High Summer - A likkle tale of diversion

[Lacy]

Rope een... Lacy a pass chroo... [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif[/img]

Smoke curls up from her cigarette, rising to be dispersed by the fluttering fan, as Van leans forward in her chair and peers out the open window of her small shop. The heat and humidity have combined today to make this a tropical special. It takes the barest of effort, before sweat is trickling from her skin, everywhere, soaking her light, white cotton top and dampening the waistband of her floral shorts. It’s the middle of a hot spell-- high summer. Everyday has been the same monotony as the one before it and, Van expects, will be the same as the ones yet to come. However, beneath the restrained tension of this scorching stillness lies the stirrings of a sultry tempest and, all morning, Van has been praying for relief.

[applepie]

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[damask]

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applepie where is the tale [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/70402-thinking.gif[/img] or tail [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/bannana_purple.gif[/img]

[Lacy]

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These kinda days, most folks sleep outside, preferring the critters, to the dead heat of their small homes. Fans bring little reprieve, just recreating the effects of a blast furnace. Van had slept very little herself, but probably more than most. Her secret was to lie in a web chaise on her verandah and bring the fan out to blow on her. Somehow, it worked better than any other combination she’d tried. And, she had tried them all.

But, Van is usually up before the sun rises anyway, serving the usual breakfast crowd, those who are out and about from early morn, though the heat is still stifling. She had just finished the dishes that had accumulated from her lunch regulars, when Van hears the heavy thump of a motorcycle engine idling outside her gate. Craning her neck out the window and around the side of her shop, Van hopes to glimpse Rexy on the new Honda he recently shipped in from Miami. She’d love a long ride right now--feeling the breeze on her face, riding south along the coast.

[damask]

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foot in mouth, the board been acting all morning. first it nyamm mi post inna another thread, den all I saw previously was your thread heading nothing else. Now I post above everythin U post showing up. [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/cry.gif[/img]

[applepie]

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Not to worry Lacy story will make up for the bad day you seem to be having on boardlane [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/70371-jump.gif[/img]

[Lacy]

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The bike stops its rude rumbling and Van hears the spring of the kickstand as it swivels down in place. However, the man who walks into her shop isn’t who Van expects, at all. He is quite tall (bending down slightly to fit through her doorway), long flowing locks fall past his broad shoulders and big arms. A garish scar across his forehead draws the woman’s eyes away from his full lips and the hint of a moustache.

As he moves closer, Van maintains her perch at the table and stares, unabashedly, at his tan cotton shirt, open down the front, and the sweat trickling down his sculpted chest, pooling in the waistband of his tight fitting jeans.

[annshan2]

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[Nunya]

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Lace!!!! A you dat???!!!! woohoo!!!! [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/yahoo.gif[/img]

Great to have a new story bout dis place man! Aldoa mi si say yuh still a write de lilli shawt installment dem [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/70400-talktohand.gif[/img]

[SandiF]

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hehehe I'm just thinking... will there be a m'cycle rumbling into the scene? Whappen dey Lacy!

[Lacy]

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<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: SandiF</div><div class="ubbcode-body">hehehe I'm just thinking... will there be a m'cycle rumbling into the scene? Whappen dey Lacy! </div></div>

Ahem.... yes. [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif[/img] (((((SandiF))))


((((Nunya)))) Short? [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/70400-talktohand.gif[/img]

[Lacy]

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“Mawnin’, my girl.” Van realizes she can’t stop staring at those damp, low slung jeans, even as their owner is clearly trying to get her attention. Lingering for a moment longer, she reluctantly raises her eyes to his bemused face. “Di pot smell sweet, ooman. Yuh have sintin leff fimi?” He flashes a wide, white smile, accompanied by a twinkle at the corner of his eye that Van instantly takes a liking to.

“Sure, dawlin’- an it's Van.” That settled, the woman swings her legs from the table, dabbing absently at her cleavage with a face rag, before rising and walking back to the grill. He sits at the counter, watching her prepare his food, her magnificent pear-shaped booty moving in rhythm to her culinary efforts. She was stunning and sexy and probably had no idea she was turning him on.

Sliding the plate in front him, Van flips her chin length hair away from her eyes. “Weh yuh yawd, bwoy?”

“Back east.” he simply states, much to Van’s disappointment and she bides her time watching him eat for awhile before trying to draw him out again. “Jus pon a ride?” The man smiles at her not-to-subtle inquisitiveness. “Mi come a check family. Enoh wan gyal name Irma?”

[Nylah]

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If you could see the big grin on my face!! [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif[/img] [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif[/img]

Lacy, you were the reason on got hooked on this board many years ago!

So glad I get to read one of your stories again....

[Lacy]

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(((Nylah))) Wheel come again... [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif[/img]


Van did indeed know Irma. The bright gyal wineup soh pon alla di man dem and then pretend nah fi notice ow dem coodey pon shi round pawts. But, Van refrains from repeating those tales to this rude boy, and he continues. “Dem yawd dung a road soh… MarchTown.”

“Eeh, mi noh di gyal.” Van admits, hoping to turn the conversation onto more desirable things-- like a break from the heat, the monotony and sameness of these long hot days or perhaps, another kind of relief, which this tall, commanding man might be able to provide.

Leaning forward, she gives him an appetizing view of her ample chest resting on the counter. When his eyes finally return to her face, he is met with an amused smile and a question. “’ow lang yuh in town?”

[Bandana]

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Lacy!!! [img]/forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/icon_hug.gif[/img]


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