Thread: Summer Birds {fate and cowboy}

We might want to split these up into individual threads for each girl, although at later times, they may get back together for certain activities. Just a thought let me know how you feel about that. Aurora watched as Shelby finished her fruit, then she smiled and took her guest's arm in a gay, almost sisterly manner. Just place yourself in my hands, Shelby. We'll have a wonderful afternoon. Let's go. With a gentle laughter, they set off toward the spa. They went in through a pair of swinging doors to a reception desk, where another lovely island native woman greeted them, especially her boss. Hello Aurora, come for your treatment today? She looked curiously at Shelby. Yes, Tavia, the owner smiled. This is my new friend Shelby, and I was hoping there might be room to squeeze her in with me today. Yes, well, the receptionist hesitated slightly, consulting her digital schedule. We are a little tight this afternoon, but, um we only have one mud pit reserved for you, Aurora. If you wouldn't mind sharing... Aurora smiled and nodded toward Shelby. The pits are roomy enough for two, Shelby, if you don't object. Believe me, you'll hardly notice a thing. And the massages? she turned back to Tavia. Oh, we'll find a way to handle that, don't worry, Tavia smiled confidently. Whatever the boss wanted, she would get. Why don't you both come along with me to the changing rooms. She led them through another pair of doors into a hallway lined with open doorways. Immediately to their right was a large locker-type room, divided into small cubicles with separating walls about shoulder high. They gave a sense of privacy without cutting the women off from still conversing with their friends. Aurora and Shelby were led to adjoining cubicles. Within the private space was a padded bench for sitting while dressing, half a dozen tall lockers and twice as many small ones. Next to the tall lockers were several terrycloth robes hanging on hooks. Aurora had turned her back to Shelby and was removing her wrap-around, revealing panties with a matching floral pattern to the bra of her bikini. She bent over gracefully, one hand steadying herself on the separating panel between her and Shelby, while she slipped off her heeled sandals and put them in a small locker. You can help yourself to one of the robes once you've undressed, she said to Shelby, and then we'll make our way to the mud bath. She reached around her smooth back to unclasp the swimsuit top, and slipped the bottoms down her lean legs to pool at her ankles. She bent over at the waist to reach down and snag the small stringed panties and put everything in the same small locker. With her back still turned, she grabbed a robe and slipped it up her arms onto her shoulders. She turned back to Shelby, still in the process of closing her robe, giving Shelby an instant's glance at her pert breasts, lean belly, and trim flawless thighs before the flaps came together and she secured the robe with the sash. She smiled invitingly at Shelby over the separating panel. Ready for the soak of your life? she said and twitched her head toward the door. At the door to the changing room, Tavia met them again and led the way down the hall to one of the last doorways. Once they stepped through the doorway, the temperature seemed to rise fifteen or twenty degrees. The room was dominated by a rectangular pit in the floor, about six feet long and three wide. It was full of warm mud, with a slightly more liquid consistency than you'd find after a rainy day in the yard. And it smelled delightful - fruity and sweet, with a touch of perfume. Tavia motioned for Shelby to take one end and Aurora the other. Just remove your robes and slip into the baths, she nodded to them. Aurora gave Shelby and encouraging smile, then she undid her sash as Tavia slipped behind her. The robe slid from her shoulders as Tavia moved it down the beautiful woman's arms, folding it and placing it on a shelf in the wall behind her. Aurora held Shelby's gaze for a long moment, then bent one leg to lower the other into the mud bath, the oozing substance slowly covering up what had been revealed. Aurora hit bottom with her thigh nearly buried in the mud, then she gripped the edge and lowered her other leg, and then began to slowly slide her upper body down. When she was done, only her neck and head were still visible. Tavia placed some kind of waterproof pillow behind her neck, and Aurora smiled, watching as Tavia came to stand behind Shelby, placing her hands on the robe at the guest's shoulders. Note I don't really know anything about spa treatments. I'm making this up as I go along. If you wish to correct my more ridiculous errors, feel free. Miora was barely out the door of the cabana, when she heard the start of a commotion in one section of the pool. There had been a splash at the base of the climbing wall, and now it looked like someone was floating in the deep end, face down. Barely had she noticed it, when she felt herself brushed aside as someone, Dash, she realized, swept past her at almost a run. He was whipping off his shirt, leaving his trim, athletic body in swim trunks. In an instant, he was at the pool's edge and unhesitatingly dived into the water like a racer. A few strokes brought him to the floating body, which he turned over, gathered up, and pulled to the nearest side of the pool in seconds. He hoisted the young man out onto the deck and joined him a moment later, looking quickly but carefully at the victim's head, then arranging him for CPR. Only a few pumps brought the young man to a fit of coughing as swallowed water gurgled from his throat. Lay back, Dash directed calmly, folding a beach towel under his head. Another waitress from the cabana placed a black bag beside him, and Dash pulled out a flashlight and shined it in the boy's eyes, testing pupil response. Then he peered again at his head, feeling the bruise with his thumbs. Soon he'd pulled out some gauze from the bag and was gently applying some disinfectant to the wound. I told you-all to be careful on that wall. I swear, next to wind surfin' that's my biggest source of bizness. I don't see any concussion, boy, but I suggest you get that girlfriend a' yours to take you up to your room for some TLC the rest o' the day. An' you call the resort clinic if you feel any dizziness the next twenty-fou' hours, ya hear? He closed up his medical bag and helped the boy to his feet, then watched as a bikini-clad girl put his arm on her shoulder and guided him away from the pool. Dash looked up to see Miora watching with others who had gathered around, and shrugged playfully. He flashed her a smile. Ma and Pa an' all the rest of the cousins were right proud when I got my license at Hopkins, he said, exaggerating his accent. This place needs a doctor, but the real money's in mixing drinks. Hope you find the man you'll be braggin' about, young lady. Have a good afternoon. He swept his hand down his arms, wringing off some excess pool water, then started back toward the bar. Laurie smiled and put her hand on Rose's arm reassuringly. Maurice, why don't you set up the massage table on the balcony, and then leave us girls for a little privacy, eh? She turned back to Rose. Once he's gone, you go into your room and strip down. There's very comfortable beach towels on the shelves. Wrap yourself up in one and meet me on the deck. I'll get my things together and meet you there. Maurice found the folded massage table in a closet and went around to the back on the balcony, unfolded it and locking in the clips that made it a sturdy padded bench about six feel long, comfortably padded, complete with a headface support attachment. He also set up a small table near it, where Laurie could put her lotions, and a stool if Laurie needed to sit. He then came around to nod to Laurie that all was set. Rose had gone to her bedroom to change. Maurice spoke softly to Laurie. You goin' to ban me from all your fun, my sweet? he teased her. Laurie also checked to make sure they were not overheard. Little bud needs to flower, my friend. We must encourage her in the soil that supports her best. Once she blossoms, there will be plenty of nectar for all the honey bees to dip their noses. A bit louder she added, Now you run along to the resort, Maurice. No doubt you can be of some use there until we call. Maurice stuck his tongue out at her playfully, then said a farewell and headed back to the path and the resort. Laurie took her bag to the deck and began setting up bottles of scented lotion on the table. She was sitting on the stool when Rose appeared. Ah, come here, Missy. Let me help you with that towel. Just get comfortable face down here, and I'll adjust the head piece. There were levers that moved the padded open face support to the right height and distance for Rose's tastes. Laurie lowered the towel and folded it until it was just a narrow strip covering Rose's ass, leaving the rest of her back and legs available for massage. Laurie snapped open a bottle and dabbed scented oil onto her hand, then rubbing both hands to make them soft and slick. Then standing at Rose's head, she leaned over and began sensuously rubbing the guest's shoulder, neck and down her back.