paradise with a definite slant

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"The Castaways", a story about an upscale development in mexico, on the gulf coast, is a thread writers dream. 160 houses, condos and a 30 room hotel are the setting for a cast of permenent and transient caractures, literally 100's or 1000's, who knows!! suggest focusing on those wholive full time, couples, women, men, straight , gay, and employees of the facility, bartenders, waiters, administraters, etc.. this is an ex=patriate community, with forign nationals from all countrys,so the skies the limit for fleshing out the flesh, so to speak. This place is a monied, up scale, remote development, with onlya small village nearby, to house the local employees, who are latino, primerily, with a smattering of orientals, mostly in the bar service areas, controled by the head oriental, a chinese man named sha-shu.

Chas Morley, a 32 yr old brit with a obscenely good looking smile, to well quaffed to have ever done anything of stubstance, is the owner of no 147, a lovely house overlooking the 3rd hole of the golf course, a stones throw from the main bar and dining facility.

His physical presence, and a subtle, but definate sense of power

grace, and and a vague, shadowy resume, bely the low key playboy personna he effects. But then again, everyone there has some past, why else live in so isolated a place?? don't ask , don't tell, is the way to be if your a member of the "castaways"

 

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let the debauchary commence

Ahhhh!!" Go find a husband to make miserable, you sister of satan" was the cry heard to be eminating from beneath the covers of the small landing field sized bed that dominated the masters room, with wide, flowing french doors opening to the living room, the current location of the object of this insult, a daily ritual for the almost 4 yrs Morley had been "in residence".

""to be the devils mistress is a blessing, should it take me from the devil i serve" came the reply, in a voice both strong and femine, with only a hint of the affection and motherlike scolding
that lay in the fabric of its owner.
Morleys good natured, little boy styled complaint was in response to the knock and enter terrorism employed by the owner of that resonent, full formed voice, an almost lovely latina who for the majority of his tenure in "La Playa De Oro"had the responsibilty for keeping his "bits and pieces" in order; not a task for the slacker or poorly motivated, the patron de la casa being barely housebroken, with no sense of order or neatness in his otherwise socially acceptable demeanor.

She was the right one to handle so spoiled and charming a wastrell as morley. Moma Enriques, the head of staff housekeeping, had made the match the day morley first set foot upon these shores, knowing a problem when she saw one, and placing the now 30ish presence of Maria lopez de la Pena directly in his path. Lupe, as her friends and family called her, was something different from the typical domestic staff, a face not quite pretty, but with a presence and grace that eminated from deep set, strong dark eyes. If she directed her energy in your direction, there was no mistaking for whom it was meant.

Not so well disguised by the uniform she wore, was a body that put lie to her station. No body like that was ever born into service.
strong boned, wide shoulders, breasts that had caused her parents much concern as she was growing up, now grown full and heavy by time and childrearing, were as luscious ripe fruit, swaying noticebly even under the constraint of the undergarments she wore in an attempt to control gravity and physics.
Her waist, grown fuller with the birth of her second son, was still in magnificent proportion to the full rounded hips and eye turning buttocks that all stood supported by a pair of legs defined and strengthed by hard work and excercise, femine none the less . As an ensemble, she was a symphony of curves and parts that meshed together as one of the locals put it "like only the gods could have envisioned" , the curve of her belly, slightly distended by childbirth and time , flowing to meet the swell of her thighs, forming in her groin a destination that had often caused morley to delay exiting his bed till she had departed his room . Yet for all her physical presence, lupe was not the one to flaunt or employ her assets indiscriminatly; on the contrary, those who had shared her bounty and basked in the almost debilatating glow of her sex were a very exclusive club, indeed. Those foolish enough to tell of conquests not obtained were reduced to bewildered, stammering children by her devastating tonge and razor wit. Incident of these occurences had diminished altogether, and even her critics dared not utter to strongly, for the "The boy-mans toy", as she was referred to behind her back, did not brook
libal, real or imagined.
And little did anyone realize, but the relationship betwen morley and lupe was of the most valued substance, respect and equality, and to those who really knew, a distant and unfullfilled desire for something, " significantly more substantial".

ok, i've obviously fallen in love with lupe, so if any one wants her, ya better treat 'er like the fantasy she is!!

A hint . was morley alone this morning, or was that a tuft of blond hair i saw bobbing up and down in time with chas's groans?

look ma no hands!!!

Ihope this takes off, could be fun, and the kicker is, my wife and i live here. I got socks older than morley, give me a brake!!

 

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sugestions for CASTAWAYS

some caractures, most of whom exist in some form or another, here, as a lattice for building.

Minny Appelton 45, palmbeach, the hamptons, before SOMETHING forced her to retire from visibilty slender, attractive, a sexual deviate of the first order.

Henry William Standish, 60 ish, well tanned, in shape, tennis whore, likes th e young dollys, does our Henry

Enrique Villapiano, owns the sleazy dive just down the road from the entrance to La Playa. 40ish, likes to watch, it is rumored all manner of things are for sale at Los Rickys

Julie Ann morrision, 26? or so . big brassy american , blond from the best bottle, tits from beverly hills, even when she 's just sitting, you get the impression she is geting ready to consume somebody {This is a real life friend, be as sleazy and depraved as you want, you couldn' t harm the real one if you tried!!