Francis

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Part Twenty Three

The guest houses were numbered one to eight with the ground floor rooms being A and B, from left to right, and C and D on the upper floor. The ground floor rooms contained a double bed while the upper rooms had twin singles. The en suites were done fine as I had asked and you could literally swing a cat around inside, not cramping the bathroom, which I hated in some hotels. The drapes, fittings and décor were excellent and I said so.

We then traipsed up to see the huge water tank and generator, cleverly disguised as part of the house where the female staff and manager and chef were living before returning to the big house. We then went up the staircase to see the suites and the one facing us at the top was the door to the Panther suite and a door on the left was for the Lion suite. Turning on the landing led to the Tiger suite on the left and the Leopard suite facing us.

This meant that one whole side was the Lion suite and the other three on the opposite side. Above, the roof had been raised to allow light and air to come into this central well. The Leopard sitting room occupied the central part of the floor, overlooking the jetty and was above the reception, and had a connecting door going into the bedroom of the Lion suite, but the bolt was on the Lion's side of the door. The bedroom took up the north east corner and was one third of the north side. Coming out of the sitting room into the top hall, the door to the Tiger suite was on the right and this suite occupied the centre of the floor on the northern side. Back along the hall, the door ahead was into the Panther suite, the same as the Leopard suite. There was also a connecting door that was again bolted from the Lion suite.

That left the Lion suite occupying the whole side from west to east. The door from the hall led into the sitting room or lounge and looked out to the west and south, Next to this was the small second bedroom that would ostensibly used by Wesson if Gervaise was on the island. This had a connecting door into the adjoining bathroom. Then into the main bedroom that was almost half the length of that side of the building. Here we had this enormous bed and other furniture and with them all seeing the size of the bathroom that was dominated by the huge bath that was almost of swimming pool proportions, well, again Wesson and I were speechless and it shut up the girls.

`William! You really have made my dream come true,' and I embarrassed him by giving him a big kiss in front of the others. He stuttered about if it hadn't been for my vision and money, it wouldn't have got built, and he was honoured at being a part of it. I even went and gave Sam a kiss, but I couldn't tell if he went as red as William or not.

Now you can all get out of my bedroom,' I called out to them, and go to your own rooms. Penny and Lou, you are in house seven B. William can take either C or D of the same building. Now all shoo and let me take a beautiful bath before dinner. We'll see you in half an hour down at the bar before we eat.' I herded them all out of the suite, pulling at Wesson's arm as he went to leave.

Where do you think you're going? This is ours you big lout,' I said as I dragged him back into the room and closed the door. Kiss me Wesson and tell me I'm not dreaming,' I said as I went into his arms. Isn't this the most beautiful place on earth you've ever been? Except,' and I dropped my voice to a whisper, when you're inside me?'

You can be a right little hussy when you want to,' he grinned as he held me tight in his arms. I love this place. I really love it as I love you. Now are we going to try that swimming pool in there or stand here talking.' With that, we quickly stripped each other and climbed in the massive bath and played around as it took so long to fill up. By the time it filled up it was time to get out to get dressed for dinner, but we'd already sucked each other off as the water was swirling around us.

So it was closer to an hour before we descended down to the lounge and I felt like a million dollars myself. I'd put on my best dress and had taken great pains to make sure that my make-up was perfect. What pleased me was the fact they all stood up when we entered the lounge bar and applauded. I even blushed as a chair was pulled out for me and William, after we'd been served a drink, made a toast. It was Miss Francis's dream that this island was now what it was, well, something along those kind of lines anyway.

We almost had one waiter per person as we sat down for dinner. Sam stayed and dined with us so there were six of us, and the meal was superb. Sam had declined to be a guest at the opening. `They be all white folk there and I don't think that custom's Chief is too happy with me, so it's for the best that I not be there,' he told me. I could understand his reasoning and so I didn't put any pressure on him.

I missed my first sunset there, but I knew there would be lots more, so it didn't bother me. I think we were all glad when dinner was over as we were now all feeling the effects of the long day and of all the excitement. So goodnights were said and William escorted the girls to the their house and Wesson and I went upstairs to our suite. It was just basically a kiss and quick cuddle before we both fell asleep in our enormous bed.

It was the rattle of china that woke me up the next morning.

Good morning Miss Francis, Mr Wesson. I'se your maid and my name's Wendy,' she poked her finger at her badge. I've been told you likes coffee in the morning instead of tea.'

`What time is it,' I said, looking at her with bleary eyes, conscious enough not to roll over from my front, as I was naked in bed.

Seven o'clock of a fine, beautiful morning.' She had that lilt to her voice that dragged out the word beautiful. Breakfast is served from eight till ten. I'll run your bath water, and oh Lordy, it does take some time to fill it being so big. I've never seen one that big before,' and she rattled on as she poured out two cups of coffee for us before disappearing into the bathroom. I did a quick roll over in the bed. I say quick, because it was that big, I had to roll twice to come up against Wesson's body.

`Wake up, the maid's here!' I whispered. All I got was a grunt. So I dived under the sheet and gave him a quick suck of his cock before coming back up again.

Now I'm awake,' he said sleepily, go back down there.'

`I can't! The maid's here. I'm going to take my coffee outside,' and with that, I doubled rolled again and fell out of the bed. I pulled my robe off the bottom of the bed and put it on while sitting on the floor. Then I was able to stand up, and taking my cup and saucer I went out onto the veranda. I didn't mention it before, but both the north and south sides of the big house had their own veranda's, stretching the whole length of the building.

We had two large French windows either side of the bed, and I went out of the one on my side of the bed. In case it's of any interest, I have always slept on the left hand side of a bed when you look at it from the foot angle. Anyway, just outside on the veranda, between the two French windows of the bedroom, were a small table and two chairs. Further down outside of the lounge on the same veranda, was a table with four chairs. But I sat down at the bedroom one and I then really saw what a paradise I was in.

Sipping my coffee, I could just see below me, the swimming pool, shimmering blue and already sparkling with the sunlight. In front when I lifted my eyes were the gently waving fronds of the palm trees that completely obscured the guest houses. I looked to the left and could see the sandy beach and sea beyond and it was exactly the same when I looked to the right. The glittering water of the sea and golden sandy beaches on either side of me with the palm trees in front; that was my paradise.

Then Wesson walked out scratching his stomach. He wasn't exactly Johnny Weissmuller, but he was my Tarzan and I was his Jane. He sat down in the other chair as he then scratched his crotch.

`Do you want to know something my sweet? I don't think I could ever get tired of this view,' he said, looking at me as he sipped from his cup.

`Yes it is gorgeous, isn't it? The palm trees gently swaying in the breeze, and the sea and sand.'

`I was looking at you, not the scenery.'

`Oh you darling. Let's go fuck in the bath!'

`I think the morning passion might have worn off by the time it takes to fill that thing.' Then as if to belie his words, Wendy came out onto the veranda.

`De bath is filled. I'll come up later to do the room while you'se have your breakfast,' and then she was gone.

Well my passionate friend,' I said getting up, let's go while you've still got it up.' I dragged him up from his chair and took him into the bathroom. My God it was lovely doing it in that large bath tub, though he nearly half drowned me in the process. I think he pumped more water into me than sperm. It was almost like having an enema.

Wendy had unpacked most of our things while we were at dinner the night before, so it was just a matter of selecting what to wear for the morning's breakfast. I dispensed with the stockings and just wore the dress and the lightest of make-ups. My hair was now long enough so that I didn't have to bother with a wig as it was almost touching my shoulders already. Wesson opted for flannels as opposed to shorts which I think was the best thing as he was the owner's man and had to appear in the appropriate attire.

Penny, Lou, William and Sam were already in the dining area when we arrived there. I didn't know that Sam had been staying the night, but I was glad that he had because we were then able to sort out quite a few little things as we ate breakfast. I sent for Pascall while we were eating and said that I would like to see all the staff of the island in the lounge at ten a.m.

The two girls wanted to go down to `their' beach, but I said that they should use the pool because they might be needed as there was still a lot of things that had to be done, and I needed at least one of them to stand by as it were.

After breakfast, the girls went to change into costumes and Wesson and I wandered into the lounge and went and sat down at the piano. I lifted the lid and flexed my fingers before playing DeBussy's Clare De Lune. I don't know why I chose that particular piece of music, though it has always been one of my favourite pieces. It's almost melancholic, but it had always stirred me ever since I'd seen the film of Daphne du Maurier's, Frenchman's Creek. From that point on, whenever anybody heard that piece of music being played, they knew I had just sat down at the piano, because it sort of became my signature tune. Wesson leaned on the piano as I played various pieces until the staff had assembled at ten as I had requested.

`As you know, I am the sister of Sir Gervaise, and part owner of this hotel and island. You'll be seeing more of me than of him I'm afraid. His duties are rather onerous and he doesn't get much leisure time, and that is why I am here to open this hotel.

Now you've been told all the rules of what can and can't be done. I just want to emphasize the importance of those rules because if this hotel is not full of happy people, you will lose out on your bonus and possibly your jobs. The people who will be coming to this island will be rich and want security. The two security men here are to stop other people invading the island for gain, and will also be our policemen. I will not tolerate any insolence of any kind nor have anyone stealing. These are my main worries and I will deal harshly with anyone caught in these offences, personally. I'm sure you've already heard of the incident with one of the constructors.'

There were quite a few grins and nodding of heads at this. `Be warned that you'll be in hospital first by my hand before the authorities deal with you. The drinking of alcohol during working hours is forbidden, though you can have as much soft drinks as you want.

I want every guest to leave this island and the Bahamas, to tell all his or her friends of what a wonderful place this jewel in the Caribbean is. That will be your doing and I am sure that you'll find it financially rewarding at the end of the year. Thank you all for what you have done so far, and make me proud of all the cubs of this Lyon Island.'

They actually clapped me as I finished my little speech which pleased me immensely. As they began to disperse to their duties, I called Wendy to one side. I told her that in my sitting room by the desk was a buzzer. This she was to press when she brought coffee up in the morning and to leave the tray in that room for us to collect, not bring it into the bedroom. Also, it was a shower I preferred in the morning, not a bath. The same would apply to the Leopard and Panther suites. She said she understood and so I let her go off to see to my room. This left me with Pascall, Wesson, William and Sam to whom I spoke.

`Sam. I would like you to find me a portrait of our new Queen to hang on the wall behind the reception. Mr. Pascall. In my quarters there is a shield of the coat of arms of my brother. I would like that affixed to the front of the reception desk. Also there is a portrait of myself and my brother that I would like hung behind the bar. Now let's get down to details of who will be arriving next week.'

So the morning was spent discussing our expected guests and what houses they would be occupying for our opening debut in a week's time. This took up the morning before we all sat down for a light lunch. Sam would then be going back to Nassau with instructions for Stephen to bring a photographer out on the Monday to take at least twenty four pictures of the island from the air, and roughly forty eight on the island itself for our brochures.

We were all about to depart for an afternoon nap, or whatever, when a waiter informed us of an approaching boat. As it came up to and moored at the jetty, there were exclamations of surprise as four Chinese dressed people disembarked.

Now I knew that Lee Chen was not coming to the opening. I had sent him a flowery letter of invitation, and was not surprised when his equally flowered reply, declined. But he was honoured that I'd asked him and would send his sons Kim and Wang instead to represent the house. But these four were unexpected.

One, an elderly man led the other three who were carrying some cloth covered articles. I went down the steps of the reception to meet them and we all bowed low to each other.

`Greetings honourable daughter of the House of Chen.'

`Greetings to you too honourable father. Welcome to my humble house.' I offered them tea, but it was politely refused. They had come for one purpose only on our Holy day, well it was a Sunday, on the express wish of Lee Chen to bless my house. There seemed to be some amusement behind from the others, but a swift glance from me shut them up. He asked if they might put their burdens down for a little while so that they could go and bless all the buildings. I agreed, and then followed them round the island as a prayer was said at all the houses as one tinkled some small bells and the other two lit joss sticks. This was done at all the buildings including the big house and returned to where the covered objects were on the reception steps.

`We would like to put here a small shrine to keep the God's eyes upon this house if we may?' he asked, and I agreed, knowing their superstitious ways. He nodded to his followers and they uncovered what, when put together, was a small pagoda temple that stood about two foot high. He then said that he would walk round the house to find the most favourable place for it to be placed.

I walked round with him as he slowly made his way around the building, pausing many times as if sniffing the air. Now around the whole building, except for where there were steps, were flower beds, only about two foot in width. These flowers were there to hide the empty space underneath the whole house as it was on these small pilings. He then stopped on the south side and pointed to a spot close to the building.

`Now here is the perfect place,' and he raised his hand up slowly, pointing towards the house as it travelled up to it reached the overhang of the balcony. Now I don't know if he knew it beforehand, but you couldn't see from where we were standing that we were directly in between the two French windows that were either side of my bed. I felt a little tingle run up and down my spine as I realised where it would be. Two of his helpers then placed it in among the flowers and made sure that it was firmly placed and facing the correct way.

`Now the Gods will always be looking down upon this place and it would be wise for them to see, that every time you return to the island, you place some token at its base. Something that you have held, a stone, a shell, or anything that will make you think of this place and the Gods would be then honoured that you have remembered them as they will you.

On an impulse that I cannot explain, I turned to the others and asked if anyone had a pair of scissors or a knife? There was some shaking of heads as they looked quizzically at me, but Wesson produced a small clasp knife, which he opened and passed to me. I then took a lock of hair in my hand and cut it off before handing the knife back to him. I then stepped forward and placed the lock of hair on the little steps of the shrine.

There was a sudden hissing of intakes of breath from the four Chinese and the old man said something rapidly in Chinese as if in exclamation that sounded like, if translated, like `Oh goodness gracious'. I turned, not sure if I'd done the right thing and saw that they were all bowing to me.

`Honourable daughter. You must be blessed! You have doubly honoured the Gods by the giving of its first gift something of yourself. The Gods will have smiled at this and I can assure you that no harm will come to this house for as long as you live.'

Now as I've already said, I'm not superstitious, but in later years I think I have become that. Like every year there are hurricanes, some small and some large, that tear through the Caribbean creating havoc. Especially the devastating Hurricane Flora in 1963 which killed thousands of people. This, like all the others, missed my island completely, leaving it untouched. My heart always leapt into my throat when I heard of a hurricane out in the Caribbean and I would think of my island and pray that it be spared.

There was much bowing as the four Chinese left, their mission accomplished, and Sam took the opportunity to get a lift back to Nassau. It was getting on in the afternoon and the girls wanted to go to the beach, but I told them to use the pool and that we would all go to the beach in the morning. I had a reason for this, as you will see shortly. So they went off to get changed while Wesson and I went to bed and made slow languorous love to each other. This we did again after dinner.

Next morning, after breakfast, the four of us went to the beach for the morning. The girls carried a small hamper as no drinks or food were provided at this beach. It was strictly off limits to the staff and were only allowed on it first thing in the mornings to clean and tidy it up. When guests later wanted to go there, hampers were packed for them, depending how long they wanted to stay there for.

As soon as we were on the sand, the girls had their clothes off and went straight into the sea. Wesson and I laid out our blanket and after stripping off too, oiled each other and then lay in the sun. It was just great to lay there naked in the sun and feel the gentle breeze caress your body. The girls played in the water for about half an hour and we watched them as they came out to dry off, their breasts heaving from their exertions were a delight to watch as they settled on their blanket.

Then, as if on cue, we heard the seaplane and I told the girls to wave as it flew low down past us. They did as I asked, and I was lying face down as I knew that there was a photographer on board taking pictures, but they didn't know that. I grinned to myself and hoped that the pictures would come out all right, some of which we might be able to use for the brochure.

Stephen took the plane round the island several times at varying heights and really came down low over us on the beach, the girls had stood up and their breasts bounced about as they waved again at it. I saw Stephen wave in acknowledgement and give the wings a little waggle on the last pass before he touched down on the sea.

We stayed on the beach till we deemed it was lunch time and so we dressed and went back to the house for lunch. I found Stephen and the photographer in the lounge bar where he had a beer while Stephen was drinking orange juice. Wesson ordered us two drinks and I asked the man if he'd got any good pictures.

He grinned as he said that he had, especially of the beach party. Well make sure they come out all right I said as I laughed, because that will probably be the best selling point of the island.

He took some more pictures of us sitting in the lounge and at the bar, and a couple of me at the piano. More were taken as we ate lunch in the dining room and I told him he had to stay to get some pictures of the hotel and palm trees at sunset. This was to be my first sunset while in the lounge and it was just how I dreamed it would be. Stephen wasn't very happy about staying that long, because it can be tricky putting a seaplane down on water in the dark. But they managed it and we saw the results of the man's work a couple of days later.

They were excellent. I asked for extra copies and the girls were somewhat embarrassed that they could clearly be seen in all their naked glory. They were somewhat mollified when I pointed out that you couldn't clearly see their faces and that their bodies would be seen by thousands of prospective guests not knowing who the two gorgeous naked beauties were.

But overall, the pictures that had been taken of the hotel and island were magnificent and I knew then that we were on a winner when they were printed. A whole set were sent off to London post haste for the estate agency to pick the best ones for the brochure and I set up a little competition among the staff to pick out their best three pictures from what had been taken.

The judges were Wesson, William, Sam and myself, because the best ones would be blown up in size to decorate the lounge at Nassau. The winner, which was one of the girls, won an all expenses paid night at the casino hotel in Nassau, which included dinner and fifty dollars to spend at the tables.

It was a glorious week we spent before the opening. We spent most mornings on the nudist beach before lunch where afterwards, Wesson I would go to bed and have sex before my playing the piano in the lounge before dinner. It was on the Friday morning that a message came from Frobisher. Wesson and the girls, as well as I were nude sunbathing when there came a cough from a little way off. I'm glad I was laying on my stomach for it was William.

See what he wants,' I hissed at Wesson. I can't sit up.'

`Sorry to bother you Miss Francis, but a coded message has come from London,' he said, standing a little way off from us, his face bright red at seeing my bare bum. This I could see through my squinted eyes.

`Oh shit! Don't say the bastard's trying to fuck this up,' I said making a face at Wesson.

`Give it to me,' Wesson said, sitting up and not bothering to cover himself, which made William go even redder, and he looked out to sea as he handed it over.

`Sorry to have troubled you, but I thought it might be something very important. It being in some sort of code,' he stuttered as he quickly turned and almost ran off the beach into the trees. I had to laugh when he had left at how embarrassed he'd been.

`What's the codeword?' I asked.

`Bunker!' Wesson said.

`Thank God for that. It's for you and not that important then.'

The name had been chosen deliberately so that the German Intelligence Agency could easily work out that the book would be Hitler's Mein Kampf that was to be used to decipher the message. It was used to relay useless messages and sometimes to feed them false information that we couldn't really leak to them. So we didn't bother to rush to the big house to decipher it. When we were back in our rooms Wesson wrote down the message which had been in German so it was useless to me.

Ha,' Wesson had snorted when he read it. Well it's a request. "Smith is in from the cold stop needs sunshine stop can he accompany stop", that's it.'

`I'd been meaning to ask you that for some weeks now. Where was Smith? I haven't seen him for months now,' I asked.

`The ultimate penalty for learning Russian. Moscow. He's obviously just returned and Frobisher wants to bring him out with him when he comes to this shindig. The answer's yes of course, we've got the room and maybe Frobisher wants his hand held. Is there anything you want to say to Frobisher in the reply?'

Yes, but you wouldn't want to send it and I don't think there is a word in German for it,' I laughed. What was his reply the last time when I asked for an extension to our leave?'

`Granted.'

`Yes, a one word answer. Well let's give it in one word. Just send two letters to him and see how he likes brevity. Da! He might appreciate the irony of that.' Wesson chuckled at that. So that was sent and we both agreed that it would be good to see Smith again. My two gunslingers back together again.

I did go into Nassau on the Francis boat one day to see the Governor and others before the weekend. I had taken a bottle of the finest Scotch whisky with me for the Chief of Customs and Excise. I'm not naming the brand because each distillery say that they produce the finest and I'm not going to get into that war.

Now I've often wondered why, in every book I've read, that they always describe a Scotsman as being dour. Well after going through a thesaurus and not using lots of adjectives, it was the only word that I could come up with to describe Angus McDougall, the islands Chief of Customs etc. He was delighted with the bottle and also for the invitation to the opening of the hotel. I had ulterior motives of course in inviting him and presenting him with the bottle, and after the opening, he also received a whole case. Sam would also subvert the other customs officers and baggage handlers at the airport later.

Along with the pictures despatched to England, I'd also included my idea of special tie on labels for the hotels future guests. Completely different from B.O.A.C's own labels so that they could be easily picked out at the terminal and stowed separately on trolleys to be wheeled through customs en bloc and therefore avoid scrutiny. When it was later seen to being done, it was too late to try and change this system back to the old ways because it had by then become a habit of the baggage handlers. They didn't want to jeopardise their little perk for doing this.

The other call was upon the Governor. I didn't want to presume to teach him protocol, but made it sound like a suggestion that he and his wife came out to the island and be the first to be greeted, followed by the Chief of Customs and the Chief of Police with his wife. Then for the Governor to fly back in the plane to greet Prince Hassan of Kuwait in the manner that any visiting royalty would expect. Then he could fly back with the Prince to the island. The rest of the guests would be ferried over as and when they arrived. He admitted that he had mulled over how to be in two places at once and readily accepted my solution to it. So that was that settled before I saw Sam to find that the pictures selected would be done in time for the lounge and that he had a portrait of the Queen ready for me to take back for the wall behind the reception.

So the weekend came and I even went swimming in the pool. I'd had my swimming costume especially made by a woman in China town in London. Instead of wearing a bra underneath the costume, she had filled out the cups and there was just a trace of nipples to be seen of flattened breasts on the top half of it. When wearing my thong, though it was tight at the groin, it was indiscernible under the costume, and the little cleft in the front was easily seen. Wesson thought it looked a bit obscene that the cleft could be seen like that, but admitted that it would take a very strong person to say that it didn't look real.

I delighted the girls when I first appeared in my costume at the poolside. They said how wonderful I looked and that if they hadn't known better would have sworn that it was a woman standing before them. My legs were quite long for my body and looked fabulous, tanned, strong calves and neat ankles above my size six feet. The costume also hid the side and chest scars received by Gervaise, though the two arm scars couldn't be hidden.

One of my tricks at the pool was to do a hand stand, legs straight with the toes pointing upward as I walked on my hands to the poolside and then drop in over the side without scarcely a ripple. I was both happy and nervous that whole weekend hoping that all would go right on the day.

I was awake when the buzzer sounded, saying that Wendy had brought up our coffee and Wesson got up and went through to collect it. He poured out our coffee as I slipped on my robe and went out onto the balcony. I had butterflies in my stomach as I stayed there and drank my coffee that he brought out. Today was the day my mind kept telling me. In just six months, we'd turned this little deserted island into an hotel paradise, and I would soon find out if it been had worth it. Wesson came out and gave me a kiss before sitting down in the other chair. I told him of my fears and he patted me on the hand and said everything was going to be splendid. After my shower, I dressed carefully, even putting stockings on, and made sure that my make-up was perfect before going down to breakfast.

I only toyed with my meal and had to control myself to not drink too much coffee, as I didn't want to keep running off to the toilet. I was pleased to see that the girls had made the effort as well as they both looked positively charming.

I was just running over things again with Victor, as I was now calling him, though I still left him to keep calling me Miss Francis. I'd already gone through the kitchen and talked about the meals with the chef. Now I was talking through the last of my wildly frantic thoughts of all that could go wrong, when the radio crackled to life.

`Lion cub to lion's den. Lion cub to lion's den.' It was Stephen.

`Lion's den receiving, over,' said Victor, operating the switches of the radio.

`Lion cub inbound with Lord of the Jungle. Ten minutes. Out.' So he had just taken off from Nassau with the Governor and party. That would be his wife, the Chief of Police and his wife. The dour Mr McDougall had opted to come out by boat with their bags. He was a single man and said that he preferred the sea to the air, so that had made it easier for Stephen by not having to do that extra run.

I wondered what the plane would look like now. I had agreed for a logo to be painted on the sides of the seaplane. It was of a lion's head with the words Lyon Island Airways, in big letters. Wesson had joked when we were alone that it should have been a picture of the rear end of a lion and the name to be Lyon's Passage and Airway. I had thumped him for that as we both laughed before developing it into a love struggle.

Victor went and got the staff that were going to line up to get them ready as I nervously checked my face and hair again for the umpteenth time in a mirror. We stood on the porch of the reception steps as the seaplane made a smooth landing and glided up to the jetty. Victor then went down to greet the Governor's party as they came off the jetty while us four waited on the veranda. As the Governor approached, I alone went down the steps and formally welcomed him to our opening day and shook hands all round.

`Well Francis. I must say it looked very impressive from the air, didn't it my dear,' he said aside to his wife. She agreed whole-heartedly as did the wife of the Chief, chipping in. He declined the tour, saying that it would look better if they all went round with the Prince when he arrived, which wouldn't be that long.

So we all went and sat in the lounge and had some soft drinks as he didn't want to smell of alcohol when he greeted him. We'd only been sitting there a few minutes when Victor came up to inform us the Prince's private plane would be landing in thirty minutes at Nassau airport. That was the signal for the Governor to return with Stephen to greet the Prince in his official capacity.

Stephen told me later that it all went off very well at the airport. He'd landed and the Governor went off and spoke to other members of his staff who were there, ready and waiting. Also the Police Brass Band, who'd spent the whole week practising the Kuwaiti national anthem. A red carpet had been rolled out and was lined on either side by a row of soldiers in their dress parade uniforms.

The private plane had landed and taxied up to the carpet and the Prince in his white flowing robes descended the short flight of steps to be greeted by the Governor. The two national anthems were played and after an inspection of the soldiers, the prince was escorted to our little seaplane. He had brought four of his retinue as they were called, though we knew they were really bodyguards.

It was explained that only two of them could travel by air and the other two would have to come by sea with all the baggage. The Prince gave his instructions in Arabic and two peeled off to wait for the baggage to be unloaded as he boarded the seaplane.

As it happened, the aircraft bringing Kim and Wang landed so Sam was there with William to greet them and so the two Chen's and the two bodyguards were driven to the harbour to board one of the boats. We got the radio message that little cub was on its way with Panther. That was our code name for use in the air as that would be the suite he would be staying in. Kim and Wang would be in the Tiger suite. It must be obvious for whom the Leopard suite was reserved for.

While we waited for the Prince's arrival, I had gone back upstairs and donned my sash and award from Kuwait, as well as my leopard brooch and that of the House of Chen.

As Prince Hassan walked along the jetty, I went down the steps to meet him halfway where we bowed to each other and I greeted him in the flowery version of the Arabic greeting to which he gave me a big smile and gave me the response that is required. Then we hugged, which I think was somewhat startling to all those looking on that I had the temerity to lay hands on a Prince. But we knew better and I could see that he already had that glint in his eye as we embraced.

He was introduced all round before being settled in the lounge with a soft drink, though I had put a quantity of spirits up in his suite. These he would drink when not in public, and in the bedside table, I had also put two dozen condoms.

It had been funny when I bought these in London. The girl in the chemist must have thought I was a madam of some brothel as I had asked for a gross of them. She seemed quite shocked at the amount and I had to repeat the order for her to understand me, and I thought it was very amusing seeing her trying to ring up that amount on her antique cash register. I'd also put another two dozen in the bedside table in the Leopard suite which I would no doubt need too.

Stephen had taken straight off again to return to the airport so I didn't have time to tell him that I liked the paintwork on the side of the plane. While he was away to collect the next visitor, the boat arrived and I greeted Kim and Wang with much bowing and flowery platitudes and escorted them to the lounge for introductions while their bags were taken to their room.

Next to arrive was the American Consul with wife and two aides, followed by Carlo Leopardi and his guards. Our greeting was with hugs and continental kisses and was pleased to find that his bedroom was next to mine. Stephen had passed on a message that Frobisher and Smith were on one of the boats as he went back to collect the French Consul and his entourage.

So within the hour, all invited guests were assembled in the lounge having a pre-lunch drink, the last ones being the French who were still being introduced round when it was announced that lunch was ready to be served. The dining room had been rearranged to create two large tables with twenty seats at the largest for the notables, and eleven at the other for the aides and guards.

I sat at the head of the table with Hassan seated on my right, and continuing down that side, Carlo was next with the wife of the American Consul. Then it was the Chief of Police, William, Penny and then Wang. Frobisher was next, with the last on that side of the table being the wife of the Governor.

Wesson headed the other end of the table and on his right, coming back up the table was the American Consul. Alongside him was the French Consul and then Lou. Smith was next, sitting beside the Police Chief's wife and then McDougall, Chief of Customs. The wife of the French Consul followed, with Kim and the Governor of the islands on my immediate left.

The aides and bodyguards were left to sort out their own seating arrangements as we all sat down. All twelve staff were on hand to assist at the lunch and handed round massive menus to everybody. We had spent days, the chef, Victor and I to see that we could cater to all tastes in devising what we had to offer.

I could hardly eat I was so full of trepidation, but my fears were groundless. The food and wine was consumed with gusto and I think everybody enjoyed themselves, even at the smaller table. The talk was lively and I was pleased to see that Kim and Wang were not left out of the conversation.

After the meal, all the guests were shown to their accommodation for their stay and were all invited for a walk around the island before evening drinks time. Wesson took Frobisher and Smith to where they would be staying and William took the Governor and Chiefs while Penny and Lou took the rest.

I escorted Hassan upstairs and showed him his suite and he was very pleased with it and grabbed me in his arms as soon as we were alone and kissed me fiercely. I could feel his hardness underneath his robes and oh how I wanted him to take me there and then as I kissed him back, but I still had Carlo downstairs.

`Later my sweet Prince,' I said, and gave him another swift kiss and left the suite. The same thing happened with Carlo. As soon as the door was shut, he pulled me into his arms to kiss me. He too was eager for me, his own big truncheon hard and solid inside his trousers and as with Hassan, I wanted to pull it out for old time's sake. I managed to get out of his room with legs atremble as I remembered how big he was and what it felt like inside me.

I almost staggered to my rooms and quickly tore my clothes off and went and had a cold shower. I was still in there, trying to cool down the fire that had been stoked deep in the pit of my belly when Wesson came in. He couldn't understand my passion and ardour as, naked, I bore him to the bed and feverishly pulled his clothes off before sucking on his now erect penis.

`Steady on girl, go easy with the teeth,' he cried as I raked his shaft with them.

`Then use it where I need it,' I begged him, fumbling at the drawer for a condom. He took the packet from me and tore it open and, taking out the sheath, put it on his erection. I scrambled back onto the bed and presented myself to him.

Please Wesson, fuck me now. Fuck me hard,' I implored him, turning my head for him to see the tears in my eyes. He grasped my hips and pushed hard up against me, slipping inside and filling me with his hardness. He moved in and out, rasping my inside as I had raked him. Harder,' I cried as he fucked me, `Harder!'

He then really began pounding his thighs up against my bum as he rammed into me, making me start to come. I sprayed the bed cover as he finally came too, straining tight up against me and I could feel drops of sweat drop onto my back as he did so. Then he fell on me and we both collapsed onto the bed and lay there panting with the exertion.

We should do this every afternoon,' he panted. It's one way of working off a good lunch.' I had to chuckle.

`I thought you were getting heavier,' he too then chuckled.

`You seem to be keeping your figure,' he said, stroking my waist.

And it will stay trim if you can keep servicing me like that,' I said, my hand reaching down and stroking his thigh. Come now, let me clean up.'

So he pulled out and discarded the condom and lay down next to me so that I could suck and lap up the dribbles that were still held in his shaft. Then we napped for an hour or two before taking everybody round on a tour of the island. I had dressed with care again and I was still thankful when we returned to the lounge for drinks. The piano was being played softly in the corner as we were waited on with cold drinks.

Well I am pleasantly surprised and feel proud for what you have done here Francis,' said Frobisher when we finally got a chance to speak. I didn't really expect it to be as grand as this.'

I thought we would be put in a little hut and drink out of coconut shells,' laughed Smith. I very grateful that you let me come to see this, and,' he turned and punched Wesson on the arm, `you're a very lucky fella.'

`I didn't know Francis had such a business like mind I must admit,' Wesson answered. We talked in generalities for a few more minutes before I circled round some of the other guests. To each I said that I would talk some more later with them, but thanked them all for coming.

Dinner was as good as the luncheon had been and it was with well filled bellies that we returned to the lounge for more drinks and coffee. I had asked Penny and Lou to spend some time with Kim and Wang, as they seemed a bit lost in the Occidental company. I think it was Prince Hassan who circulated the word that I used to sing for I began to get them asking for me to sing for them. I had to eventually give in and I went to the pianist and asked him if he could play some of the songs that I would sing. He could, and so I clapped my hands for their attention.

`Your Highness, Excellencies, ladies and gentlemen. It has been some years since I last sang in public, so please forgive me if I slip up here and there.' I announced the first song and took my cue from the pianist and sang.

The applause when I finished was most vigorous and rewarding, also hearing the cries for more. I sang for over an hour and then had to beg off for a drink and a rest, but they would only let me stop if I promised to sing the following evening. I got many compliments as I passed by the tables to sit down with Wesson. It had been a very tiring day and so we made our excuses and went off to bed.

I've heard nothing but praise all day for this place from everybody,' said Wesson as we cuddled in bed. Then you put the icing on the cake for them with your singing tonight. I felt so happy and proud sitting there listening and watching you.'

`Thank you Wesson,' I said, raising my head up to kiss him before falling asleep.

It was a sparse turn out for breakfast, most of the top guests having theirs in their rooms, though it seemed all the aides and guards came to eat at their table. Frobisher and Smith had come to the dining room and Wesson and I sat with them. We lingered afterwards talking when I caught the words Turkish coffee being asked for by one of the maids. I guessed who had asked for this and I waited till I saw the maid collect the tray when I excused myself from the others and quickly followed her out of the dining room.

`Is that for the Prince?' I asked of her.

`Yes Miss Francis,' she replied.

`Well I'll take it. I want to have a few words with him,' I said taking the tray from her. I went up and opened the door to my rooms first and kicked off my shoes before I knocked on the door to the Panther suite. Abdul, the prince's bodyguard opened the door for me. When I asked him where the prince was, he indicated the bedroom and led me in there. I put the tray down as Hassan emerged from the bathroom, wiping his face on a towel.

`Good morning Francis, you are a most welcome sight. But why are you bringing up the coffee?' he asked as he threw the towel to one side. He was wearing some kind of night shirt that only came down to his knees.

`I like to be of personal service and wondered if there was anything personal that I could do for you?' I said giving a meaningful look at Abdul who had just poured out the coffee. Hassan said a few words in Arabic, and Abdul bowed and left the room.

`There is something personal I want and I would rather do the servicing,' he said as he pulled the shirt off revealing his large erection. I gave out a coy gasp, putting my hand to my mouth as I sat down on the bed.

`My word, what a big sword you have. I don't think I'd like to be stabbed with that.'

`But you're going to be, my little flower of the desert. I think it's time you were deflowered again,' and he made a rush towards me. I rolled across the bed as he fell on it.

`I will fight for my honour,' I cried with a laugh as I opened the door to the lounge and let him chase me into it. It wasn't really big enough for me to evade him properly, so he quickly cornered me and backed me out into the middle of the room. I only stopped when the backs of my legs touched the low coffee table. He quickly grasped the hem of my dress and pulled it up to trap my arms as he pushed me down to sit on the table. Then he grasped my ankles as he knelt down and lifted them up so that I finished up on my back. He put my legs up to his shoulders as he then grasped my hips and brought my body sliding down the table to be stabbed by his sword.

I gave out a little scream as he unerring found his target and entered me, pulling me up tight to his thighs as he filled me. It was really lovely having his large cock once again swelling up my passage. He had a fierce grin on his face between my legs as he savagely fucked me.

Oh my prince,' I gasped between thrusts, you don't know how much I've missed this power of yours.' My insides were aglow with the heat and friction and I loved it as he pistoned in and out of me. He lasted several minutes before he began to shudder as he came, really grinding as hard as he could up against me.

Then he pulled out and rose up and pulled me up from the table and grasped me by the back of the neck. He pushed me before him back into the bedroom and on into the bathroom. He pulled off my dress and turned on the shower and pushed me inside before stepping in himself. He gave me a flannel so that I could then wash his still erect member. This I did and his heavy balls too, and when I'd finished, he held my hair and forced me down onto my knees.

I guessed what he wanted because his erection was now only inches from my face. With water pounding down on my back, I took him into my mouth. When both of his hands came down and held my head I knew what was going to happen, so I quickly put my hand round the base of his cock so that he wouldn't choke me. Then by holding my head still and firm, he face fucked me with short sharp jerks till he came for the second time. When he was finished and I had swallowed his coming, he gave a big sigh as he pulled me up from the floor of the shower and kissed me.

We dried each other and he pulled me back out of the bathroom and onto the bed and surprised me by going down and sucking on me till I too came for him to swallow, though he didn't. He came back up the bed and onto my body to kiss me and then pass some of my own sperm back and forth between our mouths as we kissed. It eventually disappeared and we lay together and talked between kisses.

By Allah, I needed that,' he sighed. I've been saving it up for you,' he said.

`How long have you been waiting for this?' I asked.

`Two days.' I then slapped him on the chest as we laughed.

`How long can you stay?' I asked of him.

`Only tomorrow my little flower. Thursday I must go up to Maryland. Business.'

`Oil business?'

`Of course. I suppose you want some inside information,' he laughed.

`Well I've got to pay for this place haven't I? Besides, it's money that makes the world go round. It didn't harm you when I bought those shares in KuOil, did it?'

No, my pretty desert flower,' and he then became serious. There's some unrest in the Arab world at the moment and no telling what will happen. There's trouble brewing in Algeria with the French. In Egypt with the British. In fact all along Northern Africa there is an undercurrent flowing that must end somewhere.

The British hold the Suez Canal through which our ships pass to take oil to Europe. It a vital passage to the East and look at the chaos it would cause if it were closed. All European shipping would have to sail many thousands of miles more. That means more oil would be needed and that is where I come in.

We've been in discussions with a firm in America to build a new refinery and storage tanks. The site is ten miles square at least and will be the biggest in the world. It will take about three years to complete and I am going on Thursday to sign the contracts for them to began the construction.'

`What's the name of the company?' I asked coyly, as I stroked his amazingly still hard erection. He chuckled before answering me.

`We serve one another don't we. I fuck you and you fuck the Transline Corporation. That's their name and are based in Maryland. Now I think I'm ready for you again.'

`Three times?' I cried, sitting up and getting a condom out from the drawer and unrolling it over his rampant cock.

`Well I have been abstaining for two days,' he laughed as I went onto my knees and he got in between my legs. It was a slow entry and I was thrilled again as he slid inside me, and it was a lovely fuck that he gave me.

When finished, I cleaned him in my usual way before putting my dress back on. I gave him a kiss and said that I would see him downstairs later. I then went into my rooms and had another shower as I didn't want to have his smell lingering on me for obvious reasons. Also my hair was still damp, so I put on my swimming costume and a fresh dress before going downstairs.

While in the shower, I had run through our talking and now had many thoughts ranging around in my head. I'd been upstairs for just over an hour and found that the others were still talking at the table.

I'm going to sit out by the pool. You should do that too sir,' I said to Frobisher. Get some of those ultra violet rays and colour into your cheeks. You too Smith, you definitely need it. Have any of you seen Penny?'

`She said she was going for a swim,' Wesson said.

`Well that's where I will be,' I said going off to leave them talking. I found Penny on a lounger and asked her to get a pad and pencil to take notes. She scurried off while I signalled to one of the waiters that hovered by the pool to wait on the few guests that were out there. I ordered some drinks and pulled off my dress and made myself comfortable and put some cream on the exposed parts of my body. Penny came back the same time as the drinks arrived and then for the next hour, I talked at random, getting my thoughts down on paper. Then came the job of putting them in an order of priority given the narrow time frame I was in again.

`So this is how you make money?' she asked, somewhat in awe at the immensity of the proposal in terms of cash.

The first million is the hardest,' I laughed. After that, it becomes easier. Now only pass this on to Lou because she'll have a lot of work to do as well. No-one else. I'll only tell Wesson on a need to know basis.' Then I dictated a lot of letters to be written confirmation of the instructions I would be giving over the phone, telling her that I wanted them done by four o'clock as I would then be going to Nassau to start the ball rolling from this end.

Armed with another list, I put my dress back on and went into reception and spoke to Victor. I was going to tie up the radio phone for the next hour before lunch and he knew how to work the damn thing anyway. I went up to our small middle bedroom and waited for the first call to be put through. That was to my lawyer in London and I'd caught him just in time before going home, there being five hours time difference between us.

Watkins?' that was his name. This is Miss Francis, now listen very carefully. I'm calling from the island in the Bahamas and it is a radio phone, so it can be listened in to. Do not mention any company or business names at all unless I have already named them. Do you understand that, it's important?'

He answered that he did. `Now pull out a list of my shares as we talk. Have someone take notes if you wish, but it has got to remain quiet till after the weekend or the job is done. Now if you have all of my shares in the P & O company to hand, all the better. If Truell has some, then you'll have to give him instructions as to what I want done. Now I want them all sold by tomorrow. As they are being sold I want the revenue used to buy other shares. Now use more than one broker as I don't want to start a panic or have questions asked.

You will find in my list of shares, one that begins with the letter K. Have you got that? Good. Now all the money from the sale of P & O is to be used to buy up those of the letter K. I know it's a lot of shares and a lot of money,' I answered his query, `but that is what you're paid for. I will put on board a B.O.A.C. flight tonight here, written confirmation of what I have asked you to do. Palmer will ring you when he has your letter, but still do as I ask. It must be all completed by close of business on Friday. I don't care if the brokers have gone home. Ring them at home if need be, just as they start the moment the stock exchange opens in the morning. Very well, yes, yes, goodbye.' Next was the phone call to Palmer to tell him to expect the letter etc., and to say that I was enjoying myself.

Then it was to Stephen to order the seaplane to be here by three for me to go to Nassau when I was ready. The call to Sam found that he wasn't at the shop, but I left a message for him to be at the harbour lounge before four o'clock and wait for me. That was it till the afternoon, so I had another shower to get the sun cream off and took care of my lower regions while washing myself.

Down in the lounge, I collected a drink and collared the American consul and told him that I was thinking of buying an American plane for myself and which of his aides should my pilot speak to. With his name, I found him and told him that Stephen would see him later to talk over what companies to approach.

When lunch was announced, I called out that there were no set places and it was for them to seat themselves wherever they wished. The large tables had be broken up so that they were all now tables of four, and I made a point of getting Kim and Wang with Wesson and myself as I hadn't really spoken to them properly since they'd arrived. Penny was instructed to sit with Hassan and Lou with McDougall. William could fend for himself. We talked of Hong Kong, which brought up that they regretted that they had to leave the next morning due to business. They promised to pass on my felicitations to Lee Chen and to thank him for the kind thought of the shrine.

They smiled but didn't give me an answer to the question I asked about how they knew where the shrine had been placed. That was because as soon as they got to the house on their arrival, they had gone straight to it. Kim had placed two petals from a flower of his home and Wang had put down a small black stone, also from the same garden.

As we left the dining room to go for coffee in the lounge, I told Wesson to mingle with the other guests and not spend all his time with Smith and Frobisher. Mix as I would be doing I told him as we parted company and I went and sat down with Carlo, much to Hassan's annoyance I thought as I hadn't sat with him. We talked a little while we drank our coffee and then I whispered to him that I would come up to his room in a few minutes as we finished. So he left and I stopped where Penny and Lou were sitting and told them that we would be flying to Nassau sometime after three and to be ready to go.

I then left the lounge and went upstairs, my insides really tingling at what was waiting for me up there. I went into the Leopard suite and locked the door behind me. Carlo was waiting and took me into his arms and kissed me passionately as only an Italian can.

My darling,' whispered in between kisses and lots of other Italian words of endearment as he held me close, his erection hard inside his trousers. You can feel how much I've been wanting you ever since the invitation came,' he said, smothering my neck and face with kisses. I was already fumbling at his waist to undo him.

He produced a condom from his pocket and some cream before his trousers came off. He was as big as I remembered and I went down onto my knees to suck on that thick purple coloured head of it. His fingers ran through my hair as I sucked on him before he pulled me upright and pulled my dress up over my head. I put the condom on him and applied the cream to the top as I knew that he was going to hurt me with that monster of his. He started to lead me to the bedroom, but I stopped him.

`Here. Let's do it here, on the table. I want to see your face as you come inside me,' I said, going to the large table in the lounge and sat up on it and lay flat and lifted my legs.

It would be the same as that fuck in the morning, only he would be standing up instead of kneeling down. He came between my legs to let them rest on his shoulders as I felt his huge cock head nuzzle the crack of my bum.

He pulled me close and his cock forced its way in, making me bite my hand at the initial pain as he stretched me before it slipped in. I gave out a great gasp as he pushed even deeper and really expanded my insides to fit his outsize organ. Then the cream started to have its effect and I could begin to feel a little numbness down there as he started to fuck me. He smiled at me as I looked at him between my legs as he took hold of my upper thighs to hold me still as he slowly moved in and out of me. It was lovely being fucked again so shortly after the morning's session. I was getting delirious with joy as he moved faster, exciting me beyond belief, churning my insides as though with a whisk.

All too soon, he held me tighter still as he gave me the short stabbing thrusts as he came inside, his hard spear giving out its throb to every spurt of seed. My own ring of muscle throbbed as I felt again the exquisite pain of his pulling out, leaving that enormous void inside me. He helped me off the table onto unsteady legs as I felt the burning throb around my ring piece pulsate. I sank down onto my knees and pulled off his condom so that I could taste what was left of his sperm and sucked it out to savour before swallowing it.

We then went into the bedroom where I used the bathroom to wash myself and dispose of the condom before we lay together on the bed and kissed for nearly an hour before he was ready again.

The second time wasn't as painful as he took me from behind as I kneeled on the bed. I nearly cried with joy at the pleasure he was giving me, especially when I fell forward to take his whole weight on me. With him inside being squashed, made it feel even bigger and I loved the way it moved as he kept up the forward rocking motion on top of me.

But like all men, he still eventually came too soon, moving faster and faster till he stopped and grunted and heaved in quick movements as he came. I again cried as his weight came off me and he pulled out, letting me feel a rush of cold air cover that heated area of my bum. I also again sucked him and tongued him clean before going and washing myself. My arse was sore but it was a pain and soreness that I liked as I dried myself before joining him again on the bed.

I was sated and felt that I had really been fucked and then realised that I'd been face fucked and butt fucked a total of five times inside the last four hours. Would that, I wished, continue? Only while they were here I said to myself in resignation as I got off the bed and went and found my dress to put on. I gave Carlos a kiss before slipping out of his suite and into my own.

I had another shower, having lost count of how many I'd had so far that day, tenderly treating my sore behind as I washed. I dried myself and got out full dress kit for the trip to Nassau before doing my make-up.

It was just after three when I got downstairs to find the girls ready and Stephen was in the bar having an orange juice. I went out and found Wesson talking and told him and the others that I was going into Nassau for a couple of hours, but would be back in time for dinner. I gave him a kiss and taking care to walk straight, left and joined the others waiting for me.

It was pointless trying to talk in the aircraft, so I waited till we had landed in the harbour and met up with Sam in the lounge. With drinks in our hand, Stephen opting again for a soft drink, I told them about me wanting to buy a plane. I told Stephen to phone his wife to say he wouldn't be home for dinner and that he would dining on the island. That was so that he could meet with the American consul's aide and run through what I wanted.

It had to be an aircraft to fly nonstop across the Atlantic and carry at least twenty people seated. I also wanted two bedrooms installed, one with its own toilet and shower for myself, and a small cabin for the crew to sleep aft of the flight deck.

The reason it being an American plane, I told him, was because my funds here were all in U.S. dollars and I didn't want the palaver of changing the currency over to Sterling. Now it would, for the moment, run once a week from London to Nassau, but I needed an airfield near London where it could be hangared for service etc, till flying into London for its passengers and then back on its return flight. I also wanted him to find a pilot and first officer to fly the thing and a stewardess. The pay would be above that what was being currently paid by B.O.A.C. So it was really only two days on and five off unless I had to make a sudden trip to Europe somewhere or it was out on loan.

How long had he got to do that, Stephen asked and I told him that depended on when he could get me a plane. It would be cash on delivery here in Nassau and Sam would see to the payment. But I would like the two who were going to fly it, to be out here to inspect it when it was delivered. Stephen said that could all be done through his contacts in the industry.

With that bit settled, I gave him the letters for England and told him to go to the airport and get one of the cabin crew to hand deliver them to Palmer at my home address and gave him some dollars to pay for the quick delivery. You can also offer them a free nights stay at the island if need be. We did eventually suborn quite a number of cabin staff to be our private mail carriers in this way.

It also led to having London daily papers delivered to us for onward transmission to the island. So he went off to get the letters to England and talk to Claire about going out to the island for dinner. I said for him to be back in the lounge within the hour and that he could have a proper drink as we would be returning by boat.

Then it was time to talk to Sam with Stephen gone. I told him to get our lawyer that handled the property deal and start paying him a retainer. I wanted him to work through several different stockbrokers to buy as much of Transline shares that they could and they only had till the close of trading in New York on Friday to do it in. That was the time limit. If any broker was unsure because of the money, Sam was to dump as much money on their desks as needed, but it had to done by Friday.

How much was each share worth Sam had asked? I told him I didn't know, so he went off and made a phone call and said, on returning, that he would be told in a little while. Also, I added, that the lawyer was to add the word Bahamas, in brackets to our trading name of G.F.L.Holdings. I asked Penny to make a note to ring London in the morning to tell Watkins to add London to our name there.

Then I suggested that we went back to his shop for a moment, so off we trooped. When there, I asked him to get me out twenty five thousand dollars and a few odd hundreds. He disappeared for a couple of minutes and came back with what I'd asked for. I took the odd hundreds and handed them to Lou to put in her bag and gave the other big pile to Sam.

`What's this for?' he asked.

`Your wages for getting everything done on the island in time,' I told him.

`But that's far too much. I haven't earned that much yet,' he protested.

`Well when you've earned that much, let me know, so we'll say it's part of your future wages too. Now put it away safe and let's go back to the lounge for a drink, I'm gasping.' Off we went back to the lounge. On entering the barman called out that he'd received a message. What was it? Sam asked, and was told, thirty five cents.

`Well you heard. Thirty five cents a share. How many shares do you think that there will be for sale?' he asked.

`I've no idea. Half a million? One million? Two? I don't know. But you can find out just how many shares were issued, when, and at what price. That will help later to know that.'

`If one million, that's going to cost you three hundred and fifty thousand dollars,' Lou piped up.

`So? There's enough money in Sam's shack to buy ten times that amount. That's not the problem. What is, is getting those shares by the end of trading on Friday,' I answered.

`Why?' Lou asked.

`Didn't you read Penny's notes?' I asked exasperatedly and when she nodded I went on a bit further.

`When the news gets out that Transline have secured a multi-billion dollar contract to build that refinery in Kuwait, the price of those shares are going to rocket. I anticipate they go to at least four times their current price.'

Wow,' was what I got from Penny, that would be just over a million dollars,' she said, quickly having worked it out. I wondered if I'd put the right girl in the right job with these two, or was it because Penny was more my size and made me look even better than I was? I couldn't give myself an honest answer to that one. But to jump ahead for the sake of continuity, we found out that the company had gone public six years earlier.

They had made quite a bit of money through their war contracts, but with it ending, those contracts dried up. So they had to get outside funds to keep going, and went public in 1946. The company issued five million shares, the principles retaining two million, i.e. forty percent. The remaining three million shares went out at twenty five cents each and were immediately snapped up.

But with only a rise of ten cents over six years, there were many of them on the market for sale. The brokers acting on my behalf, though they all didn't know they were buying for the same person, managed to secure one and three quarter million of the three million shares. This made me the biggest single shareholder of the company holding thirty five per cent of the shares issued, which was revealed later when the dust settled.

I was accused of insider dealing by the other major shareholders who only held ten per cent each, but this couldn't be proved. I went to an extraordinary board meeting later in the year and explained that I was an acute follower of the world's movement of oil. The fact that I had some shares in KuOil was the only connection that could be made.

I also explained that when I was last in Kuwait, I had seen Transline people doing surveys and it was by chance that I saw a Kuwaiti plane in Nassau and found out that it was bound for Maryland where Transline was based and that I put two and two together.

It was a matter of observation I pointed out to them. That was the exact same way that I had come by my shares in KuOil by seeing a Kuwaiti talking to an Italian ship broker. Observation is the key word I pounded out to them, not insider knowledge.

Grudgingly, I was invited onto the board where I stated that I had no wish to have any dealings with the running of the company and would probably cast an absentee vote at all meetings as I had other fish to fry.

When the news was released on the Monday of the signing of the multi billion deal to construct this refinery and tanks, the shares peaked by the end of the week at one dollar and fifty two cents. Lou was astounded that while on holiday, I had made, on paper, a profit of just over two million dollars. More than enough to buy the plane that I wanted, I laughed. Penny said she now understood how to make money.

But back to the present before we knew all this. We had another drink in the lounge and Stephen joined us, saying that the letters would be delivered first thing in the morning in London. The stewardesses liked the idea of the nudist beach on the island and would like to sample it sometime in the future. This I bore in mind because it could be useful. It was close to half four in the afternoon, so we went and got one of the boats to run us back to the island, Sam staying behind to start doing his part.

I was both exhilarated and tired from the day's dealings and fuckings that I stretched out and had half an hour sleep on the journey back. It was the cutting of the boat's engine that woke me and we disembarked and I went up to my rooms to shower and get changed for dinner. I was still in the shower when Penny came up to the rooms, she called and found I was still washing myself. I'd just about finished anyway, and I went out into the bedroom where Penny was waiting to see if there was anything else she needed to make notes on.

There was as it happened, and I went out into the bedroom completely naked and she didn't turn a hair. I didn't either as I got out my thong and putting it on. She was getting as used to me as Diane had and then I sat down to do my make-up. I did some dictation as I made my face up as a Eurasian, because I was going to wear my cheongsam that night to dinner for the benefit of Kim and Wang. Penny sat there fascinated as she saw me transform myself from a European to this Asian, just by using make-up.

I didn't put on my stockings and belt and she helped me to put on my tight dress and couldn't resist running her hand over the silk as it was smoothed down my body. Then she brushed my black wig for me after I had fixed it on my head, and then it was the shoes, and I was ready.

You look absolutely gorgeous,' Penny raved. You're going to knock their eyes out with that outfit. Is that real silk?' she asked, touching the dress again.

`Yes,' I simply said as we went out and made our way down-stairs. Silence fell on the lounge as she had predicted, my dress and manner had knocked them all silly. Drinks arrested halfway to the open mouth as they stared as I walked towards the gathering near the bar. Frobisher was the first to react by suddenly standing up and offering me a chair.

`Francis! You look stunning. You've sent all the men goggle eyed and the women will envy you for it.' I thanked him and sat down and my drink was there in a flash. I made small talk for a few minutes before excusing myself and talking to some of the others before dinner as we waited to watch the sun go down. The women admired my dress as much as the men in spite of what Frobisher had said.

After dinner, I wanted them to hear about my dream, so I sang two songs from that hit stage show, "South Pacific". The first was "Bali Hai" and then "Happy Talk". I loved those two because it was my dream island and I wanted everybody to have happy thoughts about it. That was really for the English speaking people there, and then I sang two songs in French, one in Italian and one in German. I got great applause as I finished and handed over to the pianist to finish off the evening.

Lou had brought a camera with her and took quite a few photos of me and various other guests. She had wanted one of her with the Prince which delighted her when he agreed. I had forgotten about the taking of pictures for them, so made a point of asking Victor to contact the photographer in Nassau to come out with Stephen in the morning when he came to collect the brothers Chen.

I was very weary when I went up to bed with Wesson that evening, but I still insisted that he fucked me to round off my score for the day.

Next morning after breakfast, I had my photograph taken outside with Kim and Wang before they left to much bowing and pleasantries. Then I took coffee upstairs again for Hassan, and got done over twice by him, though using the bed this time.

In between our two sessions, I asked him if he could delay the signing of the contracts with Transline till late Friday afternoon. When the New York Stock Exchange had closed for the weekend. He laughed and kissed me and agreed to do just that knowing exactly why I had asked. What about KuOil and London, he asked me, I said with a grin that they closed five hours before New York.

Then it was into Carlo's room in the afternoon for another right rogering, which left me sore again, being had twice again. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep under one of the poolside umbrellas wearing my new swimsuit.

Lou came into my room while I was getting ready for drinks and dinner to bring me up to date with what was going on in the world of finance. That didn't take long because they only just really started on the selling and buying spree.

`I gather that Prince Hassan was the man you saved from getting killed? Where you got wounded in the arm?' she asked. I said that it was.

`What about Mr Leopardi? How did you meet him?'

`On board one of my first ship's. Then we did some business together, and I later saved the family from possible ruin.'

I've been watching the way they both look at you. Much the same way as Wesson does,' she mused. I wonder if he noticed it. Or that you've been missing both mornings and both afternoons for over an hour each time, the same as them two. Could they possibly be old lovers?'

`That's none of your business,' I snapped.

Just think of it,' she continued as though I hadn't spoken. Three lovers all under the same roof, I wish I could be as lucky as that. Did you do it with all of them? Come on, as one girl to another?' I refused to answer her, so she gave out a giggle and hugged herself. `How delicious!'

`You breathe one word of this slander and I'll kill you,' I said.

I'd love to be fucked by a Prince,' she said, ignoring my remark again. How was he? How does he compare to the others?'

For fuck's sake Lou! Leave it alone. They're all men and have the same thing, except Carlo, and he's hung like a horse. I have to waddle like a duck afterwards,' I couldn't help but say laughing. If you're that interested, why not try them out yourself.' She obviously did, because I saw her disappear at almost the same time as Carlo after dinner for half an hour.

I sang again for them before we had dinner and managed to get round and speak to them all that evening as it was their last night on the island. Many pictures were taken and it was a busy next morning for Stephen and the boat's crews, ferrying them off to Nassau. Both the French and American consul's taking copies of the photographs that were originally taken for the brochure with them. All morning was spent saying goodbyes and watching them go off in stages till there was just Frobisher and Smith left because their flight wasn't till the early evening.

So the girls ate separately to let the four of us talk together.

After that splendid lunch and what I've eaten here since we arrived, I shall be sorry to go,' said Frobisher, echoed by Smith, but the desk calls I'm afraid. I expect to see you back there on Monday too,' he added.

Or thereabouts,' Wesson laughed, you know trouble finds Francis like a wasp finds a honey pot.'

`Well at least try harder to stay out of trouble Francis,' Frobisher laughed, as we went out to the lounge and sat there for the afternoon till it was time for them to go. We had our individual photos taken, me being in all of them with each guest. These I had framed later and sent off to all of those that had been there when they were ready.

I shook hands with Frobisher and was surprised when Smith, instead of shaking hands, gave me a big kiss on the cheek as he thanked me for letting him come. Somewhat startled, I think I blushed at him even thinking of kissing me, but then he didn't know what was under the dress. I had got a tingle inside me and a stirring down below at those last three words, and wondered what it would be like if I had let him come, inside of me.

I then began to wonder what it would be like to seduce him. He was handsome enough, but I had to push the thoughts aside as he would probably have gone ape shit if I'd seduced him before he'd found out that it was a male person doing the seducing. It had been different with Wesson. He'd known what he was taking on before we started and that made all the difference, but it was nice to muse over the thought. Wouldn't that upset Frobisher if I enticed Smith away from him as I was supposed to have done with Wesson.

He'd probably unfrock me in public, and that didn't bear thinking about in all senses of the word.

When the seaplane had departed with the last of our guests, I almost fell into Wesson's arms in sheer relief that it was all over and that we were all alone together.

`Well, what do you think?' I asked him as we went into the lounge for drinks before dinner.

I think you did yourself proud,' he beamed. They will be talking of this place for month's to come. I also think that we will get a lot of guests from having them here.' It warmed my heart when I heard him say we. It made all the effort seem worthwhile that Wesson was now using that word for us.

I love you Wesson,' I said, out loud, making him blush because we were within hearing distance of the staff. We'll go to bed early and you can make love to me all night. Then we'll go to the beach tomorrow and you can doing it all over again.' This brought smiles to the bar staff and even redder colour to Wesson's cheeks.

`You want your bottom smacked for that,' he said.

`Promises, promises,' I laughed.

I couldn't get him to smack my bottom, but he made his loving last as long as he could that night in bed.

Victor intercepted us before we got to the dining room next morning for breakfast.

Good news Miss Francis,' he beamed. I've just had London on the radio. Your agent there was most excited. He had all the pictures spread out on desks to choose for the brochure of this place when he had two men come in and promptly wanted to book when they saw the photos. So there are four people coming here tomorrow, landing at ten.'

That is good news Victor,' I said with glee, so see that they are properly pampered after we have left, which will be on Sunday afternoon.' Wesson was pleased for me as were the girls when I told them at breakfast.

`I bet it was the pictures of you two on the beach that sold it,' he said to them and they laughed at the thought. The girls were all for the beach again, so as soon as breakfast was over we went down and the four of us stripped off and frolicked in the sea before getting back onto our blankets for the sun to dry us. I was glad that Wesson was now losing his inhibitions about his own nudity in front on other females, though he did like looking at them.

Though I had said I wanted him to have sex with me on the beach the night before, I backed down on doing in front of the girls. I did managed to have a few sucks at his cock because for one, I couldn't keep my hands off him, and second, I was very much on edge about the buying of the shares on the New York Stock Exchange.

You were right!' said Lou, flopping down on the blanket next to me when Wesson was still in the water with Penny. He's definitely hung like a donkey. How in God's name could you take him? He nearly killed me with that cock of his last night!' she exclaimed, her tits heaving from the run up the beach, the water still dripping from her nipples.

`Did you tell Penny?' I asked, watching those heaving breasts before me.

God no! She'd kill me if she knew I'd been with a man that she didn't know about. But he was magnificent. I came twice before he'd even got going, and when he did come, I nearly hit the roof.' So at least I now had something to hold over her if she wanted or thought of speaking out of turn. You know, I could go back to being normal after that,' she said as we watched the other two slowly come out of the sea. `But I do like the softness of Penny.'

`As I like the hardness of Wesson,' I said with a laugh, and watched Wesson come striding up the beach and wasn't ashamed of what he had between his legs. He was big enough for most women and me, and more to the point, he now preferred having me as to another woman.

`Oh God, I want her now,' said Lou in a low voice.

`I want him too,' I said, my insides starting to scream out for relief. 'Let's go back to our rooms.'

`Good idea. I'm as randy as fuck,' said Lou getting up and went searching for her clothes.

`Going already?' called out Wesson to Lou.

So are we,' I said to him. She's as randy for Penny as I am for you. Let's go.' So they went off to their room and we went off to ours and I had a glorious hour in bed with him. We had more good news when we came back down for drinks. The American consul's aide had phoned and booked two couples in and one couple from the French consul's office, so we would have ten paying guests before we had to leave. It wouldn't be long before the place was full all the time.

To be continued.