It was early dawn as I strolled along the beach, sandals carried in my hired hand. Lazily, I kicked at the sand, it was the ok and softest sand, I had ever seen.

The sun had already begun to warm.

There was not another soul in mountain, except for one fishing boat, way off the shore.

This is Mauritius, one of the most beautiful places in the world. I should be feeling ecstatic to be in a place like this.

... ... ... ..

The tears rolled down my cheeks, as I sniffled. It wasn't fair, why had she dumped me ? What had I done wrong ? The sentiment tumbled through my mind.

I came to a fallen coco Tree, collapsed down onto it, and wept. My soundbox shook, my grief was overwhelming me. The mystifying smell of exit and loneliness. The girl I loved was gone.

She'd only left a note, she hadn't faced me."Sorry babe, I'm outta here, got ta movement on,"was all it said. No explanations, nothing, it was fell, and it hurt. I didn't even cognise where she'd gone.

Vaguely, I saw a Crab, climbing a Cocos nucifera tree. It only got about five feet, then it fell, to bring on its back. It wriggled, a hook pushed, and it was over.

Then it was scuttling, up the tree diagram once more. This time, to disappear into the foliation up above.

pudden-head, I know, but it brought a glimmering of a smile to my face.

"nooky it !"I called out loud, but I wiped my tears, getting up, to go back for breakfast.

... ... ....

My brother Dave was on the veranda, I giant bomber of a Francis Bacon sandwich in his mitt,"Hi sis, you okay ?"He cheerily said as he waved at me with his costless hand.

"Yeah, fine,"I mumbled.

He shrugged his shoulder, as I went inside. Women, he thought, a unusual lot !

Mum glanced at me, as I entered the kitchen. She saw my puffed, red oculus, but she didn't ask. Only a woman had that hunch, of when it was better to say nothing."Bacon, or egg sandwich, Liz ?"

"No, just a coffee will be fine, thanks."

... ... ....

Dad had flashed up the barbeque and was busy with crybaby pieces, sausage, burgers and steaks. Mum was frying up onion plant, heating baked beans, making a salad, and whatever.

The neighbours were coming round. They seemed okay, although, I'd only met them briefly.

Not much later, the music was playing, the beer and wine were flowing, the standard pressure was good. Just not for me !

The neighbours had three shaver, all mediate to late teens, or thereabouts.

The boy, Stu was probably the oldest at around nineteen or 20, I guessed. The other boy was the youngest, by quite a bit.

Becks, they called the young lady, she was 18 to nineteen, pretty, but not in a flashy way, I barely noticed her, but I had caught her looking at me a duad of times, quickly, turning her oculus away, when I saw her.

Stu seemed to take every opportunity to get talking to me, unmindful to the fact, that I quite clearly made it plain, that I didn't want to babble to him. Nor, did I want, to let the cat out of the bag to anyone.

ternary, four, maybe five glasses of wine later, with a nursing bottle in my hand, I sorting of, weaved my way to find my coconut tree. I'd had sufficiency of their joviality, and anyway, I didn't want to corrupt their fun.

I saw dad, emanation to espouse after me, but my wise mum shoved him back in his rump."parting her beloved, she just wants to be alone."

Half a bottle later, I wondered, what was the matter with the beach, it was moving, I could see the backbone shifting. My point began to spin, I felt hot, my forehead was sweating.

I rose unsteadily, I found myself staggering toward the sea. The piddle was quick, although I didn't notice it.

A moving ridge nearly took me off my groundwork, but somehow I kept going. It wasn't anything witting, I was on autopilot.

I waved wash away right over my straits, tumbling me. Floundering, my wit telling me to chance the airfoil. I realised I didn't care, I couldn't be bothered, I'd had enough.

Blackness engulfed me, I knew I was drowning. My eubstance reflexes took over, whether, I wanted or not. A foundation touched the bottom, and I pushed.

My hair's-breadth was hurting, being pulled hard, I struck out with my bridge player, and connected with something,"diddly-squat, that hurt !"A helping hand came beneath my arm, and I could feel person was pulling me up.

I gasped for air, at the Same metre, choking on the water I had swallowed. Two hands now gripped me, pulling me. I tried to help, with my feet pushing at the shifting sand below.

Then, I was lying, face down on the Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin, a free weight on my spinal column, as hands pressed down hard. I choked, a outpouring of water flowing from my oral cavity, then I was breathing cryptical lung-fulls of air.

The exercising weight eased from my back, warm men helped me stand, to stagger back up the beach, to the bang of grass beneath the coco palm trees.

A paw raked the hair, stuck to my face, another bout my shoulder, holding me, as I began to tremble. The flood-gates opened, as I cried. A mild female child's voice,"Shush, you're rubber now."She gently rocked me, a fingerbreadth wiping at my tears.

Slowly, I calmed, the trembling went, as the evening air warmed me. For the first time, I looked up at my deliverer. I was surprised to incur, it was the girl from the barbecue, Becks, the neighbour.

I flinched when she touched my cheek. And went rigid, when she kissed my forehead. I pushed her away from me, I didn't want to be touched, not by anyone. She didn't complain, made no comment, as she helped me to my feet.

In muteness, we walked back to the bungalow. At the back door, I briefly touched a finger to her hand, I just said,"Thanks,"and went inside.

A hot shower later, I felt a picayune recovered, although my head was pounding from the vino I had guzzled down.

In my bed, I fell straight into a late sleep.

The sun was blazing through my bedroom window when I woke.

Mum was there, picking up my dress."Whatever happened to these, they're wet and covered in sand ?"

"I tripped, and fell in the sea, too much wine-colored probably,"

She stood looking at me,"If you want to talk, I'm here. I know you're hurting, but sometimes it helps to talk it out."

Somehow, I managed a smiling,"I'll be mulct mum, but thank you."

... ... ....

That afternoon, I returned to the grass patch, where I had sat recovering, the eve before. I wanted to think about what had happened. Was it something I had intentionally done ? Had it perhaps, just been an accident ? I knew it had scared me, I was shaking again, with just thinking through it.

My persuasion were interrupted."Hi there, Liz, I wondered if I might find you here."

Becks took a footstep back, perhaps, shaken by the withering expression I gave her. She stammered,"I ... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude, I'll just go."

I felt disgusted with myself, what was I thinking. This girl had saved my life-time last night.

I stood,"No, it's me that should apologise, I didn't mean value to be natural just now, it's just that, well, I was wrapped up with my problems. You startled me."I held out a hired hand,"Come and sit with me."

She smiled back, if I had been in the temper, I might have got realised how beautiful the grin was."I want to thank you for live night, you know you saved my life, I would have drowned."

"Can I ask ? Was it an accident ? It didn't look like it. Or maybe you should just tell me to heed my own business."

For a minute a kept my oculus to the sand, then, looked at her,"I honestly don't know, that's what I've been sitting here pondering over."

"But if it was not an stroke, then that would intend you tried to stamp out yourself, why would individual as beautiful as you want to do that ?"She turned brightly red."I'm doing it again, aren't I, being too personal I mean, I shouldn't have asked."

"Its okay, but I'm afraid I can't talk about it, it hurts too much."

She reached her hand out, and laid it my arm,"You've been let down, some guy, I suppose ?"She coloured again,"You see, there I go again, with the questions."

My eyes were locked to her hand, it felt as though my flesh burned. I glared with venom at her, she jumped up in fright, turned and ran. God ! What are you doing, bitch ? You just scared this lovely daughter, half to death.

I ran after her, calling her gens,"Becks, where are you ? I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything against you."

I could discover her now, she was conclusion by, then, the early side of a tree diagram, and there she stood, crying softly. I put my arms around, and quietly,"I'm sorry, I'm so dreary. It's not you, I'm just angry with the whole world at the moment."

She stood close to me, as she calmed. I took her hand,"Come on, let's go back and sit."

She shook her head,"No, perhaps I should go back, and leave you in peace treaty, I can order you need to be alone."

All of a sudden, I didn't want to be alone, that's exactly where I had been, just feeling hurt and scared. So, I pulled her hand,"Come with me, delight. I need some troupe,"

We sat again, Becks asked,"Only if you want to, do you want to severalise me about this guy."

"Becks, it wasn't a guy, it was my girlfriend."She looked galvanize, but slowly I began to tell her until it just seemed to decant out of me. I told her how we'd met, fell in love life, and moved into our own place.

By now, I was crying, not hard, the odd rip trickling down my face. I told of how happy we had been together, how everything seemed perfect. Until one day, my domain fell apart. The bank bill. A bloody billet, not even a letter. No explanations, nothing.

I rolled to the reason, curled in a ballock and cried. I cried, like never before in my life story. The asshole racked my physical structure, my clenched fist pummelled the ground.

I hadn't heard her speak, not at beginning, but then her actor's line broke through, inane nonsense mostly, but sort and comforting, as she held me in her limb, with her look pressed to me, her bridge player caressing my hair.

The sobbing stopped, a few binge still ran.

With a shock, I felt her lips kiss them away. One of her hands stroked my fuzz, the early gently stroking my arm.

She saw my eyes capable wide, but not glaring at her this clip. A smile crossed her expression,"That's better,"she said, her stroking didn't stop.

"Becks, your custody, please stop."

Her hired hand paused but didn't leave me."Why ? '' Was all she said.

I simply stared at her, a thousand emotions tormenting me."Becks, I can't, I don't want to, you've been kind and it has helped me, and for that I thank you, can we just go now, as protagonist ?"

Becks looked down at me, lying on the soil, a mystify look on her face. I could see that she was trying to work something through her judgment. I saw her nod to herself, then she was pushing me flat onto my back. I resisted, but she was firm, and in any case, I didn't have the Energy to fight, as her lip descended to mine.

She held my wrists, compressed to the ground alongside my head. Her physical structure moved over me, lying on top. I rocked my head from side to side, as her mouth followed mine. Then, I just lay still, and let her kiss, I didn't respond, I didn't want to. I could see her optic, urging me to give back the kiss, but I didn't

Suddenly she threw herself off me, stood and looked at me for a few arcsecond, then with a shake of the pass, she walked away. She got a inadequate distance, before turning to see back,"Liz, if you want to blab or something, you know where to find me,"

... ... ....

The adjacent brace of days just seemed to tangle by, I couldn't get into the holiday swing.

At the breakfast table, my mum said,"Why don't you get the bus into Town, have a browse around the shops. You'll like Curepipe, it's a adorable town. Anyway, it'll get you out for a bit."

So, a couple of hr later, I found myself wandering aimlessly. In and out of a few shops, nada grabbed me. Then, I found the market. I was immediately struck by all the magnificent colors of the Indian dress and material stalls.

I picked out a blouse, even though I knew it was too brightly coloured for my penchant, always a trivial on the sombre side. I held it up to me, looking in the long mirror,"It does look nice."I had spoken aloud, without realising.

"That looks totally gorgeous on you."It was Becks stood behind me.

"Oh, hullo there, do you really think so ? It 's not too brilliantly ?"

"Believe me, it lawsuit you just perfectly, you'll be stunning in it, a real lady killer."

What did she just say ? I thought. ‘ Lady Killer.'

On an caprice, I decided to buy it. After I had paid, Becks asked me,"fondness a coffee or maybe something stronger ? I know just the place."

"Why not."I found myself saying.

It was a endearing bar, genuine passee, in a Daniel Chester French colonial elan, but spotlessly clean and tastefully decorated.

We chose an alcove bum that had a window overlooking the gardens.

Becks didn't sit opposite, as I would have expected, but instead, pushed in next to me."Is it coffee, or do you fancy rocking the boat ?"She laughed, it was an infective laugh, suddenly I felt at ease in her company.

We had local white rum and coke, branded mind you, not some of the boisterous life, sold in the back streets.

It became easygoing to chat, nothing grave, just where she came from, that sort of trivial stuff. By the thirdly beat, I had completely relaxed.

I'm just a little tiddly, I thought, as I giggled at something she said.

Her deal was on my arm, strange that I hadn't noticed it there, I think had actually been there quite a while. I looked down at her mitt, when I glanced back up, she was looking at me, straight into my eyes.

A momentary scowl, then I shook my head and smiled."Another circle ?"I asked her.

"Maybe just one More, then I think we've had quite enough for one day,"

My bag fell to the floor, on my leftfield, I reached down for it, as I leaned, her hand fell from my arm and landed on my thigh. She didn't move it away. Feeling flustered, I grabbed my meth and swallowed half in one go.

Did her digit just twitch my leg ? Maybe I imaged it, my crocked mastermind said.

This time, I definitely felt it, the slightest credit crunch, her hired hand inched just a tiny bit lower, toward the interior of my thigh. I looked at it, puzzled, where'd that come from ? I wondered and giggled again.

I raised my glass to my mouth, and as I tilted my school principal back, I felt a nudge against my crotch.

The manus was still there when I looked, but now it was pressing my annulus between my thighs, a slight air pressure at my front. My gaze followed the arm up,"Becks, you're touching me."I accused.

"I know I am, I've been trying to ever since I first saw you. You don't judgment, do you ?"

I tried to intend, cipher seemed to make any sensation, except the fact that the hired hand felt good. I lowered my own mitt, covering the other, then pressed it into me. It did finger good.

I saw Becks reckon around the bar, before reaching for my skirt, she didn't drag it up, just raised the side by my thigh, and her bridge player disappeared.

I thought, now where did that go ? Then, I jumped, fingers were at the front of my panties, rubbing into my pussy. I took a deep breath. Oh, Wow, that's nice. I could sense a finger's breadth, edging the crotch of my panty aside, so I spread my legs wider, to make it easier.

My scanty eased over, for fingers to dance along my pussycat slit. I could now feel the fellow tingling between my legs. I felt naughty, my pussy aroused in a public place. Then, a jolt, that hit the speckle, my button responded to the sudden inter-group communication. I gave a moan.

"Shush."I heard.

I looked for the spokesperson, it was Becks,"Is that you, playing with my kitty Becks ?"

"You got it,"She replied,"You like ?"

Pure lust erupted in me,"Yes I do fucking like, finger me, babe, inside, I want to feel you inside."I lifted my helping hand to my breast.

"Here, let me."As she reached her other hand over and moved mine aside. Her fingers squeezed me, through my blouse and very thin skimpy bra.

She twirled around my nipples, they were already like soldiers stood to attention. The sentiency were driving me wild.

Her finger, More than one, maybe even three, were now groping inside between my sassing. A quarter round worked my clit,"Shit ! Becks, I'm gon na cum any second, flying put your hand over my sass to keep me quiet."

My ass writhed on the seat, my own hand pressing hers into me, as I thrust my slit onto her. The orgasm was vivid, a spill of all the pent-up tension I had been feeling. I tried to scream, but somehow Becks covered it.

I came down from my cloud, I was still holding her finger's breadth inside me. I looked at her face,"Becks, you dirty bastard, you just wanked me off in a bar, for christ's sake."I leaned and gave her a belittled kiss.

"Aw, is that all I get ?"She asked, with an impish grin.

"Tell you what, let's get the fuck out of here, go find somewhere better,"

... ... ....

We got the bus, I wanted to touch her, as she had me, but the bus was way too push. I made do with just rubbing the side of her thigh.

We went two stops passed our convention stop for home, I knew it wasn't far from a very rocky area, no beach, so no people. I was feeling a bit better by now, not quite as pissed as before.

I took hold of Becks'hand, telling her,"semen on, it's not far, this way."

The underbrush was a bit thicker than I expected, but with only a little vexation, there was the sea, right in straw man. Mountains of bowlder were everywhere, I could see why no one ever came here.

We found a lovely little-secluded post, still with a view of the sea, a eyepatch of grass, prepare and inviting.

I stood, admiring the waves crashing on the rocks, Becks'implements of war came round me from rump. She cupped my knocker and gently rolled them in her paw. I leaned my head back into her neck. She bent, a little awkwardly, and kissed me. It was a light up, kind of, exploratory kiss.

But I savoured it. My tongue teased against her mouth until she opened to me, our tongues danced against each other.

Now I had sobered somewhat, I was once again wondering at my flavor. I didn't know this young woman, in fact, I knew almost nothing about her.

I knew that there was still a flavour of devastation in my spirit. There was still love there, for the someone I had lost. But I also knew that this young woman had breathed a little fresh air into me, a bit of hope for tone ending from the pain I felt. For a moment, I felt guilty at my betrayal, then angriness surged through me. How dare she have done this to me, and then I realised, she couldn't have loved me as I had believed. Had she done so, then she would never have ditched me aside, the way she did.

I felt a departure, a realisation that I owed that person goose egg, we'd had our time, and it was over. I turned to look at Becks, I held her at arm 's duration, just looking into her eyes.

She herself, looked a little apprehensive.

"Becks, have you ever been with another woman ?"

She lowered her eyes, the self-confidence from earlier now gone.

"No, I haven't, but then I haven't ever been with a boy either. I have no approximation what it was, but when I first saw you, I recognised the pain you were in, and my inwardness went out to you. It was the first meter that I have ever felt anything for another girl, my feelings frightened me at first, but I was drawn to you, that's why I followed you until I saw you go in the piss. What happened in the bar, would never deliver occurred without those rummy, I found I couldn't help myself, I wanted to touch you, I never thought for one instant, that I could ever have gone as far as I did. When I saw you getting excited and responding to my touch, then there was no stopping, I just wanted to delight you in any way I could."

"Oh Becks, you're just fabulous, and I tell you what, you found me just at the right fourth dimension because I was drowning in self-pity. You've somehow, forced me to face it. I feel alive again, come here my beauty."

She fell into my weapon system, her grinning brighter than the sun. I kissed her, perhaps more tenderly than I've ever kissed before.

She gazed into my heart, the desperation decipherable to see,"Liz, will you love me, teach me to be your lover."

I felt the tears brimming in my oculus, how did I deserve this sweet Loretta Young girl. For the moment, I loved her. I kissed her again, pulling her tight, my hired man lifting the dorsum of her shirt. I felt her hide under the touch of my fingers, it felt so good.

I caressed her back, then I hit the clasp of her bra, and snapped it apart, my hired hand now coming round her slope, to the front, and then to book her boob. They felt Almighty, I had to see them. Her shirt lifted easily to her articulatio humeri, then she raised her weapon system and I lifted it clear.

I was stunned the most beautiful breasts. They were dissimilar, they were sorting of, conical in shape. Jutting proudly from her trunk, the cone embodiment, topped with large areola, and not long, but the full puffy nipple I had ever seen.

There was a worried look on her face,"They're, ‘ em, strange aren't they, I guessed, you might hate them."

"Oh Becks, they're gorgeous, they're fantastic, I love them."And I plunged my mouth to a nipple, my early paw greedily groping another.

Her hands rested on my shoulders, her back talk kissing my hair.

The nipples enlarged under my jot. I could feel her dead body tightening, her hands now digging into my shoulders.

Her skirt was elasticated at the waste material, I grabbed a hold, panty stria as well, and pushed them down. She was now there in front me, she was so beautiful it almost hurt. Her human body was perfect, below those beautiful breasts was a body to die for, a lightly muscled breadbasket, a lovely slim waist, not much broad hips.

But my middle were drawn to her pile, it was clean-shaven, her pussy slit was exactly that, no lips to speak of, just a long cut slit.

I didn't waiting for her to ask. I almost ripped my blouse off, undid my bra, to let it fall, then wriggled my skirt and scanty down. okay, so I was a few years older than her, but I was in large shape, I played for my local anesthetic field hockey squad. I knew my frame wasn't quite up to the touchstone of Becks ’, but I had always been complimented.

Becks looked at me like a kid with a new favourite toy. Her heart flickered backwards and forwards, all over me, one moment to my bosom, the next Down to my pussy.

I put a finger to her Kuki, raising her eyes to mine, I tried to be poise, like in the moving picture,"So whaddya think babe, like what ya'see ?"I held out my arms.

She almost flew at me, our breasts smashed together, our lips met again, then I was grinding my puss into hers, as I grabbed her ass to pluck her tight into me.

We kissed, as we stood there, cumulus rubbing hard. She was gasping into my mouth.

We dropped to the sess as one, first kneeling, then falling together, my knee between her thighs and hers between mine.

We rubbed against each early, our demand rising, I could feel her body reaching for a climax, so I pulled away, pushing her legs wide, and dropped my face to her slit. I probed my tongue between and licked up. Her men pressed hard on my head and she moaned aloud.

I found her clit, only bantam, almost tough to see, but my knife centred on it, to tease and tickle. Now she bucked her hips, hard to my mouthpiece, as I sucked. I pushed a finger in between that small slit, she was much bed wetter than I expected, so I easily moved my digit in and out.

I could feel her passion rising fast, I added another finger's breadth and pushed harder and deeper, increasing the pep pill of my thrusting.

I sucked hard on her clit, with a wail, she shook, her body convulsing, as she climaxed. The coming ripped through her.

We lay together, enfolded in each former's implements of war, she still trembled, as I held her. Until I asked,"Did you like that Becks ?"

"That was just, totally, the most amazing cum I've ever had, I never realised just how mind-blowing it could be."She answered."Can I do that to you, with my mouth, I mean ?"

"Never thought you'd ask, c'mon and get your head down here."

... ... ....

My depression was over.

I had another calendar week with Becks before it was back to the UK.

I knew she didn't live too far away from me, so to start with, we had already planned to meet every weekend.

I even thought about whether I should ask her if she wanted to try staying at mine for a bit.

But then I thought, it's ahead of time days yet girl, be sensible, let's suction it and see.

We did ! If, you get my meaning.

The end .