Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 14 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 14

... "There is plenty of food in the refrigerator," I advised her. "I also believe that Lindsay is making a pizza run later this afternoon. Which reminds me, I have to go to the grocery store today and stock up the refrigerator even more." "Any volunteers to go with you?" "I have a date with Pamela and Piper." Trish smiled again. "Awwwww, that's awesome! A nice, little father-mother-daughter day out! Piper really seems to enjoy going and being around other people. That will be nice for all three of you to go out like that." "Scarlett volunteered to go too, but then she decided to back out. Said she was too tired from work yesterday." "I know Scarlett had a rough first day back at work, right? What, she wound up working close to 15 hours yesterday? That must have been terrible after the airline trip from Peru." "I don't see why Scarlett insists on continuing to work," I rumbled, still horribly bitter on the whole subject. "Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know being a nurse has always been her life's ambition, and she spent all those years in school working hard and studying for the opportunity to one day make it happen. But there is no reason for Scarlett to work now and have to force herself through those excruciatingly long shifts." "You know what Scarlett told me once?" "What?" Trish sighed contently. "Scarlett once told me that a lot of people hate hospitals. The squeaky floors, the clinical lighting, the smell of disinfectant in the air. But Scarlett said that she loves the hospital and ...

... everything about it, though, because she finds peace and solace in a building whose sole purpose is to nurture and take care of others." As those words sunk into my consciousness and began to register, I could easily envision Scarlett saying something like that. It was precisely her nature, and fit her to a tee. "You're never going to get Scarlett to quit her job," Trish informed me after a short pause. "Stop worrying about it, Jeremy, and just let her do it. She loves being a nurse." * * * There were suitcases strewn across every available surface of the floor in the master bedroom. The place looked like a suitcase convention, as far as I was concerned, and they seemed to be multiplying and making little suitcase children. Ahh yes, it was finally _unpacking day_ from our trip to not only the island, but Canada before it. The ladies had put this daunting task off for the past two days. The collective workload for them as a group was quite massive. I brought one suitcase with me during our vacation, whereas many of the ladies took along four or five. Lindsay had a staggering total of seven bags to sift through and unpack, although she was the only one not present at the moment. "Okay Pamela, I think it's time we face facts here," Kristanna nodded, examining the contents of one of her bags as they sat next to each other upon the floor. Pamela glanced downward and peered into her oversized pink suitcase. "What are we facing, exactly?" "You're a bit of a hoarder," Kristanna told ...