I would like to share with my loyal readers (all 2 of them EXCLUDING Portia) an excerpt from a novel I am writing. Co-writing credits go to Professah Vanessah, but not to Portia.
Passion Under the Coconut Palms:
The sun shone brightly and reflected off the sea like the lights at a Hollywood premiere. But this was about as far from Hollywood as you could get. Or so he thought. Christian Van Essen stepped slowly off the pier onto the beach gripping his lab coat in his sweaty, manly hands. He wiped a bead of sweat off his strong forehead and scanned the pristine beach for any signs of life. As he scanned the lush tropical beach with his steely-grey eyes, he started. Emerging from the dense foliage came a small, almost comical nut brown figure, arms waving frantically. Removing his ray bans Christian squinted. “What or who is that?” he asked contemptuously, in a low bass voice which seemed to emanate from the depths of his strong, masculine chest. The figure continued towards him, pursued by three, tall, dark men wearing nothing but crisp white shorts which contrasted sharply with their broad, bronzed chests. Christian, his upper lip curled in disgust, stepped back towards the sea plane from which he had just disembarked.
Combing her fingers through her long, dark, lustrous silky hair, Saari gazed out over the pulsating waves. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a commotion on the beach. Her friend Ricardo lay sprawled upon the sand surrounded by a group of seemingly confused individuals. A tall, strong man with pasty skin was kneeling beside Ricky, tenderly caring for the injured larrikin. With his deft scientists’ hands, he massaged Ricky’s temples until his eyes flew open and he smiled weakly. Saari smiled in spite of herself. Ricardo was always getting himself into trouble. As she smiled, she heard her father call for her from within the hotel “Saari! Get to work, it’s getting late”. The handsome greying man appeared at the door.
“Oh father” She sighed “Whatever will become of poor Ricky” Brushing past the somewhat confused man, she couldn’t help but laugh.
2 comments:
I am laughing like a HYENA!!! hahahahah i love this!! oooo, swoon, Christian, do you have a number for him?? I kinda got confused over the Saari bit, i will have to read it again when i don't have tears clouding up my vision from laughing so hard. ahahahah!!! and i want it noted, i am nothing like portia!! the cheek of the girl! chuh!
I feel so hurt - to be the whipping girl of emotional striptease. Please stop it. I will not take this any more, and I wish the work the I did on this story to be adequately attributed to me. Do not forget that I am nearly a lawyer, and as such may in several years time be able to wave documents in front of you which may have some slight power to bring you before a court, in limited circumstances. Or not.
Portia
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