Thread: Summer Birds {fate and cowboy}

As Aurora left her office, she was quickly approached again by Shelby, the taller blond. It was clear she wanted to know more about the schedules. I was on my way for a snack, Aurora smiled at her. Why don't you come with me and we can talk at the snack bar. She led Shelby through the lobby area and into a large room that served as the nightclub during the evening hours. There was a stage at one end of the room, and a serving bar along the back wall, which served drinks and snacks at night, and day snacks and lunches during the day. Aurora led Shelby to a couple of the two dozen stools at the bar. There were half a dozen guests ordering early lunches, and a trio of servers behind the counter. As soon as one of them saw Aurora, she came directly to meet her. Hi, Aurora, she greeted her boss. The new arrival was another dark, lovely young woman. She wore a silver bikini top and white shorts that stood out against her ebony skin. She was more busty than her boss, with hips to match, and long straight hair that ended in curls at her neck and had a dyed red streak in one of her bangs. Her open smile included Shelby. You want your usual? she asked Aurora, and turned to Shelby. And what can I get for you this morning, sweetie? Aurora nodded to her expected order and laid a gentle hand on Shelby's arm. I'm having a fruit plate, a delicious and light morning pick-me-up that won't spoil your lunch. You should try it. Delora here is our chief cook and executive chef, she designs all our exclusive meals. Once Delora left to prepare their orders, Aurora turned her full attention to Shelby's questions. You wanted to know about the spa? We're very proud of it, and it's become immensely popular. Almost too popular, I'm afraid, and we need to expand it. You can make an appointment for mud baths, avocado packs, full body massages, Brazilian bikini wax, manicure and pedicure, hair styling... Their schedule is packed, I'm afraid, so it may be two or three days before you can get in. On the other hand, Maurice and Laurie are both certified in all treatments. They can do anything you want at your bungalow, and you won't have to wait for an appointment, just tell them what you want. Anything short of the mud bath. It's all part of your package. She paused as the food arrived. Shelby's, of course, was laced with Formula Forty-one, and this would be Shelby's first dose of it. Aurora watched as she began to pick at her food with a friendly smile. Most of our planned social events are outside, by the pool and beach. It's so warm and comfortable, we light tiki torches, the outside bar serves food and snacks, and local musicians provide music. If you like that scene, you can wander over her around eight. On Friday nights we book a band from the mainland, for a concert-slash-dance party in here. We use the hall other nights for late night entertainment, usually scheduled for after midnight. Everything from jazz singers to blue comics to magicians. These tend to be locals, but they are good entertainment I promise you. Any other questions? Miora had asked about drinks, and been directed out to the main pool. She could see it was a large one, with amenities like a couple of twisty water slides, low and high dives, even a climbing wall at poolside if you slipped, you fell into the deep end. The beach was within sight beyond the pool, an easy walk down a few paths to the gentle blue-green waves of the Carribean. And next to the pool, and the focus of her attention, the grass and leaf decorated open building with the large bar. There was a lot of traffic in and out of that building, guests entering with empty cups and leaving with full ones. Miora found an empty perch at the bar, and watched as a handsome black man nudged a female server aside and stepped up to her. His hair was very short and neat, a curly headed coating to a lean handsome face. He was wearing an open beach shirt, brightly patterned, and a single gold necklace, his only subdued bit of bling. Hi, how are you doin'? he greeted her with an accent that wasn't from the island, but had more of a tinge of southern United States. I'm Dash, the head bartender here. What can I get you? Shortly he brought her her order, a perfectly made drink with a dash of Formula 41. He leaned on the counter toward her, his smile friendly and charming, ready to make small talk if she was interested. The trio of started out toward the bungalow. Laurie was friendly with the shy younger woman, linking her elbow with Rose's, laughing gaily, with Maurice, his arms bulging with the guests' bags coming behind them. You'll get to find your way before you know it, dear, Laurie was assuring Rose as they moved out of the main building and along a path that paralleled the beach but moved through a thick patch of lush foliage. Laurie delighted in pointing out different flowers and even a few colorful birds that had made nests in the mini-rain forest. After a short walk, the 'jungle' thinned out, and they were walking on sand toward a nice house ahead. If Rose was expecting something like a cabin, or even a hut, she was instantly assured. The house was built on raised stilts, to allow for high tides and unexpected waves. They climbed the outside steps to an open porchterrace that surrounded the house. Laurie unlocked the front door and handed the key and two copies for the other girls to Rose. The door opened to a spacious open lounge, flooded with light from windows in both the front and back of the house, and decorated with several comfy looking pieces of furniture lounge chairs and sofas. To one side, a half wall, cut open with a serving window, and open door, led to the kitchen, something suitable for hosting a party, if need be, Laurie told her suggestively. Maurice was moving down the short hall in the other direction. There were two doors on either side. Three led to spacious bedrooms, each with a queen sized bed and sliding glass door onto the terrace. Two faced the beach, one inland. The one looking inland revealed a large hot tub built into the back side of the terrace. The fourth door led to a shared bathroom, but one as large as a bedroom. It featured a large bathtub with jacuzzi jets, a standing glass-enclosed shower, a counter with two matching sinks and a well-lit makeup table with mirror. A corner closet seemed very well equipped with fluffy bath towels and several wildly patterned beach towels. All yours, missy, you an' your friends, Maurice told her gaily, sorting through the bags he was carrying to find Rose's. You be the first, so you gets the first pick, he added. Which one do ya' want, me girl?