Chapter 40 : Escapism Enfantin
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pascal_curious
‘Childish, escapist bullshit,” seethed Vidcund. The sound of his brother’s voice was still ringing in Vidcund’s ears.
“What the fuck?” he thought. “How could that self righteous little twit have the gall to call my actions childish and escapist? Pascal’s head is so far up his own ass that he can’t see anything beyond his own colon. He has no room to accuse me of escapism. Vidcund shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Airline seats were always uncomfortable for him. He never had enough leg room. The physical discomfort served to only irritate Vidcund further.
He was way outta line with what he said, thought Vidcund. He’s just jealous. Now that that silly bitch Amber has given up on him, Pascal is just jealous of what I have, Vidcund told himself.
He looked at the beautiful creature in the seat next to him. Oh, she is something to be jealous of, all right. She has done things with me that he couldn’t even dream of. And gorgeous. Jesus, she is gorgeous. She makes that little redhead look like a plumber’s hairy ass.
Vidcund would be the first to admit that he was thoroughly infatuated with Lacey Nicklecash. How can I not want her? Vidcund asked himself. He had convinced himself that he had never met such a perfect specimen of a woman before in his life. From her perfect pert breasts to her narrow little waist and on to her accommodating hips and tight round ass, Vidcund had never wanted another woman more. Every time he thought of Lacey, with her chestnut hair that spilled over her shoulders and back and breasts, and her wide blue eyes that often roamed over his body the same way his roamed over hers, he had to suppress the animal urge to maul her.
It wasn’t just her beauty, however. It was the whole package that enthralled him. She was intelligent (not a rocket scientist by any stretch of the imagination, but very far from being stupid) and successful (the top earning real estate agent in the county for the last three years), despite the fact that she still had the girlish facetiousness that came with being a young woman barely into her twenties. She had a lust for pleasure as insatiable as that of a child’s, but her chosen pleasures were that of an adult. If only he were ten years younger… He shuddered to think of the glorious damage they could have done together had they met in college. If they had been together then, he would now certainly be either dead or imprisoned. When he had first met Lacey he hadn’t imagined much more than a one-night affair, but she had become something of an addiction for him, and addictions were something he understood.
This trip had been her idea. Their frenzied weekend in Vegas had only whetted her appetite. Three days of chemically enhanced gambling, boozing, and fucking had not been enough for her. She wanted more. More sex, more alcohol, more recklessness.
Ahead of them was an entire week on a tiny island in the Southern Caribbean . Vidcund had been there once when he was a teen. It had been a family vacation, the last one before his mother had died.
Vidcund purchased another five dollar beer from the flight attendant as she went past with her cart. They had a five hour flight ahead of them, plenty of time to get primed for the week to come. He purchased Lacey a rum and coke and placed it on her tray table. She gave him a dazed smile before she went back to watching the inane in-flight entertainment on the screen in front of her. Despite her apparent fearlessness in the face of everything else, flying frightened her. A few Xanax at the airport gate had calmed her and she giggled torpidly at a re-run episode of “Everybody Loves Raymond”.
Vidcund put a hand on her thigh and gave her a little squeeze. She closed her eyes and smiled lazily, like a cat. He resisted the temptation to draw his hand further up her thigh as he wondered if the two of them would be able to squeeze into the tiny lavatory at the back of the plane.
When the flight landed on the tiny island it was early morning. Lacy had slept most of the flight. Her rum and coke remained on her tray table, forgotten, until Vidcund finally drank it after the order from the flight attendants to fasten seat belts and put tray tables in the upright position. Lacey woke from her slumber with the jolt of the landing and smiled warmly at him. He leaned over and kissed her languorously.
“Good morning,” he whispered.
“Hi,” she said sleepily.
He leaned close to her with his mouth at her ear. “I have spent the last five hours thinking about you in, and out of, that bikini you bought last week.” He lingered long enough to give her earlobe a teasing nibble.
Lacey shivered at the tickle of his stubble against her neck and his warm breath in her ear. Roses bloomed on her cheeks and Vidcund wondered how there was anything that could possibly make this girl blush. Somehow, she managed it, and it only made him want her more.
They made their way through immigration and baggage claim, and were on their shuttle to the resort within a half an hour.
It was a short ride in the shuttle to their resort. They sat quietly together, Vidcund with his arm around Lacey, as they watched the beautiful scenery. The island was much as Vidcund remembered it, one side packed with noisome touristy places like casinos, resorts, and amusements, the other covered with ancient ruins and expensive beach homes. Their resort was in the center of it; far away enough from the tourist traps to ensure some amount of seclusion yet close enough that they could be to the bars and casinos in a few minutes walk or taxi ride.
There was one particular place Vidcund was looking most forward to seeing again, and he watched for it. He got a peculiar childlike thrill as he saw the mast of the great wooden ‘pirate’ ship rise ahead of them on the horizon. Lacey must have sensed his excitement and gave his hand a squeeze. He knew it was silly, but the memory of the adventures he had there as a boy made him want to go back and do it all over again. No matter that he was thirty-two; he would be fourteen again, at least for a little while. Lacey had that effect on him. She made him feel young, fearless, and invincible.
Vidcund was glad that he had let Lacey pick out the resort where they would be staying. She had been to the island many times, and knew of all the best places.
It was a beautiful place, isolated by groves of palm trees and rock outcroppings on either side.
While Vidcund checked in and had their bags taken to their bungalow, Lacey headed for the beach. After a few minutes in the resort office, Vidcund went to join her.
He passed a tiny café and coffee bar,
a masseuse,
and the quaint little bungalow that would be their nest for the next seven days.
Vidcund found Lacey standing on the beach, gazing out over the vast ocean. He came up behind her and slipped his arms around her.
She pulled his arms tightly around her.
He was surprised when he heard her sniffling. He turned her around and pulled her close. She buried her face in his chest.
“I feel silly,” she explained, muffled by his shirt. “It’s so beautiful here,” she said as she looked up to him. “I wish I could stay here forever, but it always makes me a little sad. It’s like I only realize how utterly insignificant I am when I stand and look out over the ocean. I feel smaller than a grain of sand,” she said as she playfully kicked a footfull of sand over Vidcund’s sandals. She gave him a weak smile.
“Silly girl,” he said pulled her into a hug. He wasn’t going to admit it, but Vidcund felt it too. He remembered white nights spent listening to the crashing of the waves and contemplating how tiny his own little world really was, and his mortal insignificance in the vastness of the universe. He experienced the same feeling every time he gazed up into the night sky.
He kissed her and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
“So, what do you want to do first?” he asked, trying to shake the maudlin thoughts from his head.
“Aren’t you tired?” she asked. “You didn’t sleep the whole flight.”
“Nope,” he said smiling slyly down at her. He was still feeling the buzz from the multiple beers and lukewarm rum-and-coke he drank on the plane.
They spent their entire first day and night at the Lost Temple Casino.
They gambled away their supply of pocket money and took advantage of the never ending supply of free drinks.
They lunched at the casino bar
and dined at the casino restaurant.
In his thoroughly inebriated state, Vidcund was easily persuaded to go dancing in the club at the top floor of the casino.
He was so thoroughly inebriated that he surprised Lacey with an impromptu karaoke serenade of Jimmy Buffet’s “Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw”.
They stumbled drunkenly to their tiny bungalow in the wee hours of the morning where they made love and slept until noon.
They breakfasted mid-day on fresh fruit and hair of the dog.
The next four days were spent similarly. They took every tour,
explored every ruin,
visited every tourist trap,
and danced in every night club, stopping at every bar and restaurant along the way.
à suivre..
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Date: 2011-07-20 12:47 am (UTC)This is actually going to spread over 2 installments (probably 3). This chapter has been pretty much a set up for what is to come.
I quite like the photos I took, so you will have to forgive me for indulging myself by posting as many as possible ;-)
ETA: Don't blame me for any deplorable attempts at French. I may be quarter Cajun, but that limits my French to "Lagniappe" and "Laissez les bons temps rouler"
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Date: 2011-07-20 02:02 am (UTC)DEAR SIMLORDS YOUR VID LOOKS SOOO HOT!!! <3
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Date: 2011-07-20 08:15 pm (UTC)Lust or infatuation would be more appropriate terms.
I prefer Circe to Lacey too. I don't think you will be disappointed in the long run.
I am so glad you like my photos. I'm quite please with how these ones came out. They make me feel all squishy inside ;-)
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Date: 2011-07-20 10:21 pm (UTC)You're not the only person who I've been reading who's pretty infatuated with the Curious family and all that jazz; I have another bud on here -
Looking forward to the next insallment.
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Date: 2011-07-20 11:06 pm (UTC)Thanks for the compliment! I like trying to make surroundings as non-vanilla as possible without getting too weird.
I love aledstrange's stuff. It is always a good read. There are actually quite a few Strangetown sagas out there that are really well done, you just have to wade through the crap to find them.
ETA: I'll try not to take another year to get out the rest of this little vacation extravaganza I've started ;-) I have other stuff to post in the interim, however.
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Date: 2011-07-21 02:52 pm (UTC)Oh, and Lacey is gorgeous! :)
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Date: 2011-07-21 04:12 pm (UTC)Lacey certainly is a hottie, but Vidcund can do better ;-)
Glad to have you along for the ride!
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