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"Unlike Amy would have done herself, Jeremy, I know you'll
take real good care of Lindsay," Trish said to me as I stood
before her, totally stunned by her words. She wiped a tear away
from her eyes and added, "I want to go back home today. I
know it's short notice, but see what you can do. Please."
Searching for the ability to speak, I shook my head for a few
seconds before responding, "I can't believe this, Trish.
I understand if you want to be with your friends and family in
Toronto more than staying here with us on the island. But come
on... there's only a week left before it will be time to go home.
Why do you want to go home NOW?"
A new collection of tears began to form in Trish's eyes as she
replied, "Because of Lindsay. I love her so much. Each new
day I spend here will only make the pain of losing her worse in
the future." She sniffed her nose and added, "I can't
handle that. I just want to go home... today."
I let out a sigh and countered, "If that is what you want
Trish... then so be it. I'll have you on a flight today."
* * *
I received the absolute shock of a lifetime this morning when
Trish showed up at my door and informed me that she wanted to
go back home - to Canada - today.
Her reason for wanting to leave was because Trish felt as if there
was no possible way that she could stay on the island past the
allotted ten weeks. She, along with several of the others, made
the original commitment to stay with me on the island indefinitely.
But with some time to think about it, Trish felt as though she
would miss her family and friends too much to bind herself down
here.
That was perfectly understandable - and I had no problem with
it. What I still could not figure out, however, was why Trish
wanted to go home RIGHT NOW. There was only a week left on the
island. It seemed as though she would want to stay, and enjoy
her final few days in paradise.
Earlier this morning, apparently, Trish told Lindsay of her decision
to go back home to Canada after the summer ended. Since they were
in love with each other, Trish fully expected Lindsay to immediately
give in and say that she wanted to go to Canada with her. Unfortunately
for Trish, however, Lindsay had different ideas.
The 18-year-old told her girlfriend and lover that she wanted
to stay on the island with not only me, but Pamela as well. Lindsay
said that except for a trip or two each year to visit her own
family in Ohio, she never wanted to leave the island. She loved
this tropical paradise too much.
That hurt Trish, naturally, but Lindsay was also feeling the effects
as well. She loved Trish with equal passion and fervor, but decided
her rightful place in life was on the island. Lindsay tried to
talk Trish out of her decision to go home. Trish, in turn, tried
to change Lindsay's mind about wanting to stay on the island.
Neither lady was successful.
Hurt and upset, Trish then stormed into my personal suite and
demanded that I send her home - right now. After a very long and
spirited conversation between us, Trish settled down and said
she trusted I would take good care of Lindsay. I then agreed to
have her on a flight sometime later today.
If she could not have Lindsay as the main focal point for the
rest of her life, Trish did not want to spend the final week here
on the island. She felt as though seeing Lindsay for these few
last days would prolong her hurt in the future. I did not necessarily
agree with that, or even understand it.
But that was how Trish felt - and I respected that.
* * *
Joining the circle of hurt was none other than yours truly. From
the very first day on the island - some nine weeks ago - I had
watched the relationship between Lindsay and Trish first bloom,
then prosper. So much in love, they seemed absolutely perfect
together.
I thought out of all the couples on the island - except for Pamela
and myself, of course - these two went together better than any
of the others. Lindsay and Trish had a chemistry together which
was difficult to achieve in relationships. They loved each other
so very much.
Trish showing up at my door this morning and demanding that I
send her home was an absolute shock to me. It hurt me to see the
once-strong relationship she had with Lindsay suddenly in complete
and total shambles.
Only adding to my personal misery was the reason I felt I was
the one individual most responsible for this happening.
It was none other than yours truly who talked Lindsay into staying
on the island in the first place. She was all set to start a new
life in Toronto with Trish until I found that I personally never
wanted her to leave the island. So, in a bit of selfishness, I
talked Lindsay into staying here.
Things seemed perfectly fine at first, because Trish opted to
stay on the island as well. That way, both she and Lindsay could
still be together. Not only that, but I would get to experience
and enjoy Lindsay from now on myself.
However, as time went on, Trish came to the conclusion that her
family and friends in Canada were more important than committing
herself long-term here. They were so very important to her, in
fact, that she was willing to give up Lindsay to go back home
to them.
If I didn't persuade Lindsay into staying on the island, she and
Trish would still be together. They would be making plans for
the rest of their lives - in Canada - right now. I actually wanted
these two ladies to be together.
So, I had ample reason to feel as though this situation was entirely
my fault. It was not a good feeling, either.
* * *
This news came the day after Amy and Torrie also decided that
they did not want to stay on the island, either. I kind of suspected
that, however, so their decision did not have quite the frightening
impact that Trish's did.
Amy and Torrie were total, depraved sluts whose rightful place
was in porn. It took them awhile, but they finally decided that
their home was not here on the island, but in front of the blue
movie camera. That was where both of them were originally set
to go before opting to stay on the island. A week later, they
decided porn was right for them.
I had the feeling that both of them - especially Amy - would change
their mind about wanting to stay here. Indeed, it was a major
loss for me... but one I fully expected.
It seemed that with their decision, I would forever have Pamela,
Lindsay and Trish here with me on the island. One could be my
wife (Pamela) while the other two (Lindsay and Trish) could portray
the naughty, bi-sexual couple next door for us. Unfortunately,
things would not turn out that way.
* * *
I tried, albeit unsuccessfully, to talk Trish out of leaving
the island right away. I implored to her that she should at least
stay until the others went home in a week. Trish obviously loved
the island and all of the other girls;
I wanted her to enjoy her final few days here, too.
She would not give in, however. Trish wanted to go home as fast
as I could get her airline accommodations ready. If she were to
stay, Trish claimed her hurt of losing Lindsay would only multiply
with every passing day here. She felt as though the agony of that
would be too much to overcome.
After securing her an airline ticket online, I got in touch with
Ian - my helicopter pilot friend - and arranged for him to pick
Trish up in four hours. He would fly her to the mainland, then
see to it that she boarded her flight.
* * *
Holding a glass of soda, I shut off the computer and went into
the voyeur room. Torrie and Amy were busy having sex at the outdoor
pool with each other, but that - for once - did not interest me.
Trish was in her room, packing her suitcases and getting the rest
of her belongings together.
When I found Lindsay on one of the monitors, however, I suddenly
lost control of myself. I roared out in anger, then flung the
glass of soda as hard as I could against the side wall - and thus,
shattering it into a million pieces.
I immediately regretted that move, not knowing I had such a quick
hair-trigger in me. But watching Lindsay cry and sob uncontrollably
really set me off.
My feelings for Lindsay have been very well chronicled throughout
this entire story. It simply tore me apart inside to see her crying
like that.
Fortunately, Pamela was there for Lindsay in her time of need.
I watched them on the monitor as Pamela held and comforted the
tender sweetheart in her arms, allowing her to get all those painful
emotions out of her system.
Lindsay had taken full advantage of that, too, as her pretty face
was completely soaked in tears. It appeared as though she had
been crying for a very long time. I took a bit of solace in the
fact that Pamela was there with her to offer an embrace and the
occasional cheek or forehead kiss.
However, I still felt responsible for this whole mess. Lindsay
and Trish should be together. If not for me, they would be. Despite
my intense feelings for Lindsay, and the unequaled need of her
in my life, I knew there was only one thing to do. That would
be, of course, the right thing.
* * *
Without going through a detailed word-by-word account, let me
just say that when I made my way into the library - where Pamela
and Lindsay were - I had an extremely long and enlightening conversation
with both of them.
I told Lindsay that I wanted, despite my feelings, for her to
go to Canada with Trish. I felt as though both of them needed
to be together. I did not want Lindsay to miss out on being with
her true soul-mate in life, in exchange for my own selfish reasons.
It hurt me to say those words, but it was the right thing to do.
I both wanted and needed Lindsay in my life, but I felt as though
her rightful place was alongside Trish. I let her know this, and
insisted she hook back up with Trish.
I received another shock when Lindsay, through her tears, said
that she loved ME more than she ever did Trish. To be perfectly
honest, I never saw that coming - or even a hint at it. Lindsay
said that she had strong feelings for Trish and did love her a
great deal. However, she loved me more.
"I thought you wanted to stay here on the island alone with
Pamela," the teen sobbed to me, still visibly upset over
Trish's decision to leave, while also letting these never-before-told
emotions pour out. "I understood and accepted that. But...
I was so happy when you asked me to stay t-too. Now I had an invitation
to stay." Pamela gave Lindsay's forehead a kiss as she continued,
"I've never wanted to leave the island from the very moment
I stepped foot on it. I love it, and I love you, Jeremy. This
whole place is one big paradise. I-I want to stay here forever."
"You... you love me more than you do Trish?" were my
stunned words, referring to her comment from moments ago.
"Yes I do," Lindsay replied. "I love Trish a whole
lot, but I love you more, Jeremy." She looked at Pamela and
added, "I could also grow to love you." Pamela smiled
as Lindsay looked back at me. "I have a way of keeping things
to myself, Jeremy - if I want to. That's why you never really
noticed this." Lindsay cracked her first grin all day as
she added, "You never even suspected that I was a virgin
until Trish told you so. I kept it to myself."
"Tell him what you told me," Pamela said to Lindsay.
The teen sniffed again before continuing, "Seemed to me
as if you wanted to devote your life to Pamela, Jeremy. It was
okay with me, because I've always been for people being happy.
I loved you, but realized that your feelings for Pamela were stronger
than they were for me. It didn't seem like there was a place for
me amongst you two. So... I decided that my best alternative would
be Trish and Canada."
"But when you asked me if I would stay here, with you and
Pamela... I felt over-joyed. I really did. I love you; I love
the island. This is where I want to be. Sure... I'd prefer Trish
staying here too. But she doesn't want to. I can promise you one
thing, though - I'll be more happy here on the island than I would
be in Toronto, with Trish. And that's saying nothing bad about
Trish."
Pamela released Lindsay and gave her a little nudge toward me.
The teen responded by hooking her arms around my shoulders and
embracing me tightly. "I love you, Jeremy. I can be the third
wheel of a three-way relationship. You and Pamela go and get married
if you want to. Just let me come along for the ride too. I never
want to leave this place."
Encircling Lindsay with both arms, I was totally shocked and amazed
at these words while also looking at Pamela as she openly smiled
at us. "You're okay with this, honey?" I said to her.
"I mean... I don't want there to be any jealousy between
you and Lindsay in the future."
"Jealousy?" Pamela laughed. "I'm not the jealous
type.
Besides... there will be no reason for me to be jealous. I'll
be licking that little pussy of hers just as much, if not more,
than you'll be fucking it. I want Lindsay too."
Everyone wants Lindsay...
* * *
My whole summer with this group of ladies had been full of nothing
but wild twists and turns. However, nothing compared with Trish's
decision to suddenly leave.
Several of the girls tried to change Trish's mind about leaving
the island early, but their efforts fell upon deaf ears. Trish
said her good-byes to everyone, and shared a long and emotional
embrace with Lindsay. Lisa and Pamela tried one last time to change
her mind, but it was useless.
As I drove Trish in my Jeep to the helicopter landing pad on the
other side of the island, she did nothing but cry. I really felt
useless at this point myself. I also felt sick and very weak.
How else could I possibly feel?
It was obvious to me that Trish loved Lindsay with every single
every beat of her heart. I still wished, at least for her sake,
that they could be together.
I had to fight back the tears myself once we reached the landing
pad. I offered Trish's hand a gentlemanly kiss, and she responded
by embracing me tightly with both arms. My whole body shivered
as she then said, "Please take care of Lindsay for me, Jeremy.
I trust that you will."
Her eyes glistening, Trish ended the warm embrace and then kissed
my cheek. She managed a quick smile, before turning and making
her way over to the helicopter.
I ran over to Trish, and reached for her from behind. She turned
to look at me as I said, "You're welcome back here anytime
you want, Trish. You know how to get into touch with me through
e-mail. You can come back anytime... whether it be tomorrow, next
month or even next year."
"I had the best summer of my entire life," the Canadian
quietly said, a new tear streaming down her face. "I really
did. I'll never regret coming here. I just hope you take care
of Lindsay for me. I love her." Trish cracked another smile
before adding, "Thanks... but no thanks, Jeremy. You won't
be hearing from me that I want to come here again."
I stepped closer and cradled her face with both hands, then wiped
away the tear with my thumb. Next, I kissed her forehead and said,
"The offer is there, Trish, if you ever change your mind.
I know Lindsay would love you back here."
"Lindsay..." Trish sighed, a new set of tears forming
in her eyes. "Oh, sweet Lindsay..."
I offered Trish another hug, before giving her a cashier's check.
I could not send her home without any money.
Moments later, the helicopter took off and eventually disappeared
over the horizon. As I stood there and watched it do so, I felt
as though I was in a horrible dream. Did all of this really happen
to me?
Hopefully, I would soon wake up and realize that this whole day
had been nothing but a bad nightmare. I would find Lindsay and
Trish someplace on the island - hugging and kissing each other,
as they had so many times in the past.
* * *
As I drove my Jeep back to the mansion, I realized that this
was no nightmare. Trish was really gone - for good. It was rather
unfortunate, to say the least.
Even on an island paradise where I geared everything to be harmoniously
perfect, there had been problems all summer. Some of those problems
were minor, while others were major.
But things like that simply could not be avoided. It was life.
And as people, we all know that things happen in our lives that
we don't always like. All anyone can do when a situation like
that occurs is deal with it... and move on.
No matter how bad this day was for me, I would not allow it to
dampen my final week on the island with all of the ladies. I would
also see to it that despite Trish's hasty departure, the group
of Lisa, Torrie, Christina and Amy would leave this island with
nothing but positive feelings.
This final week was going to be very interesting. If I had anything
to say about it - which I did - it would also be very energetic,
lively and most of all, full of fun.
That was a promise which I made to myself. And I had every intention
of keeping it.
<<<- End of Part 28 ->>>
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