Paradise - Part Five (The Erotic Adventures of Sophia Durant) by O.L. Casper

Author:O.L. Casper [Casper, O.L.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: O.L. Casper
Published: 2013-08-04T21:00:00+00:00

Sophia Durant’s Diary

December 4, Eleuthera Island, Bahamas

Emily Mordaunt rounded the circle of driveway before the main house of the villa in her Hummer and stopped a few feet in front of me. I opened the door to the passenger side and got in. She smiled in her elegant way as we started off for Governor’s Harbour. She had invited me for an outing on her seaplane. It was a Cessna 185 that she’d had flown in “to play with” during her stay on the island. It was parked in the Governor’s Harbour Marina. I knew little of her true intentions for inviting me. She’d said it was to get to know me. Though I doubted she’d taken a liking to me. Inevitably there was some other motive. But I didn’t care. I didn’t agree to come to make friends. I was here to explore and possibly avenge other feelings.

Emily was pleasant and sweet and for some moments on our journey I was able to forget what I’d seen a few days before and believe she was really a genuine, kind-hearted person.

“I hope I’m not imposing by asking you to come along with me. I really want to show how wonderful it is to fly this little plane of mine. It’s an older model—the Cessna—but it’s been updated inside. It has all new digital controls and is entirely computerized. No more analogue dials and indicators and so forth.”

“It sounds wonderful. I can’t wait to see it,” I said, mustering what false, enthusiastic tones I could.

“Good. I’m glad. You know, you really are such a sweet woman. I bet you’re wondering why I wanted to have you along.”

“Actually, I was.”

“Of course. It’s just that you made such a nice impression on me in the Seychelles and I wanted to talk to you and become friends with you as equally as I was becoming friends with Mark, if that’s possible.”

It was hard not to laugh aloud at this proclamation considering the bedroom scene of the other night. Did she want to bed me too? I wondered.

“I admire you a lot, considering what little I know of you,” I began.

“Why’s that?” She smiled.

“You’re not shy and not afraid to speak your mind. Both of those characteristics run against the commonly held notion of what the British are like.”

“Cheers. It’s refreshing to hear. You know, I’ve been chastised terribly on both accounts back home. Something to do with the reason I’m such a black sheep in my family, I suppose.”

I could relate to that. Though I was disgusted by her in most ways, I found this little fact charming.

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