The boat moved on, propelled by
the Viking's powerful arms and the occasional glimpse of
Saneetra's flesh coloured panties. At least, he assumed they were
panties .... maybe they weren't and she had ..... His reflections
on the nature of the terrain under his passenger's skirt was
interrupted as the boat came to a sudden halt - Saneetra had
skilfully steered it onto a shallow beach on an island in the
centre of the river. As the boat grounded she was thrown forward
onto the lap of the Viking who held her manfully in his arms.
"Oh, goodness me, fancy
landing us on an island!" she trilled "I hope there are
no cannibals"
Her hand brushed the front of
his trousers - yes there was more than a hint of promise of
things to come hidden under the blue cloth.
"I will protect you from
cannibals"
In the contretemp the front of
her blouse had somehow come undone exposing the top of her
breasts. She blushed prettily.
"Oh! You mustn't
look"
"You are very
pretty"
"Oh dear, I think my bra
strap has broken at the back. Will you see if you can mend
it?"
She knew that all this was
pretty unsubtle stuff but the language barrier made things
difficult. Unfortunately, during the bra mending process the bra
became totally detached and one thing seemed to lead to another
and before long ..... I will spare the readers' blushes and move
on.
Thirty minutes later Saneetra
looked up, whilst faking her third orgasm, expecting to see a
branch of a tree overhead. Instead she observed a branch of the
East Grinstead Women's Institute. Whilst she reflected on this
interesting development the Viking still pounded away, encouraged
by her yelps of encouragement. The boat, she concluded, had
become detached from the beach and after drifting down stream had
become firmly attached to the main bridge crossing the river.
Drastic measures were called for.
"Oh Yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes!" she shrieked and bucked with such enthusiasm that the
Viking's final plunge into her soft wet body was followed by an
even more spectacular plunge into the soft wet river. In the
process giving the ladies of the East Grinstead Women's Institute
ample time to admire his ravishing equipment and note that
Saneetra was sans panties and sans pubic hair by courtesy of the
under house boy's efforts earlier in the week. Not that they knew
that the under house boy was responsible. Saneetra sat up and
bowed to the ladies of East Grinstead, who, to give them credit
replied with a round of applause, although Mrs Smith the grocer's
wife acted all huffy and shocked. The general consensus was that
although it had been absolutely disgusting and they were all
deeply affronted nobody had actually forced them to watch it.
Later that night a number of middle aged gentlemen would wonder
what had come over their wives but that's another story....
Saneetra tidied herself up and
pushed the boat away from the bridge with the aid of one of the
paddles and rowed back to the shore. She returned the boat,
pocketed the £5 deposit and walked along the bank in a
reflective mood. She had been nicely ravished by a Viking and was
£5 in front of the game. As for the Viking, well, if you went
out ravishing you had to take the rough with the smooth or the
wet with the dry. No doubt he would recover in due course
although the absence of trousers would be something of a
handicap.
She had not intended to visit
the theatre but on walking past had spotted a spectacularly
beautiful girl at the end of the queue. Suddenly she remembered
that she was supposed to be perfecting her art and went and stood
behind the girl. She was small and elegant with long black hair
and evidently waiting for somebody, judging by the way she kept
glancing round and checking her watch. Her face was heart
stoppingly beautiful and Saneetra felt herself blushing - her
first genuine blush for some months. The girl turned to her and
smiled and Saneetra's heart fluttered, she was in love.
"Are you aware of what
time the performance commences please?"
She was evidently a tourist -
Chinese probably.
"I well, no not really, I
just, well .... I'll go and look"
She walked to the head of the queue and returned furious with
herself. She was the ice cool sophisticate and here she was
making a fool of herself like some 15 year old boy on his first
date.
"It starts in 10 minutes
- are you waiting for someone?"
She had slightly recovered her composure.
"Yes - my friend should
have been here ten minutes ago"
"Oh, don't worry, I'm
sure she will be along soon"
"It is a man ... my
friend is a man. Hello, my name is Elli. I am from Hong
Kong"
Saneetra was gratified at the girl's confusion. They
shook hands and Saneetra not wanting to let go of the girl's hand
said the first thing that came into her head
"I am psychic - maybe I
can locate your friend. Do you have anything that belongs to him
so that I can pick up his vibrations?"
"Well, I must say that I
am cynic when it comes to .... well, he gave me this
medallion." Saneetra examined it and was overcome with an
awful sense of premonition - it said 'A present from Oslo'
"I see a tall, well built
man" Elli nodded "with blond hair" Elli nodded
again but then butted in
"Yes. I guess most men in
Oslo have blond hair and are well built"
Saneetra, in a supposed
trance, ignored her interruption and continued "I see a red
coat and blue jeans" Elli's eyes widened and she rocked back
slightly "and I see water. His name sounds Russian - it is
maybe Ivan, no, no" she glanced at the girl and knew that
she was right "He is called Igor" The girl looked
scared. Time to shake her some more "Yes, I see a small boat
on the river. There is a beautiful girl in the boat. Igor and the
girl are shouting at each other and now he is in the water
swimming strongly ... he .... yes ... he is safe ... the mist has
come down .... I'm sorry, I can see no more"
She shook her head as she came
round from her trance. Elli stood rigid with her mouth open, her
face white. She held onto Saneetra tightly, her small breasts
digging into Saneetra's chest.
"When ... the water ...
here?"
Saneetra nodded. "Yes. A
few minutes ago"
Elli's expression changed from
one of alarm. She looked grim faced "So. He is in a boat
with a beautiful girl when he is supposed to be with me"
"Well .... I'm sure that
there must be an explanation ...."
"Yes. So am I - he is a
rat. I hate men"
"Oh, don't be too harsh
on him - men are rather simple creatures ...."
At that moment the manager
came to the front of the door and announced that the theatre was
full.
"Jackpot!" thought
Saneetra "almost there"
They looked at each other and
Elli spoke first "Maybe we could go for a walk along the
river together ....."
Her voice whilst affecting to be casual was slightly off pitch. Saneetra
decided to go for broke "Well, I really could do with a
shower but I guess that is impossible"
Elli swallowed hard
"Well" she said "why don't you come back to my
hotel room ..."
"I'd love to ... are you
sure it's no trouble?"
"No, no it is no
trouble" Saneetra took her hand and they walked a few
hundred yards to Elli's hotel holding hands like two teenagers.
They got to the room and they stood uncertainly.
"Well" said Elli
"You have a shower first but don't use all the hot water
....."
"I know" said
Saneetra, her heart pounding "Let's share the shower
..."
Elli nodded, not trusting
herself to speak and they both undressed and climbed into the
shower which was so small that there naked bodies touched.
Saneetra took the soap and began to rub Elli all over. She
started at her neck and then worked her way round to her
beautiful little breasts. Circling her tight nipples with her
finger tips she felt Elli shudder. They began to kiss.
"Oh God" said
Saneetra "I love you. When I saw you in the queue I couldn't
help myself ...."
Elli giggled "I'm glad
that he didn't turn up ... you are so beautiful"
They continued hugging and
stroking each other. Saneetra felt the girl's finger tip
fluttering over her clitoris and almost fainted. She could hear a
someone shrieking but who and where she didn't know. Gradually
she realised that it was herself but she couldn't help it.
Somehow they got out of the shower and onto the bed still wet.
They wriggled and slid over each other's hot wet bodies until
neither of them could come any more.
Finally, they got dressed.
Saneetra was hungry and they decided to wander down to Richoux at
the bottom of the street in the cut through. As they rounded the
corner they came face to face with the Viking. Saneetra was
disappointed to see that he was wearing trousers.
"Well" she said with
a big smile "I have just been telling Elli of your exploits
in the river"
His face dropped and he looked
badly shocked but she continued.
"Yes, he dived in and
rescued a girl who was in difficulties in a boat"
The Viking's eyes widened and
Elli ran to him and threw her arms round him. They hugged and
kissed but when they turned to look at Saneetra she had
disappeared from sight. Boredom had set in and she had gone off
in search of fresh conquests.
A bit later she regretted having left Elli with the Viking. That's the trouble with a Chinese Dish - half an hour later you feel like another one....
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