The Femina Island's - Sex Stories

The Femina Island's

... was a detective. A missing persons case. A Maimi man who had traveled to the Mainland & may have crossed over to the Island. I remembered telling him what a great job he had. The Sheriff of a tropical paradise. He didn’t smile, didn’t react as you’d expect. His face took on a sad expression as he walked away. Then I thought about what I would tell him I saw. I remembered listening to people who swore they had seen a UFO & how they were treated. How I tried not laughing in their faces as they told their stories as I wrote squiggles in my note book pretending to take their stories, the ridicule that followed them. Suddenly I knew just how they felt. *********************************************************************************** Walking back down the beach I tried to gather my thoughts. Looking down as I walked, not seeing the two girls. 'Hi Mister Peeping Tom' the blonde said. I froze feeling my face flush. They both giggled. 'Like what you saw?' she added, her hand dropping to her bikini. The yellow gusset of the blonde's bikini, it was moving. 'My Mother wants to meet you' the blonde said as they both began walking toward the jetty. I was still staring. 'Huh' I said as the blonde turned back facing me. 'You’re renting our cottage' she said. 'Mother always wants to meet you renters' she added turning & walking away. I was covered in sweat again. I could feel it running down between my shoulder blades & pouring down into my eyes. I had never been so confused & afraid in my ...

... life. I thought about packing up & getting the hell away from there. To hell with the two grand I had payed for the rental. I half ran down the deserted beach, a grown man scared of a young blonde girl imagining her Mother as I stumbled up thru the dunes. I never knew I was bleeding till I stopped to catch my breath. Bending, hands on my knees I saw the bl**d on my calves & ankles. I had walked thou some sea grass. Sharp blades of grass that should of stung & I hadn't felt a thing. 'You should be more careful Dennis' I looked up to see a tall blonde Goddess sitting at the small table on my patio. A slightly older vision of the young girl who had me scared senseless. She wore a bright cannary yellow bikini like the young blonde. The same red heart shaped l****a sunglasses. 'You can call me Rebecca' she told me. 'You've already met my daughter Regina' she added holding out her hand. Shaking her hand was like a mild static shock. I tried to pull my hand away but I couldn't. The sensation ran up my arm before she released my hand. I was afraid to look down. Afraid to see something moving under the gusset of her bikini but her green eyes held me like a magnet. 'I always invite my new tenants over for dinner' she told me. Her emerald green eyes holding my gaze before she put her sunglasses on & walked down into the sand. 'Salt water is good for those nasty cuts Dennis' she said as she walked away. 'Sevenish' she added as she stepped thru a wider opening in the fence I hadn't seen ...