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DJ smiled secretly as an idea formed within her mind. Earlier that day she had been on an early morning amble around the small island and found a
secluded spot in the centre of the isle. The beauty of the area instantly captured her attention and she had wanted Randa to experience that too. Now she
had another idea in which she and Randa could take advantage of the sights.
"What's going on in that brain of yours?"
Taking Randa's sand speckled hand DJ pulled her towards the palm trees.
"Where are we going?" the nurse asked.
"You'll see."
Venturing into the shade of the trees Denise guided Randa through the tropical foliage. The sight of fresh fruit growing on a variety of trees amazed the
poet. Growing up in England she had only ever seen apples and plums. She remembered during the summer when she was a lot younger how she and
Michelle would go scrumping in the neighbour's gardens for their fruit. DJ could recall many a time being chased down the street by an angry property
owner.
"Where are you taking me?" Randa inquired. "I thought you wanted to get in the shower?"
"I did& but now I have other plans." Spying a familiar overgrowth of shrubbery DJ swept it to the side and led Randa into a hidden cove. The beautiful
sight of ancient rocks housing a crystal clear waterfall greeted them. The echo of tumbling water falling into the pool below accompanied the exotic
sounds of nature. A spectacular rainbow arched over the waterfall as the hot sun refracted the mist of moist droplets.
"What do you think?"
Randa turned as she captured the sights around her. Looking back at DJ a wide smile lit up the nurse's face. "It's beautiful!"
"Second only to you," Denise said as she pulled Randa closer, and then with her into the pool. Its rippling surface engulfed their lower bodies as Denise
pulled a willing Randa towards the waterfall. Within moments the sound of bubbling water was accompanied by heated moans of pleasure as they began
a sensual exploration of one another.
Gathering the blonde within her arms Denise kissed Randa with an increasing hunger. Her hands roamed with purpose down the lithe body as she
searched out the material of Randa's bikini. Gathering the white cotton within her hands she slowly and intentionally began lowering them down Randa's
legs.
"Have I told you how very much I love you today?" Denise whispered hotly.
"How about you show me?"
"Oh yes& " The poet complied willingly. "Every day for the rest of our lives."
Randa held DJ close against her body. "I love you, Denise Juniper Jennings."
The poet smiled as her lips searched every inched of Randa's flesh. "Are you going to constantly tease me about that?" she mumbled good-naturedly.
"Every day for the rest of our lives," Randa replied as her body surrendered to an overflow of breathtaking pleasure.
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