Tropical Heat
By
Michelle M Pillow
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© Copyright Michelle M Pillow, 2005-2008

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This story is intended for those over 18 years of age. It contains explicit sexual content.

Tropical Heat

Annabelle hated the sunshine of the tropical paradise. She hated the white of the sand, the blue of the ocean, the tan of the flesh on her tour guide. Okay, the tour guide’s flesh didn’t exactly fall into the hate category, but the way he’d been treating her since she and her friends stepped on the boat, did.
This vacation was supposed to be a dream come true. Isn’t that what everyone said about the tropics? Instead, she got a moody tour guide and a best friend who was already drunk and passed out with some local she’d met on the dock. At least, Annabelle liked to think Cheryl was passed out. The man she met was practically a teenager. Cheryl was forty-five. Not, that Annabelle had anything against the age difference. It just seemed that younger men had nothing to offer.
Glancing over at Christian, Mr Tour Guide Extraordinaire, she frowned. It would seem the older guys didn’t have much to offer either. Too bad his cute looks went along with his grumpy personality. The man really shouldn’t be in the tourist industry. Besides, he was the one who offered the trip to them. It wasn’t like they sought him out.
Annabelle crossed her arms over her chest, disappointed that her new bikini was being wasted on Mr Sour Face. He’d barely given her a second glance.
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