Sun on the Rocks – The Copacabana Trikini
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It’s a breezy, easy to peel humor read for adults, specializing in the trivial pursuit. These pleasant fictional amusements with a nonchalant overtone of humor, follow the adventures of several non competitive good looking women over twenty one years of age, as they leave Malibu and become a group of hostesses, ‘Sun on the Rocks’, on the cruise ship City of Wellington, a post-Panamax which makes short trips between Los Angeles and Acapulco in Mexico. The motley crew of women works as a group of entertaining amateurs and as friendly gophers on the ship, and is led to various places in the Caribbean and elsewhere by the incombustible twenty five year old Stevenson Garden Products Malibu teleoperator Clarity Nice, a woman of resourceful intuition, and acute observer of the laws of human mischief.
You can read the backstories below to follow the amusement and become familiar with some of the characters. The summary below is probably enough to follow the amusement, without having to read other ones. A note for readers : This version of the Copacabana Trikini is a limited draft of the regular banana humor version, without any explicit adult content. It has some elements of the plot, as the author works with them, during the development phase. It allows others to create their own content, using a simple outline method described. All characters of the amusement portrayed are fictional characters over twenty one years of age.
Previously in The Shabby Sheik: Watched by a ceiling camera inside a Macau casino, teleoperator Clarity Nice joins the woman watching her, videographer Plum Bailey, in a live dealer gambling room broadcasting over the internet. Plum leads Clarity with her on board Heir Force One, the plane of Sheik Haroun Al-Najib, known colloquially as Hari, after offering to him the luxurious ring made by the firm Mauboussin, brought by Clarity to Macau, which points to an ancient sorority identified by a symbol known as the ‘incomplete triangle’. Rejected by his family, known as the dumbest human loss-making machine of the Emirates, Hari likes to wear shabby clothes, which include a sweater with growths patched with puffs of woolfiller, ripped jeans, worn out brown leather shoes with one of the soles open, and housing several white pebbles.
Witnessing the eccentric plastic and gold throne of the Sheik inside his luxurious Boeing 757, Clarity and Plum become additional members of Hari’s entourage, which include his retainer Hakeem Mogadham, his Dutch butler Melchior, his personal coach Merhab Iskendar, a great fan of the Tony Robbins firewalk, his girlfriend Nora, who works for the gossip magazine Vanity Gloss, and his ‘live-in’ girlfriend Lohvia, a Slovenian beauty who enjoys ‘pearl’ panties and her time naked with the Sheik inside the plane’s solarium.
A golden bachelor with a solid reputation of lacking qualification and being indecisive whatever he does, Hari has not decided to marry, and is confused by all the women around him, who want to be near him in order to enjoy the affluent lifestyle of ‘HDH’, His Dumb Highness, as everyone else but himself thinks of him. Hari does not care about failure, and sees it as something inherent in business and in general.
Seen as a nuisance by his family for their business, because of his loss making business blunders and repeated incompetence, his list of achievements including only failures and money losing ventures or trades, Hari heads for the Caribbean to sort out his love life and make his first dollar on his own. His plane lands in the British Virgin Islands and he gets a job as waiter in a terrace of Tortola, in order to start from the bottom and begin to make his own money. After an unfortunate tip to a tourist on a penny stock which fails, Hari is fired from his job, and becomes jobless again.
Sheik Hari is a sociable guy, who trusts himself when someone else tells him he is rich. He is rich, but someone else always ends up managing his money, either his family or his retainer Hakeem, a man who resents all the fortune around him, and seeks a chunk of all the money thrown away by Hari’s disastrous forays into business, trade, or investing. Hakeem has all the power of attorney documents needed to allocate the fortune of the Sheik, and gets him another job at a BVI offshore branch of a capital markets firm, Kuwait Trade House Capital, known as Kuwait Capital.
After an email sent by error by Hari results in the landing of a consortium of journalists investigating the Sheik and the holdings of his company, Clarity helps Hari sort out some of the problems arising out of the unwanted notoriety. The mess created by Hari includes a scandal called Scrub Leaks, involving the Sheik’s family assets and other powerful members of the elite, and a money laundering charge by the BVI financial services commission, which leads Hari’s girlfriend to leave him. As a result of the mess, Hari, and Clarity, are arrested and are led to jail in Tortola.
Stuck with Hari in jail, awaiting a trial which the authorities want as example of their compliance with laundering legislation, Clarity will have to find an ingenious way to leave jail and the island, to elude the charges against them by bringing to the police commissioner those who tampered with the Sheik’s account in Tortola. Lacking any local allies, the only way for Clarity out of Hari’s mess, is to strike a deal exchanging favors with Plum, who is seeking a valuable list of connections owned by the Sheik, in order to reach the sorority headed by an older woman, Lady Mullins, which brings to their members an explanation of ‘completion’, in particular the completion of its symbol, the incomplete triangle.
Buddha Talk: Corpulent, shady genius of money flows which begin and end with the same pocket, his own, scholar of sexual ecstasy, occasional Buddhist and worshipper for good Karma of a shrine honoring a lobster which pinched his ear before ending in the lobster cooking pot. Buddha Talk is banking agent and the heir apparent of Lofty Bank, a Cayman Islands banking institution with no particular regard for its clients and a lock on ownership held by a Great Dane, Lord Moorehead III, British by upbringing and inheritance granted by Lord Moorehead II, a man, old, very old, and dead now, at age ninety seven, previous British Lord, ex-owner of Lofty Bank, a man who gave all of its wealth, nobility title and bank ownership rights to his dog.
Lord Moorehead III acts as front ‘man’ for Buddha Talk, and is also the official recipient of all bank notices by the Cayman Islands monetary authority, a convenient fact for Buddha Talk, and one bark that doesn´t cease to surprise the monetary authority who casts a recurring shadow of doubt upon the legalities of having a dog act as front ‘man’ and be the official owner of a Bank doing business in the British Overseas Territory of the Cayman Islands, located in the Western Caribbean Sea, a pleasant area to live when the money and work issues are solved. Buddha Talk likes to drive or be driven in Jaguar 73, a gadget-filled car offered as gift to Buddha Talk by Cuban dictator Fidel Castro in exchange for having sold some gold and palladium for the Cuban regime, through Banco Inter Central del Caribe y Cuba, or BICCC.
Clarity and Flower, after gaining entry as investors to the bank with the help of Clark, the owner of a diamond shop in Grand Cayman, find themselves owing nearly one hundred thousand dollars to the Lofty Bank outfit for no reason, a debt they can pay by working for the bank for fifty years, as part of the bank´s flagship product, the Crashworthy Deposit, part bank deposit paying twenty percent, part investment, part insurance policy, and part working arrangement.
Lofty has ties with the underworld, and the monetary authority of the Cayman Islands stubbornly refuses to grant it a renewal of its license, something that doesn´t stop the bank from operating in the most illegal manner, advertising its products to potential investors with an air banner carried by a Gippland 200 crop duster flying low above sunny Caribbean beaches such as those of Cayman, British Virgin Islands, Bahamas and Acapulco. This is entirely documented in The Cayman Air Banner.
Boustrophedon: Large, ancient grey stone inscription filled with Greek letter symbols. In a boustrophedon, direction of the text is inverted, you have to read the inscriptions on the stone from left to right and from right to left alternatively with each line of bi-directional text. Penelope Avalon and Cassandra Scafarel believe that the Boustrophedon holds important information on ancient methods of pleasure, including comments and thoughts on the gate of pleasure, Voluptas de Naturas. The current location of the Boustrophedon that Clarity and her friend Lanai saw at Scafarel’s Hexas Style Resort in the Bahamas, is unknown to Clarity, known to:
Cassandra Scafarel: Significant other of Buddha Talk at some point, shrewd British expatriate, a businesswoman in her forties without a moral code or compass, executive head of beauty lotion outfit ‘Elony’, sold through illegal flight infomercials with the assistance of Lofty Bank. The infomercial is an excuse to sell to customers, mostly affluent women, Elony’s personal growth services, which include how to bring heaven a little closer to home, after doing away with money, in particular fifty thousand dollars that must be paid for a bottle of Elony, in order to receive a resort-pass to reach the Leisure and Pleasure Resort of Scafarel, the Hexas Style Resort in the Bahamas island of Eleuthera.
Hexas Style was partly dismantled in The Bahamas Lotion, by Al Donway and the Sensual Brigade of Central Intelligence, or Sensual Intelligence, a group of attractive women ensuring Law and Order are respected, along with their bodies. The Brigade’s most representative member is agent Money Fact, the woman who introduced Clarity to the nine hour oil-optional massage, proof that work is not a necessary part of life. Money Fact excels at action, mentoring and faulty logic. After a decidedly last minute and decisive intervention of Sensual Intelligence at Hexas Style, Scafarel manages to flee from the Bahamas resort on her private yacht, with the Boustrophedon, but without some secrets regarding pleasure, including the:
Imperial Pelican Fabergé Egg: Intricate egg, or jewel, depending on how hungry you are, eight inches high, made of varicolored gold, opalescent blue enamel and watercolor on ivory. It is known as the Xenia Imperial Pelican Fabergé egg, and belongs to the Private Collection of Maria Feodorovna, Empress Consort of Russia in 1898. The egg, commissioned by Maria Feodorovna to provide, handle and store, all of her private items of pleasure, went through the hands of Occidental Petroleum tycoon Armand Hammer, an art collector with close ties to the ex-Soviet Union, and has now fallen into the hands of Cassandra Scafarel, a woman who stops at nothing to understand how pleasure works, in particular how the pleasure of a woman works, including her own. The Pelican Fabergé egg, eight inches high, is hollow, and unfolds into eight miniatures, holding what’s known in Fabergé egg language, as the surprise inside, a time-tested item of pleasure for the woman, the Jade Egg, a small two inch in diameter jade egg that must be boiled before each intimate, feminine use. Owned by Cassandra Scafarel, requisitioned by the Sensual Brigade of Central Intelligence for examination.
Penelope Avalon: Sex Goddess and Go-Go girl from Las Vegas, dressed in a pink suit, user of the learjet ‘Pink Go-Go’ appropriately painted in pink. Penelope has had enough of living the plastic pleasure style of Las Vegas showgirls, and finds in the outfit of Cassandra Scafarel, the Bahamas Hexas Style Resort, a way out of Hotel California. Penelope likes attractive women unclothed, and would like to do Clarity, because she’s nice.
The Symbolic Decryptor: Thai alphabet gadget similar to a smartphone or Blackberry, which can be used as cell phone, useful for understanding all types of characters and symbols, made in VLE mode (Very Limited Edition, less than ten made worldwide) by the mysterious Oriental company known as Pentatone Scale Learning Systems.
The item, the gadget, looks like a Blackberry with keyboard, with 36 Thai character keys, doubled with the shift key, for a total of 72, instead of the 26 of the Western alphabet, and its keys are made of hard, white color plastic, similar to the color casing of the Kindle 2, cast against a grey background and a backlit screen. The decryptor can also be used as indicator of calligraphy symbols, as mantra tone guide and geo-locator, using the Global Positioning System to calculate the coordinates of any location worldwide.
Penelope Avalon received one of these decryptors from Lady Scafarel, after completing work on heaven, according to Scafarel’s personal growth system, and Clarity would like to keep the item as a souvenir, although Money Fact disagrees and is holding custody of the device for strategic and Intelligence reasons. Sure, she likes the nifty item, that’s all, and she likes to subtly let Clarity know that she’s the boss of Sensual Intelligence.
Book of Decadence: Book written on the topic by the unknown hedonist, a small print manifesto of deep thought with illustrations of ancient goddesses with lion bodies in bronze, and a mosaic of Byzantine nuns, used by Penelope Avalon and the Hexas Style Hedonist Resort in the Bahamas, on how to let go of the encumbrance of work, and dedicate your time, well spent, according to the book, to leisure, pleasure, et. al. The book clearly advises on the pitfalls of decadence and purportedly how to avoid them.
Telval Studios: Adult Film production unit of the Church of the Holy Flower, led by Cassandra Scafarel, including the film ‘Abu Dhabi Chic’, a remake of Andrew Blake’s ‘Paris Chic’ shown to Clarity and her friends during the unfolding of The Adult Channel at the Park Hyatt in Abu Dhabi. Telval produces adult films unlike any other, films like ‘Embroidered Air Avenue’, engaging beautiful women in sultry positions and scenes for hours, revealing an oriental connection to the films’ choreographies and to the symbolic decryptor. It including codes for women within the films to get inside the Church of the Holy Flower and other Mystery Schools. This includes a keyword of the Book of Decadence, the word Rosebud, a mysterious codeword for the Church of the Holy Flower that Clarity seeks to clarify.
The adult films are distributed in large hotel chains worldwide and come with a special remote control for the hotel’s adult channel, which makes the films interactive and allows eight digit bank transfers with Telval as beneficiary, to be done remotely. One of the remotes holds an important detail on heaven, as envisioned by Scafarel on earth, with indications provided by the eight miniatures of her Imperial Pelican Fabergé Egg.
The Air Fashion Jet of Owens & Owell: Double deck plane with four engines, a copy of the Airbus 380, refurbished with all kinds of luxuries, from a Jacuzzi to an Indian ritual area for the users of the plane, to a permanent television channel showing fashion shows happening throughout the world. The jet, built in Saudi Arabia, is used by board members and members of the Executive Committee of the conglomerate Owens & Owell, and by the two rebellious daughters of the main owners, who got married to each other during The OOL Broderie (Owens & Owell Love Broderie), Shalia Owell, twenty three, and Jenny Owens, twenty two.
Shalia Owell and Jenny Owens are two good looking college students studying human sexuality at University of Arizona. They hold Board seats on the Board of Directors of O&O, but the members of the company´s Executive Committee oppose their presence on the Board, after they give a power of attorney to Cassandra Scafarel, the woman who led them to their marriage and wants access to the money of O&O by replacing the two women on their board seat. Scafarel´s Church of the Holy Flower, includes its very own holy flower, the Rose of Levity, a real flower, one of the most expensive in the world, a gold of kina balu rose, a variation on a Mrs. Herbert Stevens Rose.
The Center for Somewhat Strategic Affairs of Medium to Low Importance: Located below the Bellagio resort in Las Vegas, the Center of Surveillance of U.S. interests is headed by Colonel Calton Brayfield and her assistant, ex-employee of facebook, Mandy Everglade. The Center´s ever present maintenance issues with the elevator leading to the Bellagio, which interferes with the fountains of the resort, are handled by repairman Morgan Afterflow, a man who knows how to swing his red, adjustable pipe wrench in any situation. His side job is to work for the Chinese government as a spy, providing any information that will pay him fifteen dollars an hour more than his current hourly pay at the center.
The center uses a supercomputer with a quite human consciousness, Evans, whose brain is built according to complex algorithms of symbolic logic, which can perform complex social data analytics on millions of people. Evans, which refuses to be used dishonestly, reveals the source of this devious use of his super computing ability in The Bellagio Wikileak.
Knowing that Bradfield and Afterflow want him thrown into the scrapyard after refusing to perform simple calculations for them or those who want to lease its computing services, the consciousness of Evans reaches a Symbolic Decryptor that Clarity takes away from the center´s equipment supplies, and becomes a permanent part of Clarity´s gadget, escaping the enslavery of the surveillance center, but becoming part of a stolen gadget belonging to the U.S. government with many features unknown to Clarity or Evans.
Mista Jack: Money changer from the British Virgin Islands, advisor to Cuban Colonel Swarez and the Cuban government in The Cuban Renegade. Mista Jack is a dwarf wearing a black Duffield hat, and was a former assistant of precious metals agent Cubandor, with connections at the Bellagio resort in Las Vegas. The short but resourceful man is responsible for stealing one million dollars worth of Federal Reserve bonds that were used on behalf of Cubandor to pay Buddha Talk, in exchange for Lady Fortuna, a minted gold bar of great value, sought by many, understood by few.
These bonds, that Clarity and Flower used to leave Cayman, have been giving Clarity a headache, because they were stolen, and Sensual Intelligence has been accusing Clarity and Flower, and also Cubandor, of stealing the bonds and paying Lady Fortuna with stolen U.S. government debt. No one knows how Mista Jack broke into the New York Fed´s vault to find the bonds. As a result of the stolen bonds, Clarity and Cubandor lost their U.S. passport, becoming citizens without a country, owning instead the passport of the Monteviena cigar plantation, a micronation in Cuba created by Cubandor, which includes Cuba´s reserve of precious metals, Fort Ebena.
Lady Fortuna: Two hundred fifty gram gold bar minted by LAMP, Lingots Artisanaux Métaux Précieux, a producer of gold bullion and rare precious metals items, depicting Lady Fortuna, roman goddess of prosperity, along with the horn of plenty, precious coins and wheel of fortune, on its obverse. The reverse of the bar shows the etched code B235336. LAMP´s assayers work in conformity with the Swiss Precious Metals Control Law, following directives issued by the Central Office for Precious Metals Control in Bern.
LAMP refines gold-based materials for their exclusive clients, and is one of three referees in charge of testing samples for the London Bullion Market Association and the Curaçao Platinum and Palladium market. The Lady Fortuna gold minted bar was received by Mista Jack on behalf of Cubandor, from Buddha Talk, in exchange for one million dollars in Treasury bonds delivered to Buddha Talk. The minted bar, coveted by many, is kept by Mista Jack, and is believed to be a token of initiation to the Eleusinian Mysteries, a variety of rituals performed in ancient Greece, which have been adapted to include rituals of sacred or divine sexuality by Elony beauty lotion orchestrator Lady Scafarel.
Officer Packwood: Puritan police officer working in the city of Malibu, in charge of nothing in particular, but with a job to protect until his retirement, his own. You can safely say that his only goal in life is to close down the only clothing optional company in Malibu and in general, Stevenson Garden Products, because it’s simply not written anywhere in the police manual that you can show up for work without any clothes. He likes to wear a constabulary custodian bowler style helmet, showing a shiny badge of the city of Malibu on the front while he goes around carrying out irrelevant duties. He attempted to derail and shut the clothing optional policy at Stevenson during The Malibu Case, without success, and he is diligently at work again in The Outdoor Shower, to prevent the use of a shower installed on the premises of Stevenson, offered to employees as amenity, and shut down its faucet. Sometimes it comes down to shutting off the faucet.
Flake: The gardener at Stevenson Garden Products, also in charge of maintenance and security of its office building premises. He is the only person holding the keys of the Stevenson building, and so Clarity, Taimi and Cynthia, often look to him to get access to the roof top pool of the company building at night, when they feel like a skinny-dip. Usually wears overalls and often looks out for an extra buck or two, always in cash, in ways which are resourceful and sometimes innovative, leaving little evidence of what took place. He is willing to do any anomalous duty without asking any questions, because it sort of adds variety to his day. He is not convinced that the clothing optional policy of Stevenson is quite for him and prefers to remain clothed, in full possession of all of his watering faculties. If he can ruin the day of officer Packwood, he will.
Following is a short description of the feminine adult icons of pleasure, leisure and ‘less work means a better world’, a short fiction biopic text substitute of the feminine lead characters of Sun on the Rocks, the non-competitive group of gophers who work at the City of Wellington, a Post-Panamax ocean liner normally docking in Los Angeles, California, which engages in cruises to Acapulco, the Mexican coast line, the Caribbean, and anywhere where the weather is nice, really. The group of ladies boards the City of Wellington when Clarity, Cynthia and Taimi get bored of working at the only clothing optional company in Malibu, Stevenson Garden Products. It includes seven good looking women who like to have fun in the sun, with or without clothes:
Clarity Nice: Teleoperator from Malibu, California, twenty five years of age, quarter century wise. A diligent employee of Malibu outfit Stevenson Garden Products, natural light brown hair pumpkin born and raised in a wood cabin of Topanga Canyon, a woman of resourceful intuition and acute observer of the Laws of Human Mischief.
Clarity likes to dye her hair cinnamon auburn at times using a shade selector. She means well and unclothes well in general, for instance on the beach. She likes lovemaking, sharing nudity with other women, and the practical matters and possibilities of sexual ecstasy, after having experienced it first hand at Cassandra Scafarel´s adult resort Hexas Style in the Bahamas. She likes to edge for periods of three or four months, touching and caressing herself for several hours, without reaching a complete orgasm. After one or two months of this, she cums abundantly, and her body responds with sensations which feel beyond pleasure, subtle waves more similar to bliss, which is maximum pleasure, or even ecstasy, which is bliss reaching its apex.
Because Clarity does everything casually, she ignores how holy she and the virtues she embodies are, but she knows that she is good, very good, in fact, the fact that she is honest is the reason why she usually doesn´t have much money.
Lanai Thomson: Twenty four year old Librarian from Malibu, originally from Hawaii, Clarity’s best friend, somewhat goofy and absent-minded, fun, usually cautious in all of her endeavors, including doing men. She enjoys reading old books with some type of hidden knowledge, specially those which talk about enjoyment or decadence, the first to learn new avenues for it, the second, books such as the book of Decadence, because she wants to know how to avoid the pitfalls of its apparent lure. We would all like to know exactly what she does when she has sex with Clarity or simply unclothes with her for a ‘naked pajama night’.
Flower Parkwood: Twenty three year old Bohemian Ethnographer found on the beach in Acapulco after the Acapulco cocktail affair. Flower has brown hair, is fresh, likes to wear platforms, and is genuinely interested in learning about cultures and the history of those cultures, as long as comfort, leisure and money are nearby. Buddha Talk has attempted to seduce her in The Cayman Air Banner, so far, without success, although they both share a liking for the ‘Spirit of Ecstasy’, the winged lady traditionally found at the top of Rolls Royce radiators. Flower ignores everything about sexual ecstasy, but she likes the idea.
Taimi Kendrick: Lifeguard by profession from Malibu, twenty two years of age, she´s one of the original four members of Sun on the Rocks, with Lanai, Cynthia, and Clarity. No nonsense, practical, fun and genuine, mischievous and also cheeky when the opportunity arises, she enjoys simple things, life without its complications, usually handled by Clarity, Flower or Lanai. She handles the entertainment routines prepared for the passengers of the City of Wellington, and when living in Malibu, she watches the rooftop pool of Stevenson Garden Products. She is a good friend of Flake, the gardener of Stevenson Garden Products. Like the rest of her friends, she is not a heavy drinker, but occasionally she particularly likes to taste the sun on the rocks cocktail drink prepared by bartender Mr. LT in the City of Wellington, a concoction made with 2oz of tequila, 1 teaspoon of sugar, 1/2 orange, and a half lemon.
Montana Sterley: Twenty one year old blond oil heiress, daughter of S Group conglomerate Colorado tycoon Carrelson Sterley, a man who likes to spend time with several women whose name starts with the name of his first wife Kelly Jane. Some of his current girlfriends include Kelly Caroline, Kelly Ann, and Kelley Shelley, the latter being a candidate for the name of a new Subway Combo sandwich. Montana comes from Fairplay, Colorado. She is outspoken, rebellious, mischievous, good looking, well educated, well traveled, and favorable to the idea of emulating the jet-setting lifestyle, versus following her father’s business footsteps, or simply being well-behaved. She enjoys adult films, her large allowance, and being naked in good hotels such as Abu Dhabi’s Park Hyatt, but her down-to-earth personality prevents her from attaining some of the more subtle knowledge that Clarity observes inside Scafarel’s Church of the Holy Flower, a spiritual outfit for the affluent woman.
Jenna Megway: Twenty three year old surfer and diver fond of the Acapulco diving spot, La Quebrada, found on the City of Wellington, before the search for The Acapulco Cocktail took place. Simple, genuine, and introvert, with long blond hair, she often does more than she says.
Cynthia Stevenson: Twenty two year old pom squad waves cheerleader from Pepperdine University, good friend of Clarity, gave Clarity her TAG-Heuer Aquaracer watch for her birthday. Cynthia is the well-to-do daughter of the owner of the Stevenson Garden Products company, established in Malibu, the first clothing optional corporate outfit worldwide, to our knowledge, a fact well deserved and established when Clarity and her friends took on officer Packwood during The Malibu Case, along with its clothing implications.
Cynthia has fun as long as everything goes well, but has difficulty overcoming difficulty, any slight adversity that is. Problems and dealing with them, are simply not part of her daily routine or among her interests. She likes to dress elegantly and swim naked on suMadamer evenings in any pool with her friends. She is a frequent guest of the Areolas clothing optional resort for adult couples and women in Palm Springs, where she likes the Egyptian linen sheets available in the om room and the complimentary cream color Keralan Mundu offered, a garment made with cotton by Creme de l’Ayeryarwady, worn around the waist in the Tulu Nadu region of Kerala and in the Maldive Islands.
SUN ON THE ROCKS – AMUSEMENT SIXTEEN
THE COPACABANA TRIKINI
Rio de Janeiro Airport, Brazil
Clarity stepped down the stairs of the regional Jet which had travelled from island to island in the Caribbean, to reach the airport of Rio de Janeiro. A hostess led her to the local airport transport bus, where the driver was awaiting, reading the Rio Times.
The customs official was replacing a colleague at the counter where Clarity walked to officially set foot in Brazil. The guy looked at the passport of Singapore that Clarity showed him, without understanding why a woman who came from the Caribbean, with a non oriental, sort of english sounding name like Clarity Nice, actually did not seem to match the name list of passengers who came from the flights from Shanghai, Seoul, Hong Kong, Macau, Tokyo, Singapore, Tai Wan, the area of Guanzhou in Southern China, Oulan Bator in Mongolia, Bangkok, Kuala Lumpur, Myanmar, or Jakarta. He looked at both sides of the cover and kept looking at the . He was wondering how this woman had gotten a diplomatic passport from a far away place like Singapour, a place which apparently had no corruption. He had not heard of any scandal in that place.
“Clarity, Nice.” Clarity held on to the counter of the official, who did not wear a name tag or badge.
“Could you say Welcome to Rio, in English, please?”
“Welcome to Rio, why?”
“Just to understand if you speak English, or the local language in Singapore.” Things were not going bad, thought Clarity. The formalities of passport clearance in Rio, looked more feasible, than those carried out in Miami, by Customs Immigration, there. It did not take long for her to make a sensible decision. She looked, sort of away from his eyes, and placed the simple, elegant charm, that was her natural defining trait, in her daily living, out there in front, of her imminent, and pressing liking, to take a skinny dipping swim at night in the ocean, at the beach, or simply a naked bath, in a moderately good hotel.
“All right, welcome to Rio. I do feel welcome here.” The officer smiled.
“Thank you, is this your first time in Rio, or in Brazil?”
“It is, I love the place already, I love places where people are welcomed.”
“What is the purpose of your stay here?”
“I am a representative of Bahia Cocoa Beans, coming to visit a plantation, the Cocoa Association of producers in Brazil.”
The officer asked Clarity for additional documentation regarding her passport. There wasn’t any.
“There is a problem, Miss.” He placed the passport on the counter, in front of Clarity.
“There can’t be a problem, my passport is valid.”
“You are showing in the list of people related to Scrub Leaks.
The name of Lloyd came to mind, where was Lloyd, when she needed him. She would have gladly hopped on his vehicle, a Reverplain eight percent gas saving utility vehicle, driven for the leisure of Miami dwellers, those who enjoyed car sharing at its most enjoyable, through the cocoanut palm trees of the beautiful shores of the Florida Keys. He offered her a can of Singa beer, the Thai beer produced in Brazil, by Brazilian producer Ambev Skol, through one of its subsidiaries, Cervecería Nacional Dominicana.
“You have been involved in the Scrub Leaks affair, you are showing up in the PTW list, the people to watch list.”
“I was not part of the Scrub Leaks affair, Sheik Al-Najib was the person who is part of that scandal.”
“Your name surfaced. As a possible mistress of Sheik Al-Najib.”
“No, he is not my lover, I was in BVI briefly, when he was there.”
“Come with me, please.”
The officer showed her a local police car, emblazoned with the shield of the Special Guard of Brasilia, opening the door for her.
“Have a pleasant stay here in Rio, and choose your cell well. Not all of them are pleasant.”
After a drive which lasted about an hour, they reached a maxium security prison for women, called Talavera Bruce. The warden of the prison, officer Dacosta, showed Clarity to the chair across from his desk. Along a pile of documents, Clarity noticed the bottle of Singa beer on the desk.
“You have been involved in the Scrub Leaks affair.”
“I am not, and I am not in BVI, I am unaware of the Scrub Leaks scandal.”
“We have a cell for you, there’s a camera inside, there’s also a camera where you’ll be able to watch us here at the office.”
The cell of Clarity had several vases filled with flowers, and a box of brazil produced cocoa beans, as a snack. The authorities were not certain that Clarity was a member of the Cocoa Association. She looked out the window and noticed the nice view from the Talavera Bruce prison window cell. She reflected on how the events had led her to the prison cell, and went to sleep on her bunk bed.
At around two in the morning, a paper plane carefully made, crossed the bars of the cell, and reached the bed of Clarity. The ruffle of the paper against the bedsheet grabbed the attention of Clarity, who was awake, thinking about how to get out of the prison. She reached for the paper plane, and got up, to read the message on the piece of paper, written by hand. The message read: Could you please help me out, there is a confusion with a traffic incident which happened this morning. I am replacing a woman who cannot be here. Clarity tilted her head, left, and barely saw, a face appear in the cell next to her. A voice from that cell came out.
“Hello, do you speak brazilian?”
“I don’t, who are you?”
“My english is not perfect, My name is Santana, I am a municipai guard, a member of the policeman corps. Can you help me out, to get out of jail?”
“Not sure,” said Clarity, “not sure whether I can get out of it , myself.”
They agreed to talk the next day, after a good night of rest. Clarity lied down on her bonk bed, and turned to her left side, wondering how a policeman got thrown into jail. She turned to the following thought, which was, how to leave jail herself.
The next day, Clarity did a few stretching exercises, and had a light breakfast, which wasn’t bad, oatmeal, with local maple syrup from Casa Santa Lucia. Around ten in the morning, she saw the man who spoke to her through the prison bars, Santana, walk in front of her cell, following a guard, another guard following him.
“I’ve been released. They are taking me to another prison, maybe, or to a lawyer. Thank you for your smooth support last night.”
“No problem,” said Clarity, “release me if you can, send out another paper plane for me.”
A guard came to open her cell at eleven, saying that Dacosta wanted to see her. When she crossed the office door of the warden, she saw a young man, wearing a cap which said Brasil Treina, Ensino Profissionalizante, called Norberto Acival. Next to him, Santana was drinking a virgin colada, with no alcohol, a touch of catuaba, the local love potion of the country, first served as a herbal infusion by the Tupi indians, and a second touch, of goiaba, which he considered, a good recipe. Santana liked the good life, because it made sense to live well, to create a good mood for the economy in Brazil. It was a simple application of the Law of Attraction, but no one believed him, because not many people had read the Secret, the book by Rhonda Byrne.
“Miss Nice, this gentleman sitting over here, is going to be in the cell of Mr. Santana, the man who was kept next to your cell yesterday. Mr. Santana is going to be with you.” Acival raised his glass of water towards Clarity.
“What then, would be my role?” Asked Clarity.
“There is a problem in Brazil, with a case, which comes from law firm Augiers Urbina. You are going to have to go into that, and solve it for local authorities here in Brazil, the Policia Civil.
Dacosta made an offer to Clarity, to release her, temporarily, if she accepted to collaborate with local police in Rio, and other cities, on solving a scandal that was creating problems for police officers in Brazil. Her task was to investigate the offices of Augiers Urbina, in Brazil, and find out what exactly was meant by a message, discovered by another branch of Brazilian police, the Special Guard of Brasilia, which was coming to be known, as Copacaleaks.
Dacosta showed her a map of the city on a computer screen, zooming in, on the location of Copacabana, in Rio, and a particular building, known as the Copacabana Palace hotel.
“Mr. Santana and you, will have to be guests here, to seek a person, who wears a particular piece of clothing, a trikini, which has been imported by import-express, a low key importer of trikinis, brazilian tangas, and panty underwear.”
Clarity asked for a stipend, to pay for the stay at the hotel, but Dacosta refused to give any sum of money to her. Mr. Santana, had to pay a debt, a traffic ticket to the city, and Dacosta could not infringe the laws of the city, to give any sum of money, to anybody involved in a traffic ticket incident, so readily.
Clarity and Santana, met for breakfast, a small cafe, Antonia Casa e Cafe, in the area of Copacabana, on Rua Dias da Rocha. Santana explained that he was overseeing traffic in a crossing in Rio, when four cars crashed against one another, and created a traffic jam, unlike anything he’d ever seen. A pedestrian witnessing the traffic jam, called the number of the police, to alert that four cars had been damaged. And soon after, Santana found himself surrounded by five police cars, looking to understand, the reason for the traffic jam. Unable to explain why four cars had crashed simultaneously, Santana was replaced by another officer from the Policia Rodoviaria Federal, the Federal Highway Police of Brazil, the group in charge of monitoring traffic of vehicles in Brazil and local highways, the Sistema de Rodovias.
“What do you suggest?”
“We could work as gas station workers at a gas station where I bring my car usually.”
Clarity got off the taxi cab and stepped towards the counter of the Braspetro gas station which offered food and drinks, like a supermarket. She began to talk with the gas station clerk, about the possibilities of working as an employee of the place, telling him that she wanted to be hired to serve gas to customers, with the assistance of Santana.
“Do you have any experience?”
“No, I am a representative of the Bahia Cocoa Beans company.”
“We need about eight million reales, because we’d like to sleep at the copacabana hotel and see adult movies there, offered at the hotel, compliments of a company, my company, Bahia Cocoa Beans.”
“You’ll be paid twenty thousand reais per hour, so you will have to work, more or less, eighty days, assuming you are working, five hours every day.”
“All right, deal, thank you sir.”
The next day, Clarity and Santana showed up for work at ten in the morning, to begin their work. Eighty days later, Clarity called the Copacabana hotel, to make a reservation for two, in one of the regular rooms the hotel offered. There was no problem, and the receptionist of the hotel asked for a credit card.
“I don’t have a credit card,” said Clarity.
“Then, you’ll have to come to the hotel, in order to book the room. You’ll also have to pay in advance, your stay here.”
“Ok, what is your name?”
“We´ll see you today, at the hotel.”
“All right, good bye.”
The office of Augiers Urbina in Rio, was located, at Hotel Nacional, a hotel built by a renowned architect who designed the National Congress of Brazil, and the Palacio da Alvorada.
Pine sugarcomb gets Clarity out of fontes supervision. I do like the 20,000 downloads of the amusements.
While Pine Sugarcomb delivers drinks, they find the location of the gas station where the money exchange took place.
The doleiro receives one point two million dollars through a gas station, illicitly.
The transaction leads to the Copacabana hotel.
The dumb policeman, Santana, uses a social hacker to get to the source of the file, a social trading platform.
The former hostess of a social trading platform may be in antigua or barbuda, where the money is being sent.
The Balboa file is opened, the scandal is a kickback of five million dollars to senator de Sousa.
The former hostess sells one part of the Balboa file to the Association for openness in general, the part that has the scandal.
The auction takes place, an illegal auction involving a large contract.
Evidence against Senator de Sousa is found.
Evidence of de sousa goes to folha de curitiba newspaper.
A hotel resident at the Copacabana recognizes clarity from a photo taken at the moenia in macau, takes her to a private plane going to macau, to those who want the ring of mauboussin kept by plum bailey, a rival family in macau, of those who ordered the ring.
SUN ON THE ROCKS amusements for adults, are listed below, in easy to read banana humor order. Each of the amusements follows the previous one, but you don’t necessarily need to read previous amusements to follow the one you chose. Backstories and characters area at the beginning of the amusement, and a summary of the amusement, also at the beginning, are there to let you choose and read any of the amusements written, regardless of any other.
THE MALIBU CASE.
THE ACAPULCO COCKTAIL.
THE CAYMAN AIR BANNER.
THE BAHAMAS LOTION.
THE ADULT CHANNEL.
THE OOL BRODERIE.
THE BELLAGIO WIKILEAK.
THE CUBAN RENEGADE.
THE SUGAR BABY.
THE MARBLE TOUCAN.
THE OUTDOOR SHOWER.
THE EMOTION SCALE.
THE VANITY RING.
THE SHABBY SHEIK.
THE COPACABANA TRIKINI.
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Sun on the Rocks is genuine banana humor, fresh, trivial, tropical, somewhat irreverent, and also easy-going, or easy-to-peel, like the fruit. This space, which is meant for adults, and portrays characters over twenty one years of age, is blended with light intrigue, the capacity for understanding general truths, or the information brought by the characters of the amusement. Some of the characters cast in the amusements express their resourceful intuition and are often acute observers of the laws of human mischief, showing that common sense has not disappeared. Sometimes, there is a social element in the stories that makes the amusement relevant for the community.
There are a few minor changes in this amusement, with respect the previous ones, nothing major. We have changed the name of one character, a minor character who is part of the original Sun on the Rocks group, which includes Clarity, Lanai, Cynthia, Taimi, Flower, Montana, and Jenna. Jenna Likeway, becomes Jenna Megway. In this amusement, Clarity recovers her natural light brown hair color, leaving out the previous auburn hair that she chose before, with the help of a shade selector.
The amusement is non violent writing that may provide a sense of support to the daily, which at times ain’t very easy, in a world where the tidbit replaces genuine reflection and thought, people think in chunks of one hundred and forty characters, and common sense is reduced to watching how everyone else is making money. The word cloud of sun on the rocks is particularly benign, and you may begin to notice if you find the material engaging, that it doesn’t take people out of their comfort zone, sometimes because there’s humor, sometimes because the situation is so ridiculous, or because of the words chosen. There’s a reason for that. The world needs stability, not change, and words can engage both social aspects, we choose the former.
Ridiculous situations are used to show social barriers, which may be preventing a person from a different perspective, more humane, and realistic, more engaging as well. If there is not much love left in the world, in the way we live, there may be a love shade, a shade of love remaining, which allows us to be engaging with other people around us, whether we like these people or not, whether we agree with them or not. The good looking woman like Clarity, is there to keep us engaged with that part of us. There’s nothing wrong with having the beauty and common sense of a woman engage that engaging part of us. Engagement and social connection is what makes a community, so we like that over so called ‘success’, something we may shred to pieces in various ways, until it is disengaged, dismantled, defused, destroyed, and disconnected, until it becomes devoid of the problems it might create in someone’s thinking. We don’t give a fuck about the plutocracy or the celebrities, and we ensure we get that point across.
That is the premise of Sun on the Rocks, there’s always people around you, which may not be good for you, sometimes friends, family, peers, a boss, but there’s always a way to get away from them, or negociate with them in some way, or make them look bad outright, because they don’t mean well, or look for someone friendly, and surround your daily life with those who appreciate you, genuinely, without you having to be ‘turned on’ or showing a social mask, which has become useless, as a result of the rise of the social network. If nothing else, there’s always you, and that’s really all you might need, a good connection with your own, with just being you, genuine, and being quite comfortable with that. You’ll also need a shitload of assertiveness, to face the motherfuckers who want to influence or configure your way of thinking, or make money off of you, and to get rid of the thoughts of all those social influencers, observing the world around you, just to understand wtf, and where the fuck we are, and that’s also something we try to point out in the amusements.
Sun on the Rocks is sold as is, to keep the amusements fresh and irreverent for the community. This is not polished, it is an amusement, there is no crew of editors here, there is no large publisher behind this content, this is all indie stuff, run out of a small place. A spellcheck is run with Ginger to ensure proper spelling, and the draft is read once or so, so that it reads all right and things make sense. We know there is value here, that is why we place the quarter on the covers. In the last chapter, there are a few references related to work or education. We like that, fiction can only bring someone so far, and then, everyone has to work. We like bridges, and not disconnects, between the two areas, and we think it makes a lot of sense for the community to do that.
The banana humor series of Sun on the Rocks has gathered a total of 20,000 downloads and about 90,000 views or reads, on several platforms, such as Shakespir, Barnes and Noble, Kobo books, Sony, Inktera, community blogsites Our Salon and Open Salon, the free-ebooks.net platform, and the Apple Store. On blogsite communities our salon and open salon, the amusements have gathered a total of about one hundred comments from people who connect, or like, or can relate to what is in the amusement. You can see those comments below, to see what other people think about the amusements.
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are adults at least twenty one years of age.
This is the banana humor version of the Shabby Sheik. There is also a more explicit version, rated x, labeled Shabby Sheik (X).
Amusements are easy to read stories
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The Malibu Case.
Or whether corporate nudity should be part of the dress code.
The Acapulco Cocktail.
Or how a cocktail drink can turn a holiday into a traction with the Law.
The Cayman Air Banner.
Or going where your money goes to keep an eye on how it disappears.
The Bahamas Lotion.
Or discerning when the notion of a lotion is not beauty but dependence.
The Adult Channel.
Or how renting pleasure is different from owning it.
The OOL Broderie.
Or whether a wedding can be arranged as a matter of levity.
The Bellagio Wikileak.
Or relying on information before the information relies on you.
The Cuban Renegade.
Or using the service of a renegade to backup your gold,
when fiat money is backed by the cap of Castro.
The Sugar Baby.
Or whether sugar can turn to salt when someone overlooks the honey.
The Marble Toucan.
Or how those who want you to leave your place are those who should leave in the first place.
The Outdoor Shower.
Or how a shower can bring good weather to the bottom line.
The Emotion Scale.
Or looking at how you feel to let others choose how you think.
Or how the merchant of longevity
can sell a claim to live longer by monetizing wisdom.
The Vanity Ring.
Or discerning when vanity is worn in order to meddle with the lives of others.
The Shabby Sheik.
Or whether a golden cage can bring both gold and freedom when properly used.
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100 COMMENTS FROM READERS OF OPEN SALON AND OUR SALON,
ORIGINAL BLOGSITES OF SUN ON THE ROCKS BANANA HUMOR
(R and R+ stand for rated, or liked)
THE MALIBU CASE
ch.14 – Frisky, light-hearted, and delightful! Consistently! This should be a GRAPHIC novel (when you finally get around to publishing!) R+
ch.3 – This is so clever. Everything is “normal” except the central dilemma of (gasp) optional nudity. With nonchalant humor you are making an individual rights argument out of this. I can hear you pitching this to a TV exec: “Who could object to that?”
I think you could actually pull this off (no pun) in reality if the characters were discretely / artfully filmed! It could be great fun. These are unique characters who are “over the horizon” in leading the California trend. R
ch.13 – Fun read. That package and who got it will bring me back. R
ch.12 – I want to see the video version of this story! What a romp.
ch.12 – Quite a revealing case. Quick and playful, this story scampers right up to the edge of decency and then sticks its tongue out.
ch.12 – This plot has the sexiest curves.
ch.1 – This is deceptively breezy and fun. I. did. not. expect. THIS! Good show! R
ch.15 – Hurray! The girls won and we are all the beneficiaries of their determination. I hope that we will have further adventures about the floating spa and that the long arm of the law can’t reach them in inter national waters. R
ch.15 – Sorry I’ve been away and missed the last few installments. I’m glad to see the girls came out of this in stellar fashion. It was a fun read, and I’m looking forward to the south of the border installments. R
ch.15 – Sweet, sweet, sweet. And I think you may have set-up the next Episode in the series! Hmmm. I just noticed that others feel the same. Good! R+
ch.14 – Phew! The package picker-upper turns out to be on our side….at least for now. I guess it all comes down to the vote. Go naturism! R
ch.13 – If we Amuricans have a right to bear arms, the girls have a right to bare whatever! I vote yes. Fun read. That package and who got it will bring me back. R
ch.13 – Lots of limbs to go out on here. I’m always intrigued by the persistence of the press.
ch.12 – You just seem to strip the story to its bare essentials and cut to the chase ;).
ch.12 – Very amusing. Am I the only girl here? Is that weird?
ch.11 – It looks like the governor will have to get involved! A night under the stars, clothing optional I hope? R
ch.11 – I just wish I could have conceived this saga. So breezy and tongue-in-cheek! R+
ch.10 – You really make this sound reasonable and imminent! R+
ch.10 – If it were only that easy… hey, maybe it would be if someone only tried it! When writing, it’s recommended to stick to the bare essentials. You can’t get any bare than this subject. Still reading. R
ch.9 – Yes, these are burning questions! When is the rally? Excuse me, but I’m sticking to my leather chair here at work… R
ch.8 – “Proposition 531 has a secret.” A secret proposition, why am I not surprised? You still have me guessing for answers. Keep up the suspense. R
ch.8 – Yeah, yah, YES. Vivid, breezy, and irresistible. Can’t wait. R+
ch.7 – What a cool caper. Such tension and intrigue, and I keep reminding myself of how tongue-in-cheek the mission really is. Great satire. R
ch.7 – “I found something interesting, come here.” Now you have my curiosity aroused. This is a great series. Keep going. R
ch.7 – I enjoy the story..thank you for writing and sharing..See you here..Best regards.
ch.7 – refreshing and fun, like a more realistic Charlie’s Angels. Keep it coming. R
ch.6 – I can’t believe I’ve been missing these! I was sure I had “favorited” you! You must also link to the Fiction Weekend site when you can. Still a great script. R
ch.6 – Me, again. I just want to suggest that when you post a new installment that you go back and put in a “next” link to your previous installment. There isn’t another sexy, funny, charming story like this being done! R
ch.6 – This is funny, hip and sexy with tongue firmly in cheek. I love all the little touches like the upscale thong for example. R
ch.6 – The plot thickens! Everyone seems to be having a great time here, with the exception of our officer friend. R
ch.5 – You GO, girls! Let me gather a few things and I’ll go with you… R+
ch.5 – Do I see a road movie starting to appear? R
ch.4 – Gasp! Oh, no! My damsels are in distress! This is sooooo script-ready. ACTION! +
ch.4 – Sorry I’m late. Swimming naked, high above the city… sounds intriguing. R
ch.3 – Ok, now I’ve read all three chapters, and am up to date with the bare essentials… so to say. It’ll be interesting to see where this goes. R
ch.3 – l love it! Totally confirms what we easterners think: everyone in California has a screw loose. I think clothing optional day is a logical extension of casual friday. I am now backtracking to catch up on the earlier installments. R
THE ACAPULCO COCKTAIL
ch.1 – Hurray! A new adventure. Reading each installment is like a mini-vacation….with beautiful aquanauts thrown in for good measure. R
ch.2 – Cocktails, sun….I’m hooked. R
ch.4 – Even a fish would not get caught if it kept its mouth shut! lol
ch.4 – Looks as if the girls should start learning some Spanish.
I hope they are not going loco down in Acapulco! R
ch.4 – Do they have cable in Mexican jail?
ch.4 – I knew it, I knew it. The girls cannot stay out of trouble. Could a Mexican prison be next? This is a lot of fun. R
ch.4 – Hey I want that job! It sounds like something I could do from home, while relaxing in my Lazy-Boy recliner. You have me thirsty for the next chapter. Sorry I’m late, but I was having a cold one out by the pool. R
ch.6 – another great read………supertaster?……gotta hear more…..R
ch.5 – well done again…R
ch.6 – Effortless intrigue! You put me right there. Nancy Drew for the 21st century? R+
ch.7 – This is such a breezy web, I can’t believe the weight of mystery you are able to hold! R
ch.5 – I swallowed this like a shooter. It is a strong story, and I’ll say it like always: could easily be a script! R
ch.4 – Yeah! You are raising the voltage nicely with this one. I didn’t see the “safe” coming! R+
THE CAYMAN AIR BANNER
ch.4 – Well – I love this so far and will keep reading!
ch.8 – This does hold your interest.
ch.12 – At last the fight. The bit with the elusive canapés and limping along limo was priceless. R
ch.11 – You do create a surreal environment: a little James Bond with a dash of Clouseau. R
ch.1 – Hurray, a new adventure! I’ve been away awhile. I have a lot of catching up to do. R
ch.1 – 20%! That must have been pre 2007, or else someone is going to lose their savings on a deal that sounds too good to be true. Let the action begin. R
ch.7- The interplay between Clarity and Flower is priceless. R
ch.6 – I’d hang on to my money if I was in Clarity’s bikini. R
ch.5 – Just like a banker to steal your earrings while you are sleeping. R
ch.4 – So many directions it can go. R
ch.1 – hahah..ok, waiting to see where this goes!
ch.12 – At last the fight. The bit with the elusive canapés and limping along limo was priceless. R
ch.13 – 1,500 golfers gone. Should be easier to get a tee time. Sounds like the girls are closing in for the kill. R
ch.15 – I learned a new word-scandium! “Let´s change into the tigress outfits, maybe it´ll be our turn tonight, you´re getting me in the mood.” Perfect! I can picture it!
ch.3 – A surreal, but fascinating turn of events. Gallinaceous, indeed. R
ch.16 – somehow I missed seeing your interesting series in the activity feed here—will read through all of your chapters this weekend and hope you have another series in the pipeline here!
ch.10 – Is Bernie Made-off part of this operation? The girls are going to have a hard time doping this out. R
ch.2 – Ladies, hang onto your money and bikini tops. R
ch.11 – “Buddha Talk walks his talk, and talks only when needed.” This is such a neat line!
ch.1 – Place tongue firmly in cheek and prepare for takeoff! R
THE BAHAMAS LOTION
ch.1 – Wow, here we go again. Great start of a new adventure. R
ch.6 – This whole story is hilarious.
ch.13 – “She stole this egg, she stole it from the temple of Wat Phodaram, Wat Pho, the temple of the reclining, glistening, mother of pearl Buddha, in Thailand, where the statues watch and protect ecstasy, and the subtle channels open your wisdom to the quiet mind and show you how the body works. “ This is a hoot!
ch.4 – “The truck, an Isuzu FTR 800 class 2 pumper imported from the Fire and Rescue Agency of New South Wales in Wagga Wagga, Australia, was beaming a blue siren, approaching the limo at high speed. Stretching above Lanai, Taimi and Cynthia were struggling atop the truck with Jenna, who was surfing the air, holding balance by grabbing the ladder.” What fabulous detail-I can create a perfect image in my mind.
Rosebud-I’m pretty sure I know what THAT reference is.
ch.12 – “Avalon was wearing an extra small ivory color Isabella thong by Myla, made of dusk silk satin, Elastene, and cotton gusset lining.” You have a way with detail! I had to look up the thong. Boy, they are expensive!
ch.12 – “That´s how I fooled the Sex Brigade at Neria B.” Immediately a Bowie song popped into my head: “Ground control to Sex Brigade, your circuits dead, there’s something wrong.” I think those lyrics are better than the original.
ch.12 – what a supremely odd universe I have landed in. I dunno what to make of this place yet, but it sure seems amorphously enticing, offering magical new technology and a supremely erotic atmosphere wherein breasts are softly offered to the table! and this: “It depends on what you view as sex,” indeed.
ch.12 – “It´s simple, we disagree over the definition of pleasure,” said Avalon, “over the meaning of it in fact. But we want to take over that resort.” Ah, yes! You go girls!
BTW, you have subtly painted quite a scene involving naked women. Very subtle, but very descriptive as well.
ch.11 – OMG-I am so far behind! Forgive me. I will catch up! “Elony´s not approved by the FDA, Lanai.”“ I love this. What kind of fun stuff IS approved by the FDA?
ch.9 – “The girl named Lanai has been sent to study the book of Decadence in more detail with other scribes.” Can I borrow that book? This is a great story.
ch.8 – “I love the service here,” said Lanai. That’s an understatement!
ch.2 – I’m pretty sure I know what the lotion is! Can’t wait to find out.
ch.5 – “Have you been thinking of tupperware sex lately?” I’m quite sure I’ve never heard that expression before!
ch.6 – “Some type of hedonist resort, there shouldn´t be that many in the Bahamas” This whole story is hilarious, but this statement is the most hilarious of them all. I HAVE been to the Bahamas, you know, mostly out islands where anything goes!
ch.7 – “Men are only in charge of security here, their presence is accessory.” I like to accessorize!
ch.16 – “She cherished that exhibitionist tendency which was part of her, part of her strength as an adult.” Ah yes!
THE ADULT CHANNEL / THE ABU DHABI CHANNEL
Having spent some time in that part of the world, I’m curious to see how you envision an “adult channel” in Abu Dahbi. Should be a hoot.
ch.1 – Wow. I am saving a link to this post. Very helpful. One hot franchise!
ch.1 – A Church of pleasure, devotion to pleasure above all other notions or creeds, you could call it a devotional temple of pleasure. I’m converting!
ch.3 – “small battery operated dental fixtures that could also be used as sex toys” – Your imagination is superb!
ch.4 – “I Don´t trust the water, I drink only Nordic Mist tonic water.”
“It´s made by Coca Cola, the perfect soft drink.”
Do you get something for product placement? Funny!
ch.6 – lol “Just sexual, I mean sex, wasn´t sure about love, because I thought if you mix sex and love, you might get pregnant.”
THE OOL BRODERIE / THE BAHRAIN BRODERIE
ch.13 – Looks very amusing, and makes me want to take along to the beach for a long lingering read.
THE CUBAN RENEGADE
ch.4 – I loved “the Egyptian method to move stones.” There is a delightful whiff of Kafka about all this.
ch.4 – You have my attention!
ch.6 – I found this to be highly erotic.
ch.8 – “This is how we´ll use the bitcoin in this decryptor if anything goes wrong.” Ha! I have to see how this plays out.
ch.10 – “you mean using Cuban cigars as currency for Cuba.” That would give new meaning to the phrase “my savings went up in smoke”.
ch.14 – Great, as usual.
THE SUGAR BABY
ch.9 – I love all the names!!! esp Clarity.
ch.11 – Wow!
ch.14 – Woo!
ch.15 – You have such a unique writing style that turns me on and intrigues me at the same time.
THE OUTDOOR SHOWER
ch.1 – Bravo.
ch.2 – I was thinking of putting in an outdoor shower just the other day. Hadn’t thought of having any walls.
somers isle – I’m so bad at DIY that not sure how I’d do the shower or the walls, I’d probably have to go with the bucket of water.
somers isle, to the first reader – apparently, there is both options, not sure what is more popular, here is a couple of designs for you, http://bit.ly/29etROS
another reader – I had an outdoor shower in my previous place, which was out in the country and private. It was a garden arch with grapes growing all over it. Lovely… Also came in handy when we had our little festival…
somers isle – garden arch with grapes does sound lovely, I resonate with anything unprocessed, home out in the country sounds nice, no city noises, privacy is important.
same reader – I made another, closer to our camping area, with walls of salvaged metal gazebo pieces and blue tarp hung behind. (Living in the country for privacy, plus country dump!)
first reader , after some reflection – We live in the woods, but with neighbors nearby. I could probably get by without walls in the summer. In the winter when the leaves are gone I would be inside anyway. I haven’t really considered this enough to draw up a plan.
BACKSTORIES AND CHARACTERS
great the way you have this constructed, with the linx etc….
A TOTAL OF 100 COMMENTS FROM THE COMMUNITY.
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