I forcefully slam my hand down upon the blaring alarm clock as the noise pierces my eardrums like a sharp knife through soft butter. I reluctantly rise, wipe the sleep from my eyes and then stagger into the bathroom to take a nice hot shower.
I get dressed and think of all the fun things I would be doing during the week I will be visiting Hawaii for a well-deserved vacation. I had mentioned to my friends that I pleasantly associate with in a chat room I frequently visit that I will not be around for the next week.
After finishing packing my suitcases, I quickly check my e-mail. As I scroll down the almost endless list, one catches my eye. It was from one of my female friends that I frequently chatted with from the chat room. It had stated that about this time she is going to be visiting some relatives in the area and to call her with the name of the hotel and a phone number so we can meet.
My heart races as thoughts of meeting my on-line "sweetheart" run through my mind like electricity through a wire. I gather up my luggage and set out for the airport, and after a grueling flight and airplane food that appeared and tasted like it came from a soup kitchen, I finally arrive in Hawaii.
The airport was humongous as I gaze around in amazement, wondering if I should rent a car just to get around it. I attempt to forge through the sea of people while the luggage turnstile almost sweeps me away as I try to grab my luggage from the endless stream of multicolored suitcases. With a sigh of relief, I finally exit the airport and hail a cab to take me to my final destination, the hotel.
I settle down into my room and I decide to lie on the bed and relax for a few moments. After some time, I rise and search my belongings for the number of my on-line girlfriend, so that I can call her. I pick up the phone and dial the number, and after a few rings, a pleasant female voice answers with "Hello?"
I pleasantly respond with "Hello" and ask if this was the person, I had talked to on the internet. Excitedly, she exclaimed, "Yes!" and asked me what hotel I was staying at and the room number. I tell her, and after some wonderful conversation, we arrange to have dinner at one of the local restaurants. She described what she would be wearing so I would know who I am looking for.
After taking a relaxing hot shower and changing my clothes, I call a cab to take me to the restaurant. As I arrive at the restaurant, I notice a beautiful woman fitting the description of my on-line friend.
She had long silky hair, a face that you can only compare to some of the most beautiful Hawaiian tropical flowers, and wearing a one-piece skirt with a multi-colored floral design around a figure that would drop almost any man to his knees.
I walk up to her and pleasantly introduce myself. As I briefly, gaze into her innocent yet devilish eyes and watching the soft, gentle curves of her warm inviting smile, my knees feel like they were about to give out and my tongue temporarily goes numb. After quickly regaining my composure, we enter the restaurant and wait for a table.
I gaze around in awe at the beautiful Polynesian décor of the restaurant, and the beautiful costumes that the servers were wearing as the host seats us at our table. We partake in flirtatious and meaningful conversation as we feast upon the various delectable foods that they served in exquisite fashion.
After an extremely delightful meal, we laugh and snicker as we exit the restaurant holding each other's hand. I raise my hand to hail a taxi to bring me back to my hotel but she insisted that she give me a ride back. I politely decline but she would not take no for an answer.
Before bringing me back to my hotel, since the night was still relatively young, we decided to stop into a couple of the local nightclubs, where we danced and lived what seemed to be "La Vida Loca" ("The Crazy Life") until the wee hours of the morning.
We must have danced every possible dance there was and maybe invented a few along the way as we fun and frolicked until the nightclub closed. After what seemed to be the most exciting night I have had in awhile, we leave the nightclub and she brings me safely back to my hotel.
We reminisce about the wonderful time we had as we walk up to my room and open the door. As I stand before her and bid her a good night, we make possible plans for the rest of the week. Just before she turns to leave, she wraps her long loving arms around me and places a passionate kiss on my lips that I will never forget. Then after a seductive stare and devilish smile, she turns and struts away.
As she walks away, I shake my head in amazement while slowly recovering from the paralyzing effects of her warm passionate kiss. I turn and walk into my room and then into the bathroom to take a hot shower. Afterwards, I lie down on the bed to attempt to get some sleep. I try to sleep, but it seemed almost impossible as I toss and turn, thinking about the most wonderful woman I have met in a long time.
For the next few days, it seemed to get better and better as each day passes, as we fun and sun by day, fund and frolic by night. Occasionally walking on the beach while we watched the beautiful hues of the setting sun, and slowly basing in the moonlight, gazing upon the star-studded skies, wondering how good I would look in a grass skirt and a pair of coconuts.
On the last day of my so far unforgettable vacation, we decide to spend a day at the authentic Hawaiian Huki Luau. It was a time I will never forget. We met people representing the many different tribes, learned how to fish with a fishing net and hula dancing were just some of the many things we did during the day.
