Storm Ashore 
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
When you go ashore, watch out for any storms heading your way!


Storm Ashore

Doug looked around, everything seemed to be in order, and running smoothly as
things always did here on this boat! Well Doug wasn't too sure if it was a
boat, a ship, or maybe a yacht? It was big, it was in the water so as far as
he was concerned it was a boat, or maybe a ship, but it was a luxury boat, so
maybe again it was a yacht! Who knew? Doug didn't, but driving, sailing this
'vessel' wasn't part of his job, so it didn't matter, his job here, on the
ship, was security, and he was good at that.

The boat, the ship, was the SS Desire, which was indeed a luxury yacht, in
fact it was an over the top, even extravagance yacht. It was a large vessel
and for a price, a very high price it could all be yours and yours alone, you
could take your friends and family away anywhere, but it would cost, a lot!
Otherwise, it took on a number of guests, still at a price, a high price. It
sailed around all the exotic, sunny and what some people would call paradise
islands, cities and places of the world. But yes, of course, it would cost a
great deal. With its onboard casino, gym & spa, first class catering and
accommodation and even its own onboard swimming pool.

The SS Desire was one of those luxuries that came with a price tag, but that
also meant it came with a few extras. The yacht, the boat and it crew where
all there for your pleasure, what every that might be! It was private,
exclusive and catered for everyone, who could afford it, and for all their
needs, all their 'desires!' The crew where their to please and give their
guests the best time they could have, which meant, what went on, here onboard
the Desire, stayed here on the Desire, so to speak.

So, for someone like Doug who job was security, he had, for the most part, a
quiet and easy time. He didn't have to look after the passengers, or their
needs, he just had to make sure everyone was safe ... ... Unless a little bit
of risk, a little bit of 'discomfort' came into your desire, which of course
was left to the normal ships staff the take care of! The staff who looked
after the guests were 'encouraged' to make sure each and every guest had the
most wonderful time possible while onboard. No matter what it took to please
the guest, every form of entertainment, of satisfaction was available, all you
had to do was ask a member of staff and you'd get it!

So, with all this Doug did get to see a few things that made him look twice
and think, 'really!' But generally, if every was safe while they were having
fun, so long as the ship wasn't in any danger, then it was all OK! And while
the ship, the boat, the yacht was sailing around in whatever sea or ocean this
was, Doug had never been that good at Geography. So long as everyone stayed
safe this security man had an easy life and a well-paid and simple job.

It was early on Monday morning, or was it Tuesday, well Doug wasn't too sure,
as the days here onboard all seemed the same, filed with sun, sea and ... ...
for the passengers that is. In the boat's reception area, he could see the
list of menus on the boards for the different restaurant and knew it must be
Tuesday. As in the Green Room Restaurant it was seafood night, so it was
definitely Tuesday. Doug liked the food here onboard, planned his evenings
around what restaurant was serving what style on what day. So, seafood meant
Tuesdays.

At the reception desk he picked up his duty security report that the ships
manager sets out each day, as she did for each department onboard. As always
there wasn't much on the first page, the weather forecast was for clear skies
and hot sunshine, no sign of any storms, so that was always good. Everything
else was just routine. Then on the next page, 'Arh! Docking at midday on the
island of ... ... St. White's. Which to him sounded slightly Caribbean, so
that's maybe where they were? But what would he know? It was going to be a
short stay over, just for the afternoon as this Island, although it had a
couple of really plush, exclusive hotels it wasn't a real tourist destination

This was a new stop off for the SS Desire, the ship had not been here before.
But once they'd taken on a few supplies they'd be heading off in the early
evening ready for an overnight sail followed by a 2 day stop over on a
neighbouring Island. This was now where Doug and his job came in, the security
of the boat and the passengers while in dock. There was the itinerary of what
was going to happen while they where in dock, taking on of provisions and
stock, that sort of thing, the passengers would be allowed to go ashore, all
very normal. And there would be a few of the local market traders allowed
onboard. To set up small 'stalls' in the reception area, for those passengers
who didn't want to disembark, again all very normal. As the crew and staff of
the ship all had their assigned jobs when the ship was in dock, all Doug had
to do was walk around and double check everyone was doing their job. Simple!

Security wise this was as exciting as it got for the man, but as this was a
new port for the ship to arrive in it did mean new faces on the dockside. So,
he'd have to be on the ball when going around doing his checking. But for now,
there was still a few hours before they sighted St White's and landed, so he
could pass the time with a walk around the ship. Checking that everyone was
safe and behaving themselves, he laughed to himself at that thought. As if the
people, the guests here on this boat would be 'behaving themselves!'

He went around, checking that everything was in order, well 'in order' for
this boat, the SS Desire. Down to the cargo area and kitchens, making sure
that everyone knew their jobs when they landed at the dock. The importance of
checking who came aboard with supplies, checking what they delivered and that
they left the ship straight away. 'Good all done there.' Then Doug caried on,
through the casino area, he liked to walk through here, it gave the players a
sense of safekeeping seeing him here.

At one of the card tables table number 3, Tammy the duty dealer had already
palmed her 'special pack' of cards out the way. She was a good employee here,
good at her job in the casino, good with the customers and no one would
suspect that she'd been 'playing her own game' here for a while now. A 'doggie
pack of cards' a couple of deals here and there that went 'her' ... ... that
went 'The houses' way, that sort of thing. But she was a very clever woman,
never taking too much, and only now and again, so you get away with it. After
all, getting away with a good amount is far better than getting caught with a
whole load, isn't it?

At the crap tables Jonny, her 'partner' in all this seeing Doug enter the room
used his 'skills' to remove the dice that he'd 'supplied' for the last two
throws. Replacing them, unnoticed of course, with the real disc he should be
using. But even so a couple of throws every hour or so still provided, with a
bit extra 'slight of hand', providing a good extra income for him too! The
secret was always to use your special cards, or disc, just a few times, no
matter who was losing, how drunk they were. Which could have its own danger
when trying to cheat a drunk. But most important was, just a few times, then
have a good break, and no one then gets suspicious.

Doug said hello to Derek who was a regular here and looked as if he was having
a bit of bad start to the day. Then the security man moved off and took a walk
towards the spar and sports area, a facility here on the boat that he used
himself quite a bit. But it was also good to be seen here too when he was on
duty. Going through the gym area there were some of the normal people he'd
expect to be here already working their bodies, and he had to admit some of
these ladies had good bodies to work! Then carrying on past the large glass
wall, where on the other side, were the steam rooms and massage area. There
was a lot of steam, mist, already in that area and as he walked past there was
just a few blurred outlines of people in that steam.

Further along, near to the door, and the steam was thinning out, and through
it could be seen three, quite lovely if not older woman, all with towels
around them, 'Dame!' The women were happy, smiling, laughing and by the looks
of it heading off in the direction of the hot tubs. Doug grinning, thinking to
himself he'd like to join them all there too! With that thought going around
inside his head he carried on with his duties and towards the stairs for the
upper floor, or was it a deck? Back behind him, on the other side of that
glass wall the mist and steam was now fading more. Now it could be seen that
there were the bodies of three of the staff, lying there, still, and on the
floor there. Three of the ship sports staff, all out cold after being put
there by the three women who'd gone in for a massage before their trip to the
hot tub to relax.

So why was it that the three men were lying there out cold. Well, it could
have been that a man tweaked a sore muscle on one of the women, or a man put
his hand, where he thought it was OK to go, but she didn't. Or maybe it was
just one of the male staff members thought he could have a bit of a 'holiday
romance' with a fit older woman. Or it might have been all three, who knew.
But the women weren't having any of it, as these laid-out men's bodies proved.
When the women wanted 'something' they would take it! After all everything was
on offer here on the SS Desire, it was for the guest to take their pleasure.
Not for the staff to give when they thought, not until they were told to, of
course!

Doug was now already up onto the upper desks, everything looked good, as did
the women who were out here enjoying the cloud free morning and that hot sun
beating down on them. The security man took a stroll along the upper deck
towards the rear of the boat, to where there was a swimming pool, as if there
wasn't already enough on this ship to keep people occupied. He stopped by the
rail and looked out over the area and again it all seemed to be ... ... !
Well, it all looked as he expected it to be! Especially as he'd seen what had
been going on here in this part of the ship over the past few days!

As he stood there, checking the 'security' of the area. There was a 'similar'
seen to what he'd seen for the past few days. On one side of the pool there
was a line of plush cushion seats, posh sunloungers. The kind with its over
drapes and canopy, the ones that looked more like a four-poster bed that a
sunlounger. But as this was a luxury yacht, ship, then all those indulgences
and fancy things were available, even expected. But it wasn't the fact that
these items where there on one side of the pool. It was the fact that
occupying one of these select, 'posh' sunlounger beds was a young lad. A
youthful boy by the name of Luke who seemed to like this spot, this lounger
bed that he was currently laying on as he looked out onto the yachts swimming
pool.

Two days ago, the ships security man had watched while the boy was lying on
that same covered sunlounger while he was having his cock sucked on by, and it
must be said, by one of the ships more than lovely members of staff. The black
female member of staff, Madeline, had taken a liking to the young white boy
and wanted what he had in his shorts. What Madeline wasn't she normal gets
too, and the lad wasn't complaining, as she did have a very good tongue and
mouth action. At the same time as Luke was being 'seen to', the lad had been
watching the 'antics' of a female guests on the other side of the pool. An
older woman called Abigail who'd not been satisfied with the service she'd
received from some of the staff. So much so that she'd beaten a couple of
members of the male staff team that were working around the pool. The boy
seemed to enjoy watching this woman, Abigail, as she worked the men over and
of course as Madeline worked him over with her mouth.

But this in itself wasn't unusual as on this boat the guests were very much in
charge. So, if the 'service' wasn't up to standard, then they could and they
did, rebuke the staff member responsible! Well, the SS Desire did have a
'certain reputation' for strictness! Of course, the security man had not
intervened it was the guests 'right' to carry out such 'punishment' for poor
or inappropriate service. As for Madeline, well it was also expected for all
staff member to 'fully' make sure guests were given the 'correct' attention
they needed. So, they enjoyed their stay here onboard! So, everything had been
normal and no one batted an eyelid to the goings on, that had gone on.

Then the following day, which had been yesterday, the security man had noticed
the boy was again laying on that same covered sunlounger. But this time
sucking on his cock in the sun by the pool was the woman, Abigail, who'd
beaten those staff members up the day before hand. Doug had also noted later
that the boy, the older woman, Abigail and the black staff member Madeline had
all left together heading towards the cabins! But before they had all left,
while Abigail's mouth and tongue had been working hard on the boy laid there,
getting sucked off again. He'd been again looking over the pool towards two
other women who also seemed to be displeased with some service they'd
received! Two women, one older, one a bit younger who'd taken to disciplining
another poor male member of staff whose service was up to the standard
required!

And now, today, the boy was laying there with these two women, the one older,
the other a bit younger. With one on each side of him and with one woman again
using her mouth on the lad! Nearby and the woman Abigail was lying down on one
of those massage table. While the black woman Madeline had her oil, covered
hands working the older woman's naked upper body while she 'relaxed' her! Back
on the sunloungers and the boy was still looking out across the pool again,
and Doug thought it best to leave now. Just in case there was another incident
with a staff member not doing his job properly and getting 'rebuked' for it!

Well, it did seem as if this boy was laying there ready to watch a female go
to work on the other side of the pool. As if he was choosing his next
companion to join him on his comfy lounger for the next day!

Doug turned and left, he had looked the boy up in the passenger manifest and
seen that he was travel with his family, his father, Derek, was currently in
the casino and losing. The older woman the boy had enjoyed the attentions of,
Abigail, was in fact his Aunt who was travelling with the family and right now
one of those women who was lying next to him right now was his ... ... well
you don't want to know about that! (Reader may wish to read previous - Desire
Under the Sun.)

As he turned and stepped away there was WHACK! The sound of 'something' being
hit and then a male voice crying out, ARRRRHHHH! Doug didn't bother to look,
he'd see a note in tomorrow's staff report of 'someone's' poor service, it
would say 'around the swimming pool area' and he'd know! He did however wonder
that if tomorrow, the 'annoyed' guest would then find her way under that
covered canopy next to the boy and it would then be her turn to ... ... !

So, after a look around the ship and everything was as he expected it to be.
The island of St. White's was in sight and they were heading into the harbour
to dock. It wouldn't be long now and then he'd need to be fully aware with all
these 'new' people about, it was time for the man to step up and do his
security job.

When the ship landed in the dock the crew got to work, securing the vessel,
gang planks in place as passengers disembarked for the afternoon and supplies
were taken aboard. Of course, all access to the ship was closely supervised
and Doug would be there to oversaw all of this.

The security man moved around from one area to another, areas that now had
that limited access from those coming in from the dock area. He checked the
storage area and kitchens, making sure each manager on duty there was doing
his job. Then it was of to the embanking station, and checking, this time that
the chief steward on duty was logging in and out all those who left and came
in. As he was there at the station that young lad from the swimming pool area,
Luke, was heading off the boat. With him where the two, attractive women, the
older one and the one a bit younger than her lovely female companion. The same
two women that had been 'keeping him company' there on the covered sunlounger!
The older of the two women asked one of the stewards there about local bars
and was given directions. Then with an arm around each of the women's waits,
the boy and his ladies left the boat. 'What has that boy got that I ... ... ?'

Doug shook his head in wonder, as another couple more guests went by and then
there was Derek, the Father of the lad Luke. The man who'd spent most of his
time on this cruise in the casino. A man who wasn't having the best of luck
with the cards or the dice and a man who'd heard that here in the island there
were a few games he could join in! Now this seemed to be a chance to change
his luck, well 'a change is as good as a rest' as they say. Chance for a new
game, different surroundings, different cards and maybe his luck would change.
Well, that's what he was hoping!

A few more guests went by Doug as he stood there and then there was the older
woman, Abigail, the security man had seen laying next to the boy, the other
day on that posh sunlouger. The older woman who'd sucked her Nephews boy cock,
the women who was his Aunty! This older woman was all happy and smiley as she
walked along with Madeline, the noticeable, as she was attractive, black
female member of staff. The woman who'd also enjoyed a certain 'oral action'
with the boy, the lucky sod! Doug double checked the list on his board and
yes, Madeline was on her day off today, so she was allowed off the boat as
they were in dock!

The security man looked down the gangplank at the line of passengers going
ashore. In particular the boy, Luke, with the two women, one of whom was his
Mother all heading off towards the bars. The Father off to find a new game to
paly and try to claw back some of his losses. The older woman, the Aunt with
the younger and attractive female member of staff, going off to ... ... well
who knows what? Doug turned, shock his head again in wonderment and now headed
off towards the reception area, still questioning what that boy had that he
didn't!

The reception area was busy with a number of locals having already set up
their small stalls, with their products and souvenirs on the outside of the
circular area. There was already a number of passengers walking around,
looking and buying. It was here and now that Doug the ships security man first
saw, her! She was one of the locals, a woman, a girl from the island they'd
docked at, she was here with all these traders, but she wasn't selling
anything. In fact, she didn't have a stall, she didn't have anything to sell,
she was here not to sell, but to take!

At first it was how she looked, that caught the man's eye, after all he was a
man and she did look ... ... ! Well, he did notice her and then he saw what
she was doing! She was a young thing, a teenager but, but from what he could
see it was difficult to put an exact figure, an age, on her. She was short,
well a short teenage girl, so there was nothing unusual about that, but she
also had something about her. Not just her looks which was enough to catch his
eye, but also the confident, assured way in which she carried herself and
moved around. Not cocky or anything like that, not even to be noticed, in fact
the opposite, she seemed as if she wanted to blend in, but? But he couldn't
put his finger on it, but she was indeed a girl who knew what she was after,
what she wanted and an assured look that she was going to get it!

First there was the way she was dressed, and why he'd first noticed her, in
her bare feet and with her good legs, even though she was 'average' height,
maybe a touch shorter, for a teenage girl, her legs looked quite long! Maybe
it was because there was a lot of them on show, as you had to go up past her
thighs to her tight white shorts. A pair of old cutdown white jeans, past the
tight jean shorts there was bare midriff. Flat, toned and showing more of her
dark skin, that went up to a white, and old, shirt. One that had been rolled
up and tied in a knot just under her chest, and showing that bare, dark
midriff off. The shirts sleeves were also rolled up, high and there were
buttons undone, so, as she moved around, Doug, from where he was stood, up on
the stairs, could catch a glimpse of a light blue bra.

Past this there was a multi-coloured beaded necklace that hung down, swaying
as she moved. Then there was her face, not overly attractive, but not bad. Her
red lips looked nice, as did her dark hair, all braded, with strands of all
different lengths. The longest going down halfway between her jaw line and her
shoulders. In those beaded strands there was a few coloured beads here and
there, to match her necklace and added to her Caribbean island paradise look
that she seemed to have. Which was surprising to Doug as he didn't realise,
until now there even was a 'Caribbean island paradise look!'

The only downside to all this, how she looked was the expression on her face.
Cold, sharp, concentrated, but there was a reason for that and one that Doug
was soon to find out. He had a good view of the reception area from where he
was stood up on the stairs that lead up to the next floor, deck. So, seeing
her and how she looked, his eyes were now fixed on her, following her as she
moved around. That's when he saw what she was 'up to', why she had that
concentrated look on her face. As he watched she moved up behind a big fat man
looking intently as some local crafts on one of the makeshift stalls. The girl
moved up close to him, up behind him, unnoticed, mixing in with all the other
people that were now there. Then without being noticed she picked the back
pocket of the man, lifting, taking his wallet! 'So that's what she's up to!'

She was a 'dame pickpocket!' Working the tourists, that was her game. Doug
went to move in, to 'arrest' the girl, well he was 'the law' here onboard. As
he moved down the stairs a group of people were coming up, there was some
scuffling around as he tried to get through them. Which caused a slight
commotion and got noticed by the girl who 'recognising authority' when she saw
it, knew it was time to get out of here. So, by the time Doug was at the
bottom of the stairs the girl was already off and stepping onto the gangplank,
getting off the ship, 'Dame!'

But he wasn't to going to give up that easily and he was soon after her, down
the gangplank and onto the side of the dock. On dry land he stopped, looked
around through the number of people milling around there and, 'where the hell
did, she go?' He looked, 'Arrh! There!' and he was off in the direction of the
quayside and towards the town area. He quickly followed and the chase was on.

'The Chase', took Doug along the quayside, up towards the centre of the town
they'd docked in. Towards it, through the market that was between the dock and
the town area and where he nearly lost sight of her a couple of times. But her
white clothing caught his eye and he had her back in his sight. So, he carried
on after her, through that market, out the other side and now into a more
built-up area of the town. Down this street, then that road, turning left then
right and then into what looked like a long but somewhat narrow thoroughfare
she went. A narrow street, if that's what it was, made up of all kinds of
different buildings, a few shacks, some small shops and the rest people's
houses, homes. All made of wood and most in need of repair or a lick of paint.
But now he was getting closer and closer to the girl, almost within reaching
distance, almost there!

As he chased after her, his arm came up, he starched but he was still that bit
too far away to grab hold of her. But of course, the girl knew he was there
behind her, she knew he was close, too close to her. She knew that she had to
shake him off, and as he stretched out one more time, and this time he 'knew'
he had her, as the tips of his fingers could feel the cloth of her white top,
that's when she made her move!

The girl moved, it might have been because she knew exactly where she was, had
the advantage of local knowledge or was it just by luck that she chose this
point. But whatever the reason she was about to change the situation from a
chase, into a fight! As his hand was a millimetre away from grabbing her, she
moved and for Doug it all seemed to happen in almost slow motion. The girl
leapt off to the side, her foot came down of the third or fourth step of an
old rickety staircase that ran on the outside of the building, the house the
pair of them were running past. So, she must have known this, chosen this
spot, hadn't she?

As her foot came down on the step of that outside staircase the rest of her
body went into a spin. She went around, her body twisted, those longer stands
of her beaded hair went up and spun around like blades of a helicopter. As she
went around, her other leg was raised, her arms went out to steady herself and
as she came all the way around, WHACK! That raised leg, that bent leg had come
around, then as she came out of her spin, she flicked her leg. Sent her bare
foot into the face of the man as his head turned to followed her as she moved
off to the side.

A quite stunning and athletic, or was it gymnastic, move from the smaller,
younger black girl. That foot that was now, as she'd jumped up high onto those
stairs, the foot that was up at just about the right height to hit his face as
she brought it round. The blow was hard, forceful and for a girl, she'd put
quite a bit of force behind that kick! A force that shook Doug in a way he'd
not been shook in for a very long time.

As he shook, as his body trembled and his head filled with pain, a lot of
pain, his eyes closed so he could deal with all this. Now the girl was all the
way around and stood firmly on that staircase. In front of the hurt man with
his eyes closed, so! THUD! UUUOOOWWW! She, quickly reached out, grabbed onto
him, and getting a good hold with both hands, she pulled him to her. At the
same time raising her leg and sending her knee up and into his body as he came
her way. Into that part of his body that he really didn't want a knee to be
put!

The blow caused a sharp exhale of breath from the man, plus a sharp pain that
seemed to take a firm hold of his entire body and not only caused him to
shudder but to freeze there on the spot. The pain he was now suffering also
caused him to screw his face up and keep his eyes firmly shut tight. So, he
didn't see, CRACK! But he felt another kind of pain, to take his mind off of
what that knee had done to him. Pain to the side of his face, a hard blow that
once again shook him, made his head fly off to the side and to make him
stagger backwards.

But even though only a second or two had gone by he still managed to think to
himself, tell himself that he was in trouble here and that he needed to do
something. 'But, What?' He wasn't exactly sure, but he knew he had to take
charge of the situation and take charge of the girl, as she'd got away with
far too much! He forced his eyes open and all he could see was the sole of her
bare foot as it came out from the corner of his eye and then it was there,
right in his face, literally! SMACK!

Her foot struck, and as would be expected, it was hard across his face,
forcing him to stagger further backwards and across that narrow street. Across
it until Thud! He went back against the wall of the building behind him,
falling back against it as he stumbled back. As he fell back the girl was
already off the stairs and coming towards him, and WALLOP! As she got to him,
up close to him, through his half open squinting eye he could see her, but it
was him who made that next move. Bringing his arm up around across his body in
front of him and slapping the girl with the back of his hand as she got close.
His quick reaction had saved him from an obvious next strike, and sent her, in
a bit of shock stepping backwards and away from him.

Just at that moment when it was her turn to go staggering backwards the sound
of a motorcycle engine seemed to come charging their way. As did the motorbike
that was making the noise as it came up the narrow street and in-between the
man on one side and the girl now back on the other side. But as it passed
between them, it gave the girl the chance she needed to get herself away from
this man in authority.

As the motorbike had appeared the girl had tuned and moving quickly past that
staircase that ran up the outside of the building she now ran past. Past the
staircase over towards a large high fence at the rear. The she jumped up and
high, went up grabbed onto the top of the fence and was now clambering over it
and a second later she was gone, 'Dame!' Doug saw it all but was too slow to
react and go after her, and now she was gone, 'Shit!'

But that wasn't going to stop him, he was more with it now, thinking straight
and was now on the move. Going up the narrow street, then quickly going round
the first turning on the right and heading towards the back of that building,
towards the area where she'd jumped over the fence. He turned right again and
was looking down an empty, narrower alleyway, which would have been where she
came down after going over that fence. An empty alleyway, one she obviously
had local knowledge about, knew where she was going, knew how to get away from
him!

But he wasn't put off, Doug carried on, down that alleyway then down the next
turning to the left, then to the right and so on. He went on and on, turning
here and there going up that road, down that alleyway, but he couldn't find
her, 'Shit!' He stopped in what looked like a good size road he was now in and
looked around. But he was the only one there, no sign of the dark girl all in
white, no sign at all.

He could see up and down the road, see that he was now up high, and when he
looked down the road, he was also looking down a hill and on the town. Now on
higher ground he was overlooking a good part of the town, then the market area
and past that the dock, and harbour. He could even see his ship there, the SS
Desire and now he had to admit 'defeat' in looking for the girl, 'Crap!'

Angry and disappointed he now turned, ready to head off down the hill, back to
the harbour, annoyed with himself that he hadn't caught the girl. Turning
without looking, to walk off, and as he did so, out of nowhere, BANG! Someone
else had moved out of nearby side alleyway, again without looking. They'd
stepped out into the road and not seeing the man there; they'd bumped into
him. Doug shuddered, having not seen this 'someone', and this someone else
shock, having not seen the man. Now as they both turned their heads to look,
to see who they'd accidently bumped into, 'Shit! You!' 'What, You!'

It was the girl, that dark girl in white! It was the man from the boat, the
one in authority, the one who'd chased her!

There was a second pause, as they looked at each other, quite shocked as both
had not be looking where they'd be going and then bumped into each other. The
man looking down at the smaller local dark girl, the girl looking up at the
bigger man in authority. But it was the man, as his 'security' instinct kicked
in, who acted first, reaching out with both hands and grabbing onto the girl
before she could get away from him, again! A good firm grip on her upper arms,
so she wasn't going anywhere and, THUD! UUUOOOHHH!

But the girl, maybe a bit slower, had also reacted to this sudden 'meeting' of
the two. Her move came from her dark knee as he grabbed her and she'd sent
that knee of her up into him. A painful 'tap' to his tender area and one that
sent a chilling, electric shock feeling through his lower body, one that made
him tense the rest of his body up. He also dropped his upper body forwards;
well, it had hurt a lot! Her knee had done the trick, taken his mind off of
the girl for now and made him release the hold he had on her. An upside to
this move of hers also meant that it hurt him, hurt him a lot. Which pleased
her, as it did hurt him, which was just what she had intended!

Doug's hands let go of her and came sharply down so he could hold his hurt
area. He staggered backwards a couple of steps as the pain was intense, but
after a second or two, and a good intake of breath. The security man was able
to relax his tense body, he slowly raised his upper body up, straight, so he
could now, WHACK! UUUUFFFF! As he'd raised himself up and at the same time
opened his eyes after that knee to his groin, he saw! He saw another bare
small girl's foot come his way and with no time to move, he had to take the
swivel kick that the dark-skinned youthful female sent his way! Her 'gift' so
to speak, a 'welcome to the island', if you like. And seeing as the girl was
in a 'giving' kind of a mood, she gave him a second and third 'gift' too.
WHACK! WHACK!

The young girl moved her body well, round, all the way around for the second
strike, which again made the security man stagger backwards and followed by a
change, so her other foot was used for the third strike. Well, it would be
rude not give fully with both feet, as she was in the mood now! A giving mood,
rather than taking, and after all she'd had a good start to her takings, three
wallets it had been on that boat. Then this man, this one here, he was the one
who'd stopped all that, WHACK! A fourth swivel kick as if she was paying him
back for interrupting her 'work!'

Although she used both feet on him, Doug hadn't a clue which foot had hit
which side of his face and body. All he knew was she was hurting him with her
moves and she was fast, too fast for him to react and get out of this. As soon
as he'd been hit, staggered back and tired to shake his head free of the pain,
another foot landed and hurt him. For the girl this was becoming a nice little
workout, and she liked a bit of a workout. When she could have been bothered
to go to school the only lessons, she liked was sports. A chance to put her
body through its paces and the beat the boys of course, in any game they liked
to play!

As Doug staggered back for the last time as his head was spinning and he
wasn't sure where he was right now. The girl felt as if she was back at school
in one of her special sports lessons, the ones where her teacher got to 'play'
with her! Doug put his last foot back and somehow managed to steady himself.
Which was good and as he shock that sore felling head of his for the last
time, all he had to do now was ... ... SMACK! As he opened his eyes all she
saw was the top of the girl's head, coming his way, then as his eyes dropped
down, 'Oh Shit!'

There was the smaller, dark girl coming at him. Her arm raised, and at that
moment he noticed just how strong her arms looked, toned, and with muscle. Her
fist was clenched and there was a really concentrated look on her face. Of
course, there was some of those long beaded strands of her hair that had
flowed out to the side. The rest of her body as it seemed to swing around also
looked quite strong and toned too and he took all this in the blink of an eye.
As her fist was coming his way, he had to blink, and as he did that's when it
struck. Hit him, and hard, on the side of his face, sending a shockwave
through his head and making the rest of his body shake too.

Shake so much so that he couldn't now think straight, there was a throbbing
pain to the side of his jaw. An electric pain, doing an impression of a
pinball bouncing around inside his head and his ability to co-ordinate the
rest of is body, arms and legs seemed also to be a bit 'challenging' right now
too! But for the man, who liked to spend time in the gym, getting pulling
himself back together so he could act would only take a few seconds or so. But
it wasn't as if the girl was going to step aside and give him that time to
recover, was it. She had other plans, and so, SMACK! Doug wasn't sure where
that came from but he felt the pain the girl had intended he got.

The blow sent him staggering over to the side and without knowing it or
thinking about it, he stumbling legs took him over towards a fence. A wooden
fence that was badly in need of some repair. This part of the fence that he
fell into ran down the side alleyway that the girl had appeared out of. As his
big male body fell onto the fence there was unmistakable cracking sound of
wood breaking. Doug fell painfully into the wooden fence, it rattled and he
dropped down onto a knee. Down, hurt, on one knee, and in trouble the security
man knew he had to get himself together if he was to, THUD! UUUOOOWWW!

But she again had her own plans for him and with him falling, dropping down
she had the advantage and took it. Just like in her 'job' as a bit of a
pickpocket, she knew when to take an advantage. So, she'd once more sent her
foot into his head, the sole of her bare foot went thumping into the side of
his face as he knelt there. Which sent his constantly spinning head pounding
into that old rotten wooden fence. But, as he hit the fence, again, he caught
sight of a broken piece on one of the panels that had fallen down. In that
second, he managed to force himself to think and knew that he could use this
broken, dislodged piece of wood as a weapon!

He reached down, grabbed the broken piece of wood and then, WOOOSSSHHH! His
arm went around and out, he lashed out with the 'weapon', that lump of wood,
towards the girl. He 'had' to, and with the real intention of hitting,
striking and hurting her. This was all that was left for him now, after all
she'd used her female skill to hit, strike and hurt him, so he had to
retaliate in the only way he could. But the girl had seen him down there on
his knees going as quickly as he could to rip the wood away. So, obviously he
was going to use it, and all she had to do was wait a second or two then when
he swung the wood her way, it was easy for her to just jump out the way.

Of course, he missed her and now it would be remiss of her not to do
'something' back to him! She went forwards, lurched towards the knelt man,
fast, raised a leg and as his head moved upwards to see why he'd missed,
CRUNCH! He was looking up as her kneecap came his way, he watched it as it
came all too fast for him to react too, and straight into the centre of his
face. The girls knee sent his head, and him, backwards, crashing into that
already tatty and damaged old fence. The force of the knee, going into his
face, driving him backwards made Doug crash, back into and then through that
fence. He tumbled back, through to the other side, landing on his back on the
far side of now a truly broken old fence.

Hurt, stunned, dazed but still with some ability to think, he knew this girl
had embarrassed him, but at least no one has seen all this, but still he had
to ... ... ! Just as she was trying to clumsily get himself back up off the
floor and onto his feet. He looked up and there was a new sight for him, two
policemen, two officers who were stood either side of that gap in the broken
fence and looking down at him, 'Shit!'

What happened next was the following part of this embarrassing afternoon for
the man. Not only had a ship thief got away from him, then he'd been beat up
by a girl, put on his backside after falling through a fence and now! Now he
was being arrested! Doug protested as the officers got him up onto his feet,
read him his rights and put him in the back of the police vehicle. The girl in
white, they got her and were taking her in too.

The vehicle was an old jeep come truck, that looked as if it had been taken
apart, welded, fixed and put back together again more times than it should
have been. The rear of the vehicle was almost like a cage where he was put,
the girl was put in the back seat of the vehicle, as if to keep him and her
apart. Which Doug was quite relieved of, he didn't like the thought of being
locked in a small cage with her! The journey to the island's police station
was a short one and it didn't take long before he was now sat, in handcuffs,
in a chair in front of a desk in the police station, trying to answer a lot of
questions.

Questions like, 'what happened?' Although he was good at telling the police
officers about how he'd seen her pick the pockets of a passenger on his boat
he was less forthcoming with what happened next. So, when asked 'what happened
to you?' "She ... ... " he paused not wanting to say that she'd beat him up,
"she assaulted me!" That sounded better. The policeman turned to Doug, "she
assaults a lot of men, but they don't complain!" There was even a strange grin
on the policeman's face as he said this, then "are you going to make a
compliant?"

Doug was addiment, "yes she assaulted me and ... ... " just then another
police officer entered that main room they were all in and the room went very
quiet. 'She' was a big, strong, powerful, looking black female police officer!
A tall muscular black female whose blue police shirt with its sleeves rolled
up, seemed to be a size, or two too small. Her broad shoulders and toned arms
where very noticeable as she moved across the room to the desk where Doug was
sat next too. There she stopped and looking down at the man with this strange,
scary and quite fierce, cold and calculated look on her strong face. And for
some unknown reason the security man suddenly became very, very nervous and
uncomfortable with her stood there.

It was now that the policeman leant in, and in Doug's ear he said. "This is
the Sergeant; she's going to have a 'talk' with you about how you assaulted
the girl over there!" The security man's head spun over to where he was
pointing, to the girl in white who was sat at another desk on the far side of
the room. Sat there looking feed up at being here in the police station,
'again!'. "But I didn't do anything ... ... " Doug could see that this wasn't
going his way, the police had to believe him, didn't they? "She assaulted me!"
The policeman shook his head "I told you, Storm assaults a lot of men!" Storm,
"what storm?" Doug thought, it wasn't a storm that had done this, it was a
girl, that girl! After all there was still clear skies and a burning sun
outside! The policeman just carried on not interested in the confused look on
the man's face and what he was saying. " ... . And that's her Sister, the
Sergeant and now you'll have to answer to her!"

At that moment the tall, broad and very muscular, strong looking female police
Sergeant who was stood there next to the man. The man 'accused' of
'assaulting' the young girl, the Sergeant's Sister. Her hands came down garbed
Doug, lifted him, in one easy movement, up out of the chair and the man is now
being 'dragged' away by her. She moves towards the rear of the police station,
to where the cells were, so they can 'talk' in private! As they 'moved'
towards the cell area, as Doug was dragged there by the obviously annoyed
bigger Sister! All that can be heard over the man's pleading is "so you took
advance of Storm, did you?" The man was still confused, 'Storm what Storm!'
But Storm was the young girl in white's name. She been born during a night
when a nasty storm had hit the island and since then she'd been living up to
her name. Causing havoc wherever she went, disrupting people's lives and
leaving damage and destruction behind her, in her own way!

A storm on this paradise island she might be, but her Sister the police
Sergeant! She'd been born during a particularly fierce Hurricane that had hit
the island and ... ... ! Well, these paradise islands can be subject to a bit
of nasty 'weather' now and again, can't they?

The Sergeant carried on dragging her prisoner along, through the doorway
leading to the cells, turning around the corner and then disappearing. Then
there was the loud sound of, 'CLANG!' OOOWWWHHH! As if something, of someone
had been thrown forcefully against meatal bars! More cries and sounds of
something being hit followed and the policeman there made his way over to the
young girl. "Go on off you go, but remember your Sister will want to talk to
later about all this!" With a look of knowing she was in trouble the girl got
up and left, as she did so, "and stay out of trouble!" But what was the point
the policeman knew it would only be a matter of time before the girl would be
back here!

Outside of the police station was the towns market, where Storm now crossed as
she made her way towards the waterfront near to the dock. As the dark, small
girl, all in white made her way across the market there were others nearby
that might raise an eyebrow if they knew what this girl had been up to.

Passing the many bars along the waterside, and at one particular bar there was
a small group of those passengers from the SS Desire. A youthful lad, Luke,
who might be around the same age as the girl and with him was an older blond
woman, Joanna, his Mother. Plus, a slightly younger female a brunette and a
'friend' of the blond. The three of them were sitting outside the bar, at a
table by the dockside, and at this moment were being served another round of
drinks by a particular local and attractive female barmaid. All three of those
sat at the table looked and liked this good-looking waitress. So much so she
was instantly invited to join the trio sat there, and it wouldn't be long
before she was also invited to join them for ... ... !

As Storm carried on, the three, now four, at the bar's table were getting to
know each other. Further along and Storm past what was the start of the beach
area, which was of course near to all those bars. The young black girl passed
another group, this consisted of the Aunt, Abigail and her 'friend', Madeline,
the very attractive black female member of the SS Desire's crew. The two
'friends' had gone for a stroll around this island paradise to see 'what' they
could find! Soon they had come across a few of the guests who were staying at
the very luxury, and not too well know, hotel here on this paradise island,
The Utopia Hotel.

There were two couples who meet here on the island, at the hotel. The men,
husbands, Fathers had gone off, out on a boat on a fishing trip. Leaving their
wives and each of the men's Son's there to enjoy the beaches the island had.
The two women Abigail and Madeline noticed the two Son's, the two boys, lads
of a certain age, with a certain look that appealed to both these women! And
soon after meeting the boys on the beach, their Mother's also turned up, again
two lovely older women with their own special appeal! There was an instant
electric attraction in the air and it didn't take long before the women of the
SS Desire were invited to join these Mums and their Sons from The Utopia
Hotel. Invited to join them for ... ... ! (Reader may wish to read about The
Utopia Hotel - Wife Swop, Summer Getaway, Holiday Muscle, Business in
Paradise, Holiday Encounter & A Hot Days Challenge)

This now just left Derek who'd heard of some private but rich games that he
could join in up at a hotel here on the island, The Utopia Hotel. He'd got
direction, and was advised to catch the next bus, the number 3 bus. He was
waiting at the stop by a line of shops, as the bus should be here in a minute
or two. From just behind him Storm stepped out of a side alleyway, and
stepping over the unconscious body of a man lying there. At the same time, she
was putting a wallet, that she'd 'found' into her pocket. She stepped up to
the side of the road and put her arm out for the bus that was coming down the
road. Derek stood next to her now couldn't help but run his eyes up and down
her, 'Hmmm, nice, very nice!'

As the number 4 bus stopped the small dark-skinned girl hopped onto the bus.
Derek shook himself back to the present and quickly followed on. There was
only a couple of other people there on the bus and when Storm sat down, Derek
sat down in the seat on the other side of the aisle and opposite the girl. She
did look good and Derek couldn't help but look and smile. The girl knew there
was a man sat there, to her side, and that he was looking her way. She turned
her head, could see instantly he was a tourist, but also that he was dressed
well, with groomed hair, nails and a gold watch. Plus, the clothes he was
wearing were all designer labels and then she had an idea.

Soon they were talking and Derek felt he was getting on with the girl! Then
Storm made a suggestion to the man, she invited him to join her for ... ... !