Sandy

[sail away]

Yet another SRP idea from Sail Away!

Sandy, a free spirited, very independent, care free girl, just turned 18 and graduated high school. She has her friends, but she is mostly a loner. She is quiet, but says what she has to say in few words.

She wants to take a year or two off before going to premed school. She has been planing on going to Tahiti for a year or so. Only one problem. She comes from a low income family, and has almost no money. Her plan is to buy a one way ticket to Tahiti and live off the beach. Or more precisely. Live on the beach by day and spend the night with whom ever she can seduce. There are always rich family men on vacation looking for a fling. Men to be used. And she may even meet a nice local boy, or girl to live with for a while.. Sandy is 50% 50% bi. She is completely comfortable sleeping with a man or girl. Never spending more than one night with one man, or lady, she will use her body to have a bed to sleep in, and make some money to live on. Going day by day, until she feels like going back home.

The plain lands. Sandy walks of the plain with only a small back pack filled with some necessities. She goes to the beach and stripes to her thong bikini that she will spend most of her time in. Sandy drops her pack and walks in to the clear water, something she has dreamed of for years. As she walks out her young firm body glistens.

OOC: Ok. That’s the lead in. I just wanted to through this idea out for a lady to pick up the leading role. If it works out I might play a local guy later.

 

[ARaynes]

OOC: I could do it if it is alright with you Sailaway.

 

[sail away]

Go for it baby!

 

[ARaynes]

She looks out at the water as she runs in. Her breast bounce, someting she loved. She felt like one of those cute girls on baywatch running into the water. Her foot splash in as the temperature of the water hits her. She was home.

Turning her back to the water she opened her arms like an angel and fell back. The water was warm, and salty. She floated on her back, reaching further into the water, swimming until she could just ride the waves back to shore.

"If I can I will never leave this island" she said to no one in particular.

She heard a racket on the shore and looked up. There were kids playing. She stood up in the water her feet touching the ground. The waves and the sky, they looked fabulous together.

"I need a tan to look as good as the natives," she said to herself before starting her walk to her bag and towel. She was gaining groud when she put her foot down and a peircing pain sprang through her whole leg. "AHHHHHH" She screamed lifting her foot up, "WHAT THE HELL?"

Using her good leg and her arms she swam as close to shore as possible and hobbled the rest of the way up. The pain in her legs was iscrusiating. She sat there holding her foot looking down at it as it turned red as if on it's own. Tears feel down her face and her red curls clung to her face.

 

[Merelan]

any room for me???? Or shall I sit silent in my private mansion overloooking the beach, alone, watching life from afar.

 

[ARaynes]

Honey, You know I always have room for you....welcome aboard.

 

[Merelan]

shall I wait for sail away? it is their thread.

 

[ARaynes]

I don't think he will mind. You might post and then if he gets upset he can take it out on me.

 

[Merelan]

OOC I shan't let him!!!!

IC: Magda

I watched from my balcony. As always. The rich, haughty woman that no one ever saw outside her property. Left a young widow and destined for loneliness.
I was tired. Tired of it, of everything. Of having my every whim granted. Except those that mattered. All this money, for what?
I had sold my soul for it. A poor girl from the streets. Catching his eye, and marrying him. And then the accident and he was gone. Leaving me more then enough to live as lavishly s he wanted me too. But for what? And with whom?

 

[ARaynes]

I sit there nursing my sore leg, wishing that the pain would go away. I am new to the ocean and the only thing I could think of that cause do much pain was a jelly fish. My god, it hurt.

I tried talking to people on the beach, "Excuse me, sir," but they just pass me by as if I am not there. Can anyone helpme with my pain?

I say as I lay back.

 

[sail away]

OOC: Well, both roles are not really what I indented. However, I’m going to be posting less often, partly because I’m burned out from posting and partly because of my busy real life schedule. I mostly just wanted to throughout this idea for others to play anyway, so have fun ladies!
Fondly Sail Away

 

[Merelan]

Hey, get back here.... You an't leave us like this. I am liable to seduce her and use her body for my pleasures..

wait. Thanks sail away. I owe you one.

 

[ARaynes]

OOC: OK, Sailaway, I hope you come back to visit us. We will miss you. Bye

 

[Merelan]

OOC Did you hear that, what he said? I get to seduce you.

One lady had caught her eye, by her aloneness. No one came to the beach alone anymore, not in the daylight. She sat and watched as she swam then jerked. Magda recognized it. Ouch, sting. It hurt, burned. And would get worse if not treated.
But no one noticed or cared about the lone one. Was she truly alone? Why? She was a delightful thin. Young, nubile.
She lay there on the beach, as if not knowing what to do.
In an instant Magda moved. Motoning her manservant over (always wanted one).

"Get her. here. take the medi kit."
Without a word he left. he knew his job, and was paid well for it. That was one thing that money could buy. What she really wanted was friendship, love.

Jerry was at the beach in minutes, offering his help. Stretching out her leg and administering the drug that woudl ease the swelling and pain. Then motioning up to the mansion. Yes, he was telling her it was me that sent him. And inviting her to dinner and a rest out of the sun.
She shouldn't walk far on the foot. Good excuse.

I hope she doesn't feel the web tightening around her, till, till it is too late.

 

[ARaynes]

A man came up to me and took my foot and helped it.

"Thank you. How did you know?"

"My mistress told me to come help you." He said pointing at the top of the hill. "She wants you to come to dinner. Would you?"

I look up at the mansion, trying to see the woman that it held within.

"You don't need to go far on that foot." He says watching my concern.

"Ok, but it will be hard to walk." I say, standing without standing on my foot.

"No problem Miss." The man says before hefting me up in my arms and carrying me to the house.

 

[Merelan]

I watch till he scoops her up. Nice touch, very nice.

I rise and order dinner for two, to be served out on the lower terrace. Something light, with a good wine. They know the drill. They should. Praying to any God or Goddess who will listen, please let her be a friend. A true friend. I am tired of being alone, so terribly lonely.

Swiftly I dash into the shower, rinsing the oils from my body., and hair.
Tying a sarong about my waist, a half tank on top. Leaving my hair wet and hanging, tying back the front bits with a string.
Native. No. I can never look native. My red hair gives me away. Though the tan is full, from the long hours lying on the balcony.
They are here, I hear them. Stepping down the staircase as they enter. he sets her on her feet. She looks overwhelmed.

'Well Come to my home, my paradise. Are you alright? The sting can be so painful, and if not treated properly. But..." Touching his arm.
"He is a doctor of sorts. And has magic hands, does he not?"

"Pardon me. I am Magda Gearson. I hope you can stay for dinner."

 

[ARaynes]

A beautiful woman steps up to me and the new stranger. His Mistress I presumed. "I am Magda Gearson." She says, her voice that of an angelic choir.

"I am Sandy St. James." I say smiling, overwhelmed with the house and her. "I have never been in the presence of such beauty. Home, or otherwise."

I look around at her home and then at the Mistress of the house. I then look down at my bikini. "I must say I do feel a little underdressed. Let me put a skirt and shirt on. I wore them off the plane and I can put them on over this." I say, feeling a bit nervous for some reason. I was not usually so nervous.

"I must say it is a pleasure to meet you Magda," Here I go again. "You have a lovely veiw. My foot, I think it will be ok. Your husband helped me a lot."

 

[Merelan]

Husband? I laugh, and he smiles. Waving him away. He bows, takes her hand, kisses it, and leaves.
She looks stunned.

"Would you not like a quick shower? There is a guest bathroom right here." Leading her into the room off the entrance. "help yourself to anything you need. If there is anything missing, please touch here." Showing the bell.
"He is not my husband, but my servant, as they all are. Special though, is he not? And a medical student at the local university. They are all students, in one form or another. As I am. When you are done come back through here, I shall wait for you. There is a fresh sarong hanging in the closet, along with other things. They are for you, if you like."

 

[ARaynes]

"We ....well Thank you. I shall shower and be right out."

I smile as I head off to the guest shower. She is so nice, but there is something missing. How can someone as beautiful as her not be married?

I think of her while stripping out of my suit and warming the water. I can't believe she isn't married, or at least got a boyfriend. What is she wanted a girlfriend? Oh, w.....I feel my nipples harden under my hands as I step in the shower and reach for the soap. I wash my body, feeling me moisten thinking of her.

I could definately handle living like her. She is so lucky. Looks to me like she has all the servants she wants, never has to do anything and did you see that body? She was tanned.

Stepping out of the shower after bathing I look in the mirror. I had a good body. Shaven below, my curls simular to hers, but more of a brownish tint to it as well. My emerald eyes were pretty. I grabbed a scrunchi out of my bag and tied my hair lightly, letting the front fly into my face a little.

Going to the closet I found a beautiful selection of clothes. Clothes I would only dream of having back home. How was I to choose what to wear?

After long aweing at them I finally found a green celtic sarong, that matched my eyes and they stuck out well. I toweled it and then tied it behind my neck. Yes, this would do. No tank needed. I hope she liked it.

Walking out of the bathroom I watched looking for where she went.

 

[Merelan]

She was like some mystical Goddess as she stepped toward me. Beautiful. I knew I was not the only one watching her. Her body swayed and caught my eyes. Swallowing I gestured her forward, for she had hesitated.

"Here dear. How is the foot? Sandy right?" leading her to the terrace, where dinner was set. Max's turn to serve tonight. he was a tall deeply black man, from Jamaica. His dredlocks pulled back off his face and tied back, but still hanging to his waist. Never having cut them to give in to society. It had cost him many a job, but now he was finding himself, and learning he had lost nothing in the long run.
Politely he held her chair for her, his eyes trying not to peek. But a small smile I recognzed. Yes, hshe was just what he liked. Fresh, clean and so damn sexy. I wanted to laugh out loud. This poor little thing. Did she even feel the tension, the sensual energy she was putting out? I bet she was a wild cat in bed.

 

[ARaynes]

She motioned me out to the terrace. "?The foot is fine, now. Thank you. Yes, it is Sandy." But you can call me whatever you wish. I wanted to say but held back.

A beautiful black man held my chair for me. i could feel his eyes on me, for my eyes were on him. I couldn't help it. His body was delicious looking.

I sat feeling as if I had stepped into a fairy tale. I was a pauper stepping into the castle for the first time. This Princess, or queen, was allowing me to stay for dinner, a feast I was sure.

"I wanted to thank you for inviting me into your home. You seem to have a wonderful........." My words trailed off as I looked into her eyes. There was something there that captured me. Her beauty and wealth were not what she wanted. She would have given it all to be me, free.

"If you don't mind me being so forward, but why did you invite me?"

 

[Merelan]

Her words of thanks were heard. I wanted to wave them aside to blurt out it was me thanking her, for someone to talk too.
Max served us as she continued.
"If you don't mind me being so forward, but why did you invite me?"
I smiled.
"I saw you hurt, and no one seemed to care. I wanted you to know there was someone who cared, even if I am a stranger. I cannot stand to see anyone hurt, like that. besides, you look lonely and apart. Call it the whim of the crazy rich lady on the hill." Smiling as Max laughed. Slapping at his hand.

"Naughty Max. That is what the locals call me. I seem to attract strangwers, loners. Those seeking something other then the usual and "normal" life. Everyuone here is here willingly, though they may seem to be at my command, and they are, in a sense. truthfully?" Pausing to sip my wine, deciding to lay it out for her, mostly.
"Simply put. You attracted me. You remind me of a girl I knew once, not so very long ago. She ran away from home. Was going to be a wild spirit, live on the beaches. Work her way through life with no strings. How was she to know how tight those strings would soon bind her. And how soft would be their bite." I stopped and remembered that girl, myself. Had it only been ten years?

 

[ARaynes]

My eyes went down as she talked about the girl. I had chosen to live that way. Could she see right through me? Was she judging me.

I looked back up at my new friend, "I am." Was all I could say.

 

[Merelan]

Smiling as she answered. "I was speaking of myself. But, is that not what you chose for yourself? freedom to choose, freedom to run, to play, to work... to be what you know is buried inside of you, but that was not allowed to come out? Or are you running from something?" Touching her hand gently.
"It matters not why you are here. Stay here for as long as you like. Or, there is the door, and you can leave." Pulling away and nibbling at the cheese and salad.
"But, I hope you choose to stay a bit. I could use the company. My husband died last year." Feeling the lump in my throat, and Max' hand on my shoulder. I nuzzled it briefly, then sat up taller.
"But, his legacy lives on. This..." waving my hand around. "This was what he had always wanted. he was rich, filthy rich as they say, and left it all to me. I carry on his work. Providing a home, a place. but it is just walls and cement. The home part, the warmth comes from those living here. Some stay, some go, but their lives touch us all, and we grow together, learn things, relearn others. Stay a while and see. I can show you around later if you like. We aren't all crazy." Seeing her eyes widen and wonder. "Well, Max is, but the rest of us are sane. He threw his head back and roared. His laughter contagious and soon the htree of us were laughing hard.

In his rich, heavily accented voice, the voice I loved so well he agreed. "Yes, she is right. Though, we are all a bit crazy here. Stay awhile and see what she has done with the money and hope he had. For now, I leave you alone." Backing away and touching his forehead. The big goof. He played up the servant so well. I loved him well, I loved them all.

 

[ARaynes]

I watched Max as he walked out. He was a beautiful speciman of man. I blushed feeling myself get hot over him. Turning back to Magda, "Are they all as beautiful as you and Max, and the doc? I am a premed student, well, will be, and I can help as he does. I don't want to feel like I am using you."

I looked at all she was overing me. There was wonderment in my eyes, I felt like a kid in a candy store offered anything they wanted. My hand goes down to hers, brushing it softly, "I would like to stay if you will have me. I am not running from anything really, just wanting to be free as you said. As you once did."

Her eyes sparkle at my words. "I would love a tour after dinner." I finish my salad loving how the flavors mingle on my tongue. This was going to be an experience for sure.

"If I overstep my boundries, please tell me.."