The pool party...

[Lady_Kit]

Cat Island, the Bahamas: at a remote resort a group gathers for a much needed get away. They come from all walks of life; before their arrival none will have met face to face; their connection...a thread called "What a Mess We Are" on an adult discussion board.

The Villa where they gather is well appointed and comes with a small staff who will see to every comfort. A large living room opens directly to a patio and tropical garden. On the far side of the garden is the pool, and beyond the pool the beach. Lounges, quiet seating areas, and hammocks invite guests to spend time enjoying the tropical climate and the magnificent view.

The beach and resort are Clothing Optional. However, unlike Hedonism or such adult party places, the lack of clothing here is more for comfort and lack of tan lines. Guests are encouraged to think "Nauralist" rather than "Nekked Guest." If anyone desires to engage in "adult activites" no one would discourage it, but each is asked to consider the comfort of the other guests, and if necessary, move to a more private area.

From the staff and managment....
"Welcome to Cat Island, we hope you enjoy your stay!"

 

[Lady_Kit]

Kit Arrives

*I step out of the plane and feel the heat of the Carribean sun welcome me to Cat Island. The air is thick with the scent of salt, flowers, and potential. After weeks of planning, the retreat is finally happening, hopfully it will be as successful as the thread that started it all.

A waiting jeep takes Kit to the resort where she dumps her stuff in her room, strips, grabs a towel and heads for the beach.*

OOC: I hope this works for all you guys from the other thread...I hope you all show up or I'm going to be awfully lonely

As we discussed, I hope we can keep our discussion going, and enjoy a more relaxing atmosphere.

*I lay back on my beach lounge, and start collecting rays.*

 

[rashid]

I step off the plane and... I'm home.....

These islands have a certain magnetism for me - my great grampa was an accountant in the Dutch Antillies many years ago. When I step off the plane from Miami and inhale the first breath of pure, clean island air, my entire body transforms. I get that shit eatin grin on my face, my chest relaxes, my heart rate slows and I breath easy. I know I'm a contradiction - I love the city and the hustle, but a richer, less driven me would opt to live a different life at least part of the time. I'm grateful to Kit for bringing us all together here. The Arizona desert is as close as I can get to palm trees and sandy beaches and still have enough cashflow left over for groceries but my heart belongs to the islands and my few, far too brief visits to the Caribe always leave me thirsting for more.

I'm wearing my usual white linnen, shades, boat shoes and a panama hat; comfortable in the extreme, bringing nothing with me but my notebooks and a Visa card. Grins - it's a debit card and it aint American Express but hell folks the spirit lives on.......

I expect Cat will join us when time permits and hopefully many of the others from "the thread" as well. Truth or consequences? Truth or dare? Real people with real feelings exploring together some of their more complex and perplexing issues in a safe and secure place.

The taxi drops me off at the front gate of the villa and I wander in to an empty foyer. Nice place. Whitewashed in typical island fashion, breezy curtains flowing, sun splashing on bright carib art hanging on the walls. I look around for signs of life, checking the rooms to find only one which looks to be occupied. In the center of the room is a pile of baggage and all around it are scattered the parts of a nice summer outfit. So I'm not the first one here but whoever it is didn't bother to unpack. Nice. Smiling, I look through the open french doors and see a beauty on the beach taking in the sun. Could this be the Lady Kit I've been fantasizing about? Blond, with long shapely legs, perfect breasts and a face like an angel on leave??????? Yup - that would be she.

She looks up at my approach and smiles her greeting. Brat - The loose pants and shirt I'm wearing can barely cover my instant woodie but hey, it's been a long, long session of foreplay. "Hi" I say "How's you?"...........

 

[Cathay]

sky so blue...sand white and hot....

This is the place I've dreamt of so often. I take a deep breath holding it in, feeling the warm sun on my face and tasting the salt in the air. I walk slowly towards the Villa, every sense alive to the sights, the smells and the sounds around me. Water gently lapping, beautiful crystal blue water mirroring the sense of peace and ... yes..home that invades me. I've come here, to enjoy..to
just...be and meet new friends. Others like me, others who share some of the same dreams, Others whose thoughts who have so closely echoed my own. The double doors are open and I walk in, seeing the luggage before me. And I smile now. Opening a bamboo door to my right, I see a bedroom, whose windows are all open, facing that beautiful strand stretched out before me. Placing my bags on the bed, I open my case, and pull out a white long muslin dress. I want to feel the sun warming my skin thru the light see thru material. I put it on loving the light
scratchy feel of the muslin across my nipples. The air moves up and around my bare legs..oh so delicious that. Opening the glass
doors that lead to the beach..I go in search of my compatriots. The two who have come before me. There...down by the water!
A tall man... dressed in white, loose clothes and that lovely woman lying on the ground in front of him. He stands above her, they don't notice me yet, and I can see his smile...devastating dimples has he. They are speaking quietly, with charm and grace. The woman smiles up at him, using her hand shielding her eyes from the sun and when she coyly smiles back, something
deep inside me melts. Anticipation takes root and I feel the whole of me, quite suddenly.....entranced.

 

[Lady_Kit]

Kit

"I'm Rashid, and you can only be Kit," I hear a voice say from above. I shade my eyes and let them wander up a tall male form, pausing to note that he's pleased to see me and appreciating extent of his pleasure. His smile is warm and genuine, and I can't help but respond.

"Well, if someone must be Kit, then it should be me. I suppose I am the most prepared for the job." I grin and extend my hand. "Its a pleasure to meet you. Have you taken the nickle tour yet? I hope everyone likes the place and no one minds that it's Clothing Optional. But I really hate tan lines. As you can see, I avoid them at all costs." I stand and give him ample opportunity to see that I have no tan lines at all, my skin an even shade of gold.

A flash of white catches my eye...I turn to see a woman, just emerging from the villa. The heat from the sand causes her image to dance...she seems not quite real...I am intrigued and move forward for a better look.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

OOC: before this becomes too narrow...Thor arrives.

IC: As the private jet touched down, Thor adjusted his glasses and ruminated about what might - or might not - happen. Thor is mature, worldly, and hedonistic. He is almost 6' tall, in good shape from his daily regimine of excercise, silver hair, with blue eyes that seem to be able to pierce one's soul.

 

[Cathay]

sun (and more) in my eyes

I walk very slowly towards them, almost afraid to break the silence. I could feel my heart beating just a little faster, the thrill of knowing that the Unknown lies ahead. That delicious yearning that comes before. Inside, I am all smiles. Eagar and yearning.
That lovely lady sits up, all that blonde tanned beauty now smiling at me. Those beautiful clear eyes looking at me, and I can see the question, hmmm...even the light hunger in them. Small smile on my face, I turn to look at that long tall tanned drink of water standing above her. "Hello...I am Cat." And looking into
those cocoa brown eyes, I reach up with my right hand and lightly run my fingertips across his well shaped lips, "You must be Rashid." He smiles suddenly and I know that I have guessed correctly. I bend down and reach for her hand. Gentle surprise lights her eyes when I take her hand, turn it upside down and kiss the inside of her wrist, lending a small tentative swipe with my tongue. "Hmmm, Please tell me your Kit." I gently plead.
"Please......."

 

[Lady_Kit]

Kit

I catch my breath as Cat takes my hand. My skin, already hot and flushed from the bright sun, seems to tingle where her lips touch my wrist. The brief touch of her tongue against my pulse point sends a charge through my body. I'm surprised by my immediate response, and decide that this gathering may be more interesting than I imagined.

I stand and tie a soft wrap low on my hips. Feeling more in control, I look at Cat and smile. "Welcome to the island Cat, I do hope you enjoy yourself."

Placing myself between Rashid and Cat, I take an arm from each, and guide them to the villa. The sides of my bare breasts brush against their arms, and I can hear a quick intake of air from Cat. I take a look at Rashid...his eyes dance with some secret plan or knowledge. I meet his glance and stretch up to plant a quick kiss on his lips, and grin as I anticipate the pleasures that await us.

"Let's go see if anyone else has arrived," I say in my brightest hostess voice. "Did either of you settle into rooms? I think the two nearest mine are available..."

 

[Lady_Kit]

OOC

Welcome Thor! Pick a room and settle yourself. If you haven't already, you may want to look at the thread that started this adventure. You'll find it in the Personals section...titled "What a Mess We Are." Reading the thread will give you some idea of the bad company you've fallen in with.

 

[rashid]

Welcome Thor

Since this is an experience and an exploration rather than a story you will always be "in context" here since the context is your life and the lives of everyone sharing the experience.

That said, allow me to inject some subject mattter.

In conversation yesterday, before leaving for the island an interesting observation. Starting with the "Biological Imperative" (Natures incessant demand for reproduction and enhancement of the species) we started to explore a bit further looking for the common ground.

So tell me what you think. The common ground between the sexes is the need to reproduce. The source of all our difficulties is that men and women necessarily approach this from completely different directions.

Mans imperative: To impregnate the maximum number of females and hold off the rest of the males as long as possible to insure that his is the dominant sperm. His choice of females (for mating) is stimulated by biological signals such as smooth skin, clear eyes, good teeth and other physical signals first and by intellect, strength of character etc. second.

Womans imperative: To mate with the best potential father AND protect her offspring until they mature.
The best way for her to do that is to mate with the biggest, strongest, fastest, smartest, most powerful male available who will also stick around and manage the day to day reality of child rearing. Even in todays world that often creates a conflict between muscle and intellect since they co-exist in only a few men. Throughout history the "Alpha" male as often as not left the childs education to a "lesser" male while he himself was occupied with defending his turf and spreading his seed.The evidence would be the large number of bastard children born to nobility vs the limited offspring fathered by serfs of the realm.

Simplified, I'm suggesting that the old story of men wanting young, attractive women in their beds while women want rich, powerful men in theirs has at least some basis in biology.

How does this fit with your experience? You're anonymous so tell the truth ok?

PS The most recent DNA evidence suggests that as many as 40% of children born to married couples have a father other than the womans husband. Who are these guys?

 

[Lady_Kit]

Womans imperative: To mate with the best potential father AND protect her offspring until they mature.

Unromantic, but true! I think that the quest for a "rich, handsome husband" has grown from the way society defines a "good catch."

Consider too the choice of "the right woman". An enticing shape is not just for visual stimulation but signifies the ability of a woman to bear a child. Wide hips and full breasts, suggest that a woman would carry, bear, and nurture a child easily. The attractive look of clear skin and eyes indicate health and well-being.

I've often wondered about the presence of "clues" given off by men and women who would be genetically compatible. Do pheromones play a part? Could we really know, by the taste or scent of our partner, if we are right for each other?

 

[rashid]

Hi you who exemplifies the thought

boy that one is hard to answer without some serious scientific equipment but my gut tells me the answer is maybe ;-). I've been with a lot of women over a long period of time and only a very few "felt" right. When I married two of them I signed on for an emotional roller coaster that has only recently started to ease off a bit.

On the other hand "feeling right" may have nothing to do with the relationship and everything to do with procreation, pheremones etc.
Back to you Kit ;-)

 

[Lady_Kit]

Based on personal preference, social norms, and free will we choose our friends and our lovers. Should we choose the father/mother of our children based on just our emotions, too? Is it logical to leave the survival of the species up to our emotional response to kind words, flowers, and a good bank account?

I've know women who went ahead and married Mr. (Almost) Right because they thought he'd make a good husband. If there was something about him that didn't fall in line with their plan, these ladies figured that he would "change with the love of a good woman." Failing that, "having kids and settling down" would do the trick.

HELLO!!! Can you say "Bad Plan!" In the first place, why marry a man and then try to turn him into someone else? If a girl wants someone else, she should find That person to wed and not screw up the guy that she has! I think that women are more inclined to this behavior than men (agree or no?).

I think men just expect that the woman that they've been dating is the same woman that they will marry. Sorry guys, that doesn't happen nearly often enough. Men are pretty simple creatures and, early on at least, you expect us to be the same. You like food, clothing, shelter, sex, and things to keep you occupied between the afore mentioned items. Nothing wrong with that, you just have different drivers.

I have rambled here, but I don't often get to vocalize my feelings about the genders, so I hope you'll forgive me. I'll be interested to see the response to my opinions.

Basically, I think that we're pissing in our own gene pool. We've bent the genders, and the rules for procreation, to the point that almost anything is possible. Now no one knows who or what they are, or how they should behave. Something nasty is growing in the deep end of the pool, Kiddies, and I'm afraid of what's going to happen when it finally gets loose.

 

[Cathay]

more of genetic imperitive than I'd like to admit too

Hmmm
my two bits. Unfortunately, I agree with both of you. It has sickened me over the years (and there have been a few) that women seem so utterly shallow. Not all women of course, but there are those who would chase a "geek" type because he has money...porsche and exudes a safety net. In cave man days, it was the strongest, best provider of pelts, meat and protection.
The only difference now is it's more monetary. Seems so much like prostitution to me. And ANY woman who thinks "she can change him into the man she wants" is a fool. And a child.

But I have come to understand that there is a biological imperative behind this. I may not like it...but it's there. It would be like stomping my feet at the moon. Useless waste of my energy and emotions. Then, there are men who swear fidelity and can't keep their word. That need to procreate and be the
"alpha" male. That too is a biological imperative. Built right into our ever dwindling gene pool.
BUT, I do believe that choice is also a factor. We can choose to live our lives with integrity, honor and self-respect. So many people seem to lack those simple inate quantities. Without the ability to choose how to behave and how NOT to behave we are no more than mere animals. I believe that we are ... or at least
Can be more than just a mammal. We are thinking creatures.
and too often we live our lives by ...rote. As Rashid has said, On
Auto Pilot.

I think most women don't CONSCIOUSLY choose to act the way they do. AND That's the problem.
And I do think that men are simpler creatures. They just don't have the freedom to tell the "fairer" sex this. We won't let them.
We insist on trying to make them "fit" the mold that we believe they belong. And we are NOT taking NO for an answer.

And yes...I think it's getting worse. Saddens and scares me too.
Any thoughts on this or am I way off base here?

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Thor

As my sleek G-4 rolled to a stop in front of what passed for a terminal, the co-pilot stepped from the flight deck and knelt by my chair.

"Mr. Thor, I hate to tell you this, but your office in Washington just called. The President has asked that you come to the White House soonest. From the message, I believe that he wants your advice on whether or not his tax cut plan is too much. Orders, sir?"

"Take off immediately. Our country always comes first." I rebuckled my seatbelt, and settled back with a drink in my hand to enjoy - if I could - the short trip back to DC.

 

[Guest]

I Agree! We can be more than mamals! We should choose to be people of integrity, honesty, and good will. Hey, give me a gentle caveman any day! (yes they do exist, married one, thank you very much)

My hope is that more people will realize that to be fully human, one must be guided by the strengths of ones gender, and must fulfill the role intended by Nature.

 

[Lady_Kit]

*^&%$#(&^(&^%$#$$#$#%^ cookies

 

[Lady_Kit]

Note to Thor

"Thor,
I'm so sorry that you couldn't stay for a few days. I quite understand, Affairs of State and all that, but you must relax too.

It was good of your pilot to let us know your status as he took off. The courtesy was appreciated.

I hope we have a chance to meet again.

Regards,

Kit

 

[rashid]

Abdicating the throne

LMAO - Aint it too much to bear????? He flies in here looking for cheap thrills, finds out that's not the deal and, having no desire to engage in some soul searching, he elects to go give advice to the freaking PRESIDENT for Gods's sake. Another budding Gary Condit no doubt. ARRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH

The bane of my existance. The source of my embarrasment. Boymen raised by mothers in the absence (physical or otherwise) of a father. Personally I believe this is the root of our current social dilemna. When fathers became seperated from their families to serve the industrial revolution we lost three ( perhaps as many as six) generations of men. I'm certain I don't speak for all men, but I don't recall having more than three conversations with my stepfather during the 14 years we lived under the same roof. I was fed, clothed and housed, sent to various churches on Sunday so my parents could spend the morning in bed, and othewise pretty much left to fend for myself. I'm not whinning - I'm making a point because when it was my turn I did the same damn thing. And I'm embarrassed and ashamed of that. Ok, I did a little better but if my dad was a 2 on a ten point scale of fatherhood I was certainly no more than a three and that's not good enough.

BORN BY ACCIDENT, RAISED BY ACCIDENT & TRYING TO LIVE ON PURPOSE !!!!

In my family, one child out of five was actually planned for (surprise, surprise he's the only one who didn't spend most of his life trying to figure out the reason for his existance) I spent the first fourty years just getting to ground zero. My older brother and sister haven't even got that far and my youngest brother (the final accident) lives with a woman ten years his senior and dreams of being a drummer in a rock band. The fact that he's a hell of a drummer in no way diminishes the fact that he's 36 and still eagerly indulging his penchant for food, beer and a Waynes World lifestyle. I pray he never has children.

What I'm getting to is this. Both of you made the comment that the genders are twisted out of recognition and seem to be as embarrased with yours as I am with mine. In my opinion this is an evil which arises out of the industrial revolution and it just got a whole lot worse because the bankers of the world have figured out that they can enslave BOTH parents with more credit cards, bigger mortgages and fancier cars. This suits the politicos just fine because they can tax two incomes instead of one and even if none of this is an actual conspiricy to destroy any hope we have of providing parental guidance, it certainly has that effect. I understand completely the reasons for Christs rampage in the temple of the moneylenders and it looks to me as if the situation has gone distinctly downhill over the past two thousand years.

Cat - you were fortunate to make some decisions as a child that work for you in life as an adult. Kit - we haven't talked about it much but I get the sense that you have given this a whole lot of thought as well.

Here's what scares me.

IMHO it is not possible for a mother to teach a boy to be a man because she cannot ever have the experience of being a man herself.
To make matters worse, absentee fathers also deny their daughters the experience of being in the company of a healthy man and thereby make the chances of them successfully raising a son alone even less.
Now that the women are also being drawn into the "workforce" the focus on raising children takes another kick in the groin. We're being set up for a huge disaster.

As a result of this we already live in a comic book world of contradictions. The media bashes Gary Condit for exemplifying the "Dallas" lifestyle we're being conditioned by the same media to aspire to. We punish public figures for telling the truth about their personal lives and then villify them for lying to avoid that punishment. We send our children to church and preach at them to live up to standards we will not live up to ourselves. Then we punish them again for mirroring our actions. To make matters worse we do the same thing to our leaders. All of this simply teaches everyone to lie, cheat and steal. They cannot hear our words because our actions have made them deaf.

In the human potential movement there is a saying that some facilitators have a message and some of them ARE a message. I beg to differ. WE ARE ALL a message; good, bad or indifferent. The only question is what message we convey and the current vogue is frightning. Giant food consortiums poisoning us at least as much as the tobacco industry, a medical profession which profits endlessly from the transgressions of the food industry, politicians who couldn't lead a goat to food, a morally bankrupt media and the list goes on. PROFIT UBER ALLS - I'm all for profit but I believe that living in a society which allows us to profit so extensively, also demands a stewardship which, currently, is almost non existant. As a society we know this - it's just convenient to ignore it and hope someone else will manage the integrity thing.

Our confusion about sexuality is only a part of the overall dilemna

End Rant.

And Thor? it's not personal - you just happened to be in the line of fire. Feel free to fly back in here and speak your piece.

Grins - now that I've tossed my cookies in the living room - who wants a drink?

 

[Lady_Kit]

Wow!

Don't hold back Darlin, tell us how you really feel.

Want to talk disfunctional? How about this...

Lady Kit is the bastard child of a very minor European noble who immigrated to the US. I did not benefit from the tender care of a father until I was 30, and then he needed me. Mother is a certifiable Wacko. She was too self-centered to notice that I was sexually active by my mid teens. Hence I was with Child & Married before I reached age 17.

Have I done any better? Marginally. But, I plead a partial failure based on the fact that my ex is a troglodite. Like you, Rashid, I did the best I could. The ex is still trying to grow up, at 38. He was raised by his grandmother and a step-mother (after his father left her) and was in No way ready to be a parent!! (Personal experience in support of my next thought.)

I agree with you about single parents (I'll add to it single gender) parents. I don't think that the necessay balance can be achieved for a child if they only see one side of human behavior. Men and women are not equal, I know that isn't a popular opinion but its true. Both genders are superior in their own way, if we insist on euality, we slight both. Kids need to see both sides. How does a girl know what to look for in a husband if she never sees one in her father? How will a boy recognize a the qualites that make a good wife if his mother is absent? They don't teach this in school. They teach equality, gender blending, and neutrality. Nothing wrong with any of these qualities, but they are best practiced in moderation...as is everything.

The fact is, we're flawed, individually and collectively. It has happend for many reasons, mostly just cause it does. We have had too much too soon, or not enough until it was too late. We are so needy that we invent things to make us appear superior. Everyone gets a reward, and its almost "wrong" to do something better than someone else. Yet, we are more competitive than ever!

All we can do is to try to make the best choices we can for ourselves and our children. We also need to recognize that sometimes the best decision to make about children is not to have them at all. But if we pair up effectivly, we bring each other balance. Your strengths compensate for my weaknesses, and mine yours, and hopefully we get balanced kids.

I have ranted and rambled, please excuse both!

*steps down from soap box*

"Drinks are on the House!!"

 

[rashid]

make mine a pina colada

Real men drink whatever they effin feel like right?

So here's to disfunction - in it's own weird way it's brought us all to this point no? If it wasn't broken we'd have nothing to talk about and very little to do but create wonderful and interesting things. And how boring is THAT?????

Grins - we'll save the "purpose of evil" discussion for later?

smooches
T.

 

[Lady_Kit]

what doesn't kill us makes us stronger

Our uniqueness has brought us together!

Personally, after years of soul searching, moaning, and whimpering I am the best I have ever been. I would not give up the experiences I have had or the things that I have had to overcome. It makes me who I am. It also took me to the place that I needed to be to find my one and only.

My life before wasn't great, but I learned not to lie down and accept it. I think that people do that too often. They even do it in their relationships, I did for 13 years. I believed that was all I deserved.

Now, I believe something different. If we look for the best, and work for the best, and be the best, we'll have the best, because we'll have earned it.

"Vodka and 7 please! Tall glass with a twist! and keep 'em coming until I stop lecturing!"

Kisses!!

 

[softcaress69]

Hello everyone!

We haven’t even had a dip in the pool and there is a serious discussion going on. To jump in here there are some major differences in the way men and women are wired, as lady Kit said. Our gender roles are also products of ethnic and cultural traditions and beliefs that are different in every society. This complicates the mix. How we were raised, how we were raised my our parents/parent, extended family, no parents. We come from many diverse backgrounds and have as many variables in how we were raised and how we see our roles as children and how we see others. All determines what we look for in a mate. And maybe, just maybe, we are able to learn how screwed up we are and learn from our stupidity in how we treat others. Another words learn to be flexible and not put the other person in a mold that they can’t hope to maintain.

It was a long plain ride, I’m hungry! When’s dinner?

 

[Lady_Kit]

Softcaress69...You Made It!!

Glad to see you! Find a room, drop your stuff and we'll pour Rashid a drink! He is sooo wound up! Guess we all are...maybe we need a new topic? Or a diversion?
Anyone?

Dinner will be served buffet style by the pool at 8pm. Dressing for dinner is optional.

 

[softcaress69]

Lady Kit...

Thanks! Glad to be here. Great tan by the way! Dinner was wonderful. My complements to the chef.