with a book in front of her. Glancing around, he doesn't see anyone else around.

"Where did you come from anyway?" he asks, setting his board into the sand and leaning against it.
 
She scoffed at the fact that this was supposedly his beach. She quickly replied, "I believe the deed to that house," She motioned towards her beach house and continued, "states otherwise."

She gave him a satisfied smile as she looked up at him from her beach towel. She rolled over so she was on her back, looking up at him.

Unwavered by her comment, he asked, "Where did you come from anyway?"

She propped herself up on her arms and said, "Lysteria. A sub-country of Great Britain."

Lizzie had to admit that she found him very attractive, but definitelt not like the ones she was usually attracted to. Her parents were always setting her up with high class British nobility. She had even gone out with Prince Harry once....it didn't go well. She hated posh, arrogant, pretty rich boys.
 
Laird

"Lysteria? I've never heard of it. And that house that you're pointing at is deserted, no one's lived there for at least 4 years."

Squinting down at her, he is impressed as she rolls over, she has a nice tight body.

Running a hand through his shaggy sandy blonde hair, his blue eyes peer down at her. "So what's your real story princess?"

Of course, Laird is calling her princess since she looks like one of those high maintenance girls he normally can't be bothered with, definitely not as a compliment.
 
She looked back at the beach house and she could see the maids working to tidy it up for her summer there.

"I'm sure it was deserted....until now. It's mine for the summer." She moved her sunglasses to the top of her head and looked up at him as he ran his fingers through his hair. He had beautiful blue eyes, a dark blue like the ocean as opposed to her light blue eyes.

"So what's your real story princess?" She shuttered a little at the word, but she knew that if he had never heard of her country than he had no idea she really was a princess.

"I'm just here for the summer to get some R & R. What's your story, dude ?", she replied with a giggle. She gave him a bright smile and took a sip of her water bottle.
 
He shakes his head at her British pronunciation of the word dude, then nods towards his board, then out at the waves, "Ummmm, surfing..." letting the words trail off to suggest, without actually saying, "duh."

As she sips from her water bottle, his eyes watch the soft pink of her lips wrap around the top, before moving back to her startling light blue eyes, so different than the color he sees in the mirror.

Hesitantly, because he hates to think she's actually right, but also doing the right thing because that's what he does, "So, you're really living here? This is your beach?"
 
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"So, you're really living here? This is your beach?"

She laughed a little as the facts she had stated seemed to be sinking in. "Yes, it'll do just fine for the summer." She looked back at the house. It is quite small when you're used to living in a palace, but by a normal person's standard it would seem quite large.

It seemed he was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to surf here any longer so she reassured him, "You're welcome to surf here anytime you like. I certainly don't need this whole beach for just myself."

For some reason while he was looking at her, her cheeks began to warm and it wasn't just the sun. Was she actually feeling nervous around him? She was never nervous. It was impossible to be nervous when you're in the public eye so often. And she did have a reputation of being a "party princess" in Lysteria which added to the stress of cleaning up her act. She just enjoyed having fun, but the public seem to have a problem with their future Queen having fun.
 
"It is a nice beach, and you are not that big, so I think you're right, it's more than you need."

Looking around at the beach again, a bit disappointed to see that the wave action has slowed and any surfing would not be that good. "But, it looks like I'm not going to be surfing today anyway," he sighs.

"How long have you been here? I haven't seen you around anyplace, you just hiding away in your mansion?"

Pushing the hair out of his eyes again, a bit annoyed, he probably should get it cut, but oh well, why take the time. He smiles down at her, starting to get a little more interested in this pretty girl before him.
 
"It is a nice beach, and you are not that big, so I think you're right, it's more than you need."

Lizzie laughed a little at his remark and took another sip of her water bottle as he commented on the waves.

"How long have you been here? I haven't seen you around anyplace, you just hiding away in your mansion?"

She watched him as he messed with his hair; she imagined he was annoyed by the length. She suprisingly like the length of his shaggy hair and watching his tanned hands work their way through it.

"I just got in last night. Been unpacking ever since. The place looks as if a tornado went through it. Had to escape for a while." She laughed as she thought about her maids' reaction when they saw the mess in the master bedroom. Lizzie never unpacked her own clothes, but she couldn't find her swimsuit so she gave it a try. An unsuccessful and messy try. She had a very good relationship with her maids and her bodyguard though they didn't approve of her activities or state of her living quarters.
 
Laird smiles when she laughs, there's a musical quality to her laugh that one doesn't often hear. You read about it sure, but to actually hear it was nice.

"Well if you're new, maybe I could tell you about some of our local hotspots, or maybe even show them to you?" He smiles again.

"For example, the best surfing spot is right here," he gestures to the ocean behind him. "Well, at least when the surf is up it is."

Turning inland and pointing, "and that is Mount Kamanawanaleyah, the ancient and forbidden volcano where the native Hawaiians used to sacrifice virgins." He holds a poker face, trying to see if she'll believe him or not, and wondering if she'll notice the name he gave to the mountain.
 
"and that is Mount Kamanawanaleyah, the ancient and forbidden volcano where the native Hawaiians used to sacrifice virgins."

Lizzie laughed a little, knowing he was joking, she played along, "Virgins, you say? Looks like I'm safe. What about you?" She observed him closely, waiting for a response to her somewhat forward question. Her mother would not approve. She could hear her mother's voice, A lady would never ask questions such as those and most certainly not a queen....

Lizzie wasn't a queen yet and this summer was all about enjoying herself, even it meant being the party girl that everyone thought she was.
 
He smiles, "oh no, I've been safe from that sacrifice for a while now. Though I've thought it would be fun to insure that some young ladies are safe as well."

He squats down to talk to her as she continues to lay on the beach. His board shorts pull tight against him as he does so, showing everything that he has.

"My name is Laird, by the way."
 
"oh no, I've been safe from that sacrifice for a while now. Though I've thought it would be fun to insure that some young ladies are safe as well."

Lizzie smiled and said, "Well it's good to know there are men out there like you to save them."

She watched him as he sat down beside her, his shorts revealing his secrets. She couldn't help but glance as he sat down. From what she could see, he was impressive.

Her thoughts were pulled away when he said, "My name is Laird, by the way."

She replied, "I'm Elizabeth...but you can call me Lizzie."
 
"Lizzie it is then. It's nice to meet you Lizzie."

Sitting beside her, he looks out at the waves, thinking. He also looks at her out of the corner of his eyes. The blue bikini looks good on her, she has a great body, of course, she also seems almost exotic here in Hawaii with her pale skin.

Turning to face her, falling back onto an elbow so that he rests on his side, "So what about it Lizzie, do you want to go out and learn more about our island sometime?"
 
"So what about it Lizzie, do you want to go out and learn more about our island sometime?"

Lizzie smiled and said, "Of course, I would love to." The party girl in her was thinking, Or we could stay in and learn a few things as well. As he laid on his side, she had a great view of his body and she took full advantage, giving him the once over.

"What did you have in mind?"
 
As he waits for her response, he watches her eyes travel over his body and starts to think that maybe this girl will be even more fun than he was anticipating.

"There are a few spots that the locals go to hang out, not normally overrun with tourists that we could check out. Maybe some dancing, some drinks. There's a great little.....oh, wait, nevermind..."
 
"There are a few spots that the locals go to hang out, not normally overrun with tourists that we could check out. Maybe some dancing, some drinks. There's a great little.....oh, wait, nevermind..."

She nudged him playfully with her elbow and said, "Nevermind what? You can't just leave me hanging like that!"
 
"Well, you seem like a nice young lady, you wouldn't want to hear what I was going to say. It might be too shocking." Smiles at her, rolling onto his back.
 
She sat up so she was looking down on him and said, "We just met....you don't know if I'm a nice, young lady."

Channeling her mother for a moment, she said sternly, "I demand that you tell me."

She caught herself before it went further and said apologetically, "Sorry about that...Will you please tell me?" She put on a sweet smile and batted her eyelashes, jokingly.
 
A bit taken back by her first comment, "You demand huh? Well then, princess, if I tell you, then are you agreeing to go visit it?"
 
"You demand huh? Well then, princess, if I tell you, then are you agreeing to go visit it?"

Lizzie thought for a moment and said, "Sure, why not? I'm sure it won't be too shocking."

She thought about the places she had been to in her life and decided it couldn't be any more shocking than those.
 
"OK then, c'mon," he jumps to his feet, grabs his board and starts to head up the beach.

He's gotten a little ways up the beach when he turns around to see what she's doing, "You coming, princess?"
 
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"OK then, c'mon," he jumped up and he was off down the beach a little further.

Lizzie stood, slipping into her mini skirt and flip- flops. She look one last look at the house where her bodyguard was undoubtedly waiting for her return. She knew he would be furious and he would call her parents immediately, but she didn't care. She was going to have some fun while she still could.

"You coming, princess?"

She smiled and jogged after him, wondering where he could possibly take her.
 
Laird smiles when she starts to follow him, leading her to his Jeep parked off to the side of the road. As she gets in he grins a little when her mini skirt slides up, yes he knows he's just seeing her bathing suit again, but it's almost like seeing panties.

Going around to the driver's seat, he starts up the car and drives off. After driving for a little while, he pulls into a driveway and off of the road. The driveway doesn't seem to lead anywhere, but he parks the car and hops out.

As she looks at him, a question on her face, he smiles and starts to slide his bathing suit off. When it's off, he tosses it into the car and walks out onto a beach in front of them. As he walks away, she can tell from the lack of tan lines, that this is not something new for him.

After walking a bit, he turns to look over his shoulder again. "Well princess..."
 
Lizzie watched in awe as he hopped out of the car and removed his bathing suit, tossing it back in the Jeep. She watched his perfectly tanned nude body walked onto a beach off of the driveway.

"Well princess...", she heard him say as he turned and looked over his shoulder.

She laughed and said, "Oh, right....I was just enjoying the view." She hopped out of the Jeep and asked, "Where exactly are we? I'm feeling a little overdressed."
 
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