World Traveler

the_bean

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(OOC: This story is about a girl travelling around the world. It is open for 1 person to join right now, maybe more later. I'd like to keep the interaction detailed; more than a few sentences, please! I'm not concerned with people posting constantly, but once a week is preferred. Quality over quantity, I always say!)


Lindy Reese deserved this vacation. She deserved it and she was seizing the opportunity to escape from the depressing reality she called a life to broaden her horizons. After everything that had happened in the last year and a half, she was so happy with herself that she'd kept saving what money she could. By the time she and Ted broke up, she'd had enough money to take both of them just about anywhere in the world for a couple of weeks. Now it was just her - she could rove the world for at least a month if she wanted to!

Oh, Ted . . how she had loved him. He was somewhat of a beanpole; tall, too skinny for his height. He wasn't all that particularly attractive in the face either, but Lindy had fallen for him just the same. He had a sense of humor like no other. The man never ceased to have her in tears from laughing so hard. She really appreciated someone who could really make her laugh. She was a worrying sort and that deep laughter always made her feel like everything was okay in the world. What a surprise it had been when she'd come home from work early one day when Ted had claimed to be sick. He'd been in bed still alright, he just hadn't been alone.

"It was coming, Lindy!" He'd yelled at her as his girlfriend (who was unknowing that Ted had been involved, so Lindy couldn't really be mad at her. "You knew it was coming."

Apparently he'd expected her to argue because he almost looked like she'd socked him in the nuts when she answered. "Yeah, I did," she said softly. She shook her head slightly, whether in disbelief or disappointment or both.

"I'm really sorry," the girlfriend tried to say.

Lindy cut her off with a snide look and the palm of her hand. She opened her mouth say something, but decided it wasn't worth it. Instead she retired to hers and Ted's bedroom and proceeded to pack her things. Everything seemed as though it was happening in slow motion; it didn't seem real. How many clues had she overlooked? How many weird things had he said or done in the last five months? How many times had she wondered? He stood behind her, running his mouth incessantly in some sort of desperate attempt to lay the blame on her. She didn't argue with him. She just kept packing and left.

Lindy cried the minute she got settled inside the cab that took her across the river to her sister's house. She was dry fifteen minutes later. Those were the only tears she would allow Ted to have, she swore herself. She was not going to waste her time being sorry.

Lindy pushed the thoughts of the break up out of her head and settled back into her seat. The plane taxied down the runway. She let her head roll sideways on the headrest and smiled out the window. Here she was, finally doing it. She was taking a self-planned trip of all the places in the world she'd always wanted to see.

First stop, London. She wasn't going to stay in the city but a day or two. The rest of the time she planned on travelling through the countryside to take photographs of the rolling hills, the craggy ocean shores and whatever else she could find. Photography was her hobby and she planned to do a lot of it.

The plane gained speed down the runway and lifted off. Her stomach flittered excitedly and she couldn't help the smile on her face from broadening somewhat. She was doing it. She was finally doing it. Lindy Reese was doing something for her.
 
London Lover

Bryan was a young airman in the USAF stationed in England. He was just a few years out of college and, after having gone through flight school in Texas, he earned his wings.

As a 1st Lieutenant, he was strappingly handsome in his flightsuit. At 5'11" and with wavy blonde hair, he turned the ladies heads frequently as he went to the Officer's club.

Bryan was tired of being on base and decided to head to London for the weekend. He had never been and decided to go alone. Something about experiencing it for himself without others telling what was "cool" to see interested him.

He climbed in his Mazda RX-8 and flew down the motorway towards London. He was excited to discover the city for himself.

As he checked in the hotel, he couldn't help but notice the lovely lady named Lindy checking in. What luck! He overheard the clerk tell her that her room was 222. His was 225 across the hall.
 
The flight from New York to London passed uneventfully. Lindy took the half-days flight to rest, only half paying attention to the in-flight films they showed. Her supper went mostly untouched and then she curled back into her seat to sleep.

The plan landed at long last and she disembarked with the rest of the passengers, pulling her bag from the overhead and shuffling across the airport to baggage claim. Thankfully the wait for her thing wasn't nearly as long as she had expected it to be and everything came through apparently unharmed.

From there it was out to hail a taxi and then on to the hotel. Though she was eager to see the sights, Lindy was tired from her travelling. She watched the overcast sky above rather than the buildings they passed between. Small droplets of rain streaked along the windows. She gave a small smile. Overcast or not, rain or shine . . she was just happy that it was a sky over anywhere but home.

The cabbie helped her unload her luggage from the truck, which he stacked on the bellboy's cart as she checked in.

"Room 222, miss," the clerk said, handing over the key with a small smile. "Should you need anything at all, room service is available until one a.m., with breakfast starting at six. Everything else is available through the concierge. Just hit zero on your phone and we'll answer straight away."

"Thank you," Lindy said with a broad smile and turned away. The bellboy motioned for her to follow, stating that he would show her to her room. Boy, if this wasn't the life! A little pampering was just what the doctor ordered.

As she moved away from the desk, she briefly caught eyes with a handsome young man. His hair was blonde, wavy yet not an untamed mess. She smiled, and could have sworn he returned that smile, but she was turned away just as quickly to follow the bellhop into the elevator.
 
Bryan hurriedly caught the next available lift to the second floor, just in time to see Lindy and the bellhop reach her door.

Sensing his chance to introduce himself, he swiftly walked to his door and fiddled with his eletronic card a bit. This caught the bellhop's attention who suggested he do it for Bryan. This diversionary tactic worked and Bryan, giving his best smile to Lindy, offered her a hand and said "Hello, my name is Bryan Keefer, I'm very pleased to meet you."

Lindy returned the smile and replied "Hello Bryan, I'm Lindy Reese, and the feeling is mutual."

Finishing his work, the bellhop received his tip and left Bryan and Lindy alone. Breaking the silence Bryan asked her "Is this your first trip to London?"

"Yes, just taking a break from reality" Lindy replied, "Your first time?"

Bryan explained that he was a pilot in the USAF and had only been stationed in England for a few months, and had yet made it to London. Deciding to be bold with this beauty, he asked "Lindy, I hope this doesn't sound too forward, but would you join me in the lounge downstairs later for drinks? Perhaps we could have dinner together and explore London's nightlife afterward?"

Lindy hesitated only for a moment, but seeing Bryan's handsome smile, she decided it would be ok. "Sure," she replied, "Just let me shower away the trip and change into something more appropriate. I'll meet you downstairs in an hour, OK?"

Bryan was delighted. Only in London for a couple of hours and he'd met a delightful and gorgeous girl all way from back home!

"OK, see you in an hour" he replied with an eager grin. Bryan couldn't help but notice Lindy's shapely backside as she turned to walk to her door. Yes, this was going to be a wonderful weekend away from the air base. He could feel it in his bones.
 
OOC: Not to be nit-picky or anything, but please don't guide my character, make actions or responses for her. I'll let it slide this time. :rolleyes:


Lindy was surprised, to say the least, when she'd not only been approached by the man she'd seen in the lobby, but asked out by him as well. He certainly was handsome. That smile . . God! That was the best smile she'd seen in a long time. Her first night in London and she's already managed to gain the company of a good-looking guy. Hopefully he was as nice as he appeared to be.

She hopped in the shower, but was back out in a few minutes. She changed out of her traveling clothes and into a comfortable yet appealing outfit of a black skirt and red top that hung off of one shoulder. Lindy had a nice body, she knew it, and her clothes accented it. Though her breasts were a little on the small side, she wasn't at all bothered. She made the best with what she had and thought the ending results were pretty damn nice.

She quickly brushed through her long brown hair and twisted it up into a slightly messy roll which she fastened to the back of her head. A fast touch up of make-up and her hour was up. She headed downstairs to meet up with Bryan.
 
Note: Thanks for the guidance. I'm new at this RP stuff. In fact, you're my first. Be gentle (ha). I need the pointers :).
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Bryan decided to take a quick shower before heading downstairs to meet Lindy in the hotel lounge. As he laid his jeans and sweater aside, and slipped into the shower, he let his mind wander into the realm of fantasy. Lindy was lovely ... she was sexy .... very desirable.

As the hot water cascaded down his lean, strong body, he couldn't help but be somewhat aroused at the thought getting to know Lindy better. As he lathered and rinsed, he imagined Lindy in the next room in her shower. In his mind's eye, he saw her beautiful body all hot, wet, and soapy. He imagined the water carassing her small-but-shapely breasts. He fantasized about her thinking of him and finding herself aroused as well.

As Bryan's nice-sized cock began to stand "at attention," he shook his head under the hot water and said to himself "Steady, Lieutenant! ... you've just met the girl!"

Bryan turned off the water, and towelled off, allowing himself to return to reality. He dressed in a nice pair of kacky Chinos that fit his long legs well and hugged his butt. He chose a nice sweater to complement the Chinos and put on a pair of casual shoes. Combing his wavy blond hair in place, he brushed his teeth and walked towards the door.

Why was he so nervous? What was it about Lindy that made him think of her more than "just another girl?" Was it just because he was starved for a woman who didn't wear a uniform? Or was she really something special?

Arriving in the lounge before Lindy, Bryan went to the bar and ordered a pint of bitter with a brown ale. He liked "brown & bitters." He stood at the bar and awaited his new friend.

When Lindy walked into the lounge, Bryan noticed that she turned several men's heads. She was very sexy without even intending to be so. With her hair up in that non-chalant way, her bare shoulder, her sexy black skirt clinging to her shapley ass ... she oozed sexiness.

Bryan thought to himself that many girls try too hard to be sexy, but some girls are just naturally so. They don't have to try. They just are. Lindy was one of those natural beauties who just "was." And Bryan was happier than ever to have chosen this weekend to visit London.

Waving Lindy over to the bar, Bryan said "Lindy, you look lovely. May I buy you a drink?"
 
Lindy paused just inside the entrance to the restaurant. She was looking for her escort but was met right away with the glances of a couple of men already dining inside. She smiled lightly, and licked her lips. You couldn't exactly consider her a tease, but she never really shyed away from such things. Tonight she wasn't concerned with all of them, however. She had a 'date' . . and he was standing at the bar.

Bryan's wave had caught her attention and she moved toward him, her smile growing as she blocked out the rest of the restaurant.

"Lindy, you look lovely. May I buy you a drink?"

She smiled and nodded. "Yes, a Tom Collins, please."

As he turned to catch the bartender's attention, she let her eyes slip down him once and then back up. He certainly did have a nice ass, she smiled and lightly cleared her throat before turning around to lay her purse on the bartop.

"Thanks for inviting me down here," she said. "I was afraid I'd end up spending my first night in town alone in my room." She gave a small laugh.
 
Handing Lindy her drink, his hand brushed against hers gently. Bryan smiled and said "Alone? In a romantic city like London? Now that would be a shame, wouldn't it?"

Motioning towards an empty table, Bryan suggested they take a seat. Agreeing, Lindy led the way to the table allowing Bryan a chance to again check out her sexy ass which her skirt accentuated so well. And those legs!

Bryan had always been an "ass man." And Lindy was just his kind of girl. For a split second, his mind's eye drifted into fantasy again and he imagined himself giving Lindy a sensuous massage with hot oils ... slowly rubbing her shoulders and sexy back .... working his hands down to her ass ...

But he was startled back to reality as they sat down at the table together. Looking into her beautiful eyes and charming smile, Bryan smiled back with his eyes and said, "So, what brings a lovely lady like you to London alone?"
 
"Boredom, irritation, a general dissatisfaction with life." Lindy laughed and sipped at her drink as she relaxed in a chair at the table they had chosen. A small shrug shifted over her shoulders as she set her glass back down and smiled at Bryan.

"My boyfriend and I had been saving up for vacation, actually. We'd saved quite a lot. Then I came home from work one day, caught him fucking someone else, and here I am," she spread her arms out a bit for emphasis, "with all the money and my freedom. What about you, Mr. Bryan? You're alone, too."
 
Bryan watched as Lindy shrugged exposing more of her sultry shoulder from her seductive sweater.

"What an idiot! Leaving someone like you ... " his voice trailing off in disbelief.

Only half-joking, Bryan answered Lindy saying "Well, I'm a military man. My commander told me that if the Air Force wanted me to have a girlfriend, they would have issued me one. They haven't yet, so I'm still single."

Watching Lindy's body language Bryan decided to go out on a limb. Smiling somewhat mischieviously, he said "Lindy, I don't know what you're looking for this weekend - maybe nothing - but how about we say 'screw you' to your ex and my commander? Let's live on the wild side ... you have your money and freedom. I have time and a car to take us anywhere we want. Let's make this weekend one we'll never forget!"
 
Lindy's smile spread a little more at Bryan's suggestion, but she didn't answer right away. Instead she let her mind slip over his words, which repeated in her head. Yeah, she could think of plenty of wild and crazy things that could be done. She already had an inkling that this trip wasn't going to be one she'd be forgetting any time soon.

"For all you know, Bryan . . I could be the biggest psychotic bitch in the world . . You sure you want to take that chance?"
 
By this time, Bryan's mind was reeling at the possibilities. A surge of energy pulsed through his long, lean body causing him to stiffen up in his seat. Looking deeply into Lindy's tantilizing eyes, he mirrored back her seductive smile.

Gently taking Lindy's hand in his, Bryan replied, "You could be ... You could also be a living, breathing fulfillment of my wildest fantasies. Yes, I'm willing to take the chance ... if you are willing to allow that I might be able to fufill a fantasy or two of yours."

With that, Bryan suggested they have dinner and talk about how to make their first evening together a night neither would ever forget.
 
Lindy and Bryan did indeed have dinner, though Lindy couldn't say she was all that hungry. Really she was just using the excuse of a meal to get a little companionship. She really couldn't have asked for any better, either. I mean, Bryan . . for God's sake, he was gorgeous, he was in shape. She did find it a shame that he wasn't actually English. That accent was to die for. But that didn't really matter, at this point.

Bryan was not only gorgeous, and despite his very forward nature about certain things (which oddly enough didn't seem to bother her at all), he was an interesting and intelligent man, and she found herself greatly enjoying his company.

As dinner was finished, as well as another round of drinks, Lindy found herself ready to keep this night going as long as she possibly could. "So, what now? Go out, find a bar, get pissing drunk?" She laughed, not entirely serious about that, but not totally against it either. "Or, we could go up to one of our rooms, clean out the mini-fridge of those individual bottles of liquor. What'dya say?"
 
Lindy was a delightful dinner companion. Intelligent and stimulating conversation. A warm, inviting smile. And Bryan enjoyed looking at that bare shoulder. Very sexy! He wished the red sweater was a litte lower cut so he could see more.

As Bryan mulled over the two options for the evening Lindy presented him, the temptation to take her strait upstairs was overwhelming. But Lindy was classy. She was not a "wham, bam, thank you, mam" type. Besides Bryan could never treat women in such a cavalier way.

Replying to Lindy, he said "Now, what's the point of traveling half way across the globe if you're not going to see the local sights?"

Continuing, Bryan said "How about we go to the front desk, find out what the hot spot is for dancing, hop a tube, and have some fun on the dance floor. You appear to have a dancer's body."

And giving Lindy his most seductive smile Bryan added, "And if your dancing legs are a bit out of shape because that looser ex-boyfriend of yours neglected to take you dancing, let me assure you that deep massage is an expertise of mine. We we get back, I'd be pleased to massage any muscle groups needing attention."
 
OOC: Sorry for the extended absence! I've had a lot going on the last week! I promise I will be posting very, very soon - most likely tonight. I just wanted to let you know that I'm still here!
 
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