Sorry it took so long, I had to change it a bit. You will understand at the end. To those of you that have followed the story, thank you. Also a very large thank you to the Professor. You have helped me a great deal. With that being said, this last part is dedicated to you, without a doubt you are 'the one'. For everyone, I do hope you enjoy the twist at the end. Thanks and enjoy the journey.
The cab ride back was uneventful. Susan laid her head on his shoulder during the drive, while Chad held her close. They arrived at the hotel and Chad returned their empty picnic basket, still holding Susan's hand. The desk clerk smiled and asked Chad if they enjoyed the waterfall.
"If you want to start your own business, sell tickets to that place," he told him, unable to keep from turning to Susan beaming at her. She, in return, flushed bright red.
After leaving the desk and making their way through the lobby, Chad turned to Susan and said, "We have time for a shower and quick change of clothes. I'll meet up with you in an hour or so."
"So you don't want me to wash your back, or maybe your front?" she said coyly?
"If you wash my back, or anything else for that matter, I'll need a wheel chair to go home," he joked before kissing her lightly.
Chad walked Susan her room. She tried to coax him into making love again and even pouted a little when he declined. He got back to his room and started the shower. While he was undressing, he noticed his clothes had a sprinkling of sand on them. His memories of the waterfall were going to be with him for some time.
After he was clean of all the sand and the smell of sex, he got dressed. As he was packing his things, there was a knock at the door. "God, this woman has an unbelievable sex drive!" he said to himself as he went to answer the door. He opened it and was surprised. It wasn't Susan, but Monica standing there.
"Hello, Chad. Mind if I come in?" she asked. It took Chad a moment to recover from his initial shock. Monica stood there smiling at him in an amused way.
"Yes, please. Where are my manners? I thought you were Susan coming to meet me," he told her while stepping aside to let her pass.
"May I ask what you thought of the waterfall?" Monica inquired.
"Oh my God! It's like having a heaven tucked away just for you," he replied.
"I thought you two might enjoy it. It's a place where two people can find each other, if they look hard enough," Monica said.
"Monica, I have to ask you something. I hope you won't find this too prying. It appears that you're trying very hard to make sure Susan and I spend time together. What's the catch?" he asked, raising his eyebrow a little.
"Well, since you're curious, I'll tell you. It all started when I saw you dancing the first night. It was clear that you were falling in love with her," she said.
"What are you saying, Monica?"
"I'm saying that when two people are on separate paths in life, sometimes they need a little push in the right direction," she replied. "Now, can I ask you a question?" she said. Chad nodded approvingly.
"Are you falling in love with her?" Monica asked. Her affect showed that she obviously knew the answer.
"That's kind of a personal question, don't you think?" he said, avoiding answering her.
"Think of it as something I would like to know before you leave the island," Monica said.
"Ok, yes. I am falling in love with her. Don't ask me to explain it, but I am," he said, a little surprised by his admission.
"You haven't told her yet have you, Chad?"
"No. Not in so many words," Chad admitted.
"Sometimes when people meet, it's for a reason. They don't have to know why. They don't even have to understand it. One thing is for sure. If you love her, you need to tell her. Don't let the moment slip by you like a ghost in the night," Monica said.
"This is all very strange, Monica. Are you the Island's tour guide or a match maker?" he asked.
"Maybe a little of both, she replied with a sparkle in her eyes. "I have to get going. I hope everything turns out well for you. If you ever come back to the Islands, come find me and let me know how things turned out," she said.
When she opened the door and stepped out, she looked at Chad over her shoulder. "Remember, Chad, adventure takes us on a round-about journey. Fate shows us the way."
"I will Monica. It was a stroke of fate that I met you," Chad said. She left and Chad finished packing. 'What a strange woman,' he thought.
Chad finished packing, placing the suitcases by the hot tub. Staring at the tub, he remembered the great sex he and Susan had in the bubbles and water. Chad went around the room making sure he left nothing behind.
He noticed some laundry under the edge of the couch. He picked up the garment and noticed it was a pair of lacy panties. Since no one else had come up to his room during the weekend, he figured they belonged to Susan. Another knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"This room is turning into Grand Central Station," Chad said in an annoyed tone.
Chad opened the door to find Susan standing there. She was fidgeting and biting her lower lip. To Chad, it appeared something was bothering her.
"Susan, I thought we were going to meet in the lobby," he said.
"I was packing and noticed a pair of my panties was missing. I was wondering if they ended up here," she told him, still biting her lip.
"I just found them under the couch. Come in and sit down while I finish checking the room," Chad said as he moved to the side.
Susan walked in and went to the couch. She sat with her hands in her lap, her eyes looking at the floor. Chad found it odd that a woman so sexually charged was acting as if she was nervous.
"Susan it looks like something is bothering you. Did I do something wrong? Has something happened?" Chad asked.
"I just wanted to be with you alone for a few moments," she said still looking down.
"I think I've come to know you fairly well, something is bothering you. Whatever it is you can tell me," Chad told her as he knelt down in front of her.
Susan looked down at Chad. She searched his eyes as if looking for the strength she seemed to lack.
"I don't know where to start, Chad. Ever since I met you at the pool, I've felt safe and happy."
"Is that what has you troubled? Susan, you don't need to feel ashamed of your feelings. You are who you are. You can't change that," Chad said as he held her hand.
"We've had a lot of fun this weekend. I don't think I will ever be more satisfied, even if I try. The truth is I trust you so much that I feel I can tell you anything. I can tell you things about me and you won't be scared off, like other men," Susan told him as she searched his eyes for a sign.
"If I was going to be scared off, I would have done it after the cove. You were really horny that day. Then again, the waterfall wasn't bad either. You have a gift for talking dirty," Chad told her.
"I know I have a high sex drive. I like teasing. I like - many things--things that might make you think badly of me. You told me in the hot tub that you don't use women," she said biting her lip again.
"I feel sex should be enjoyed by both parties. If I just take what I want, then you get nothing. That wouldn't be very fair to you," Chad said.
"What would you do if I told you...what if I said I...I mean it would be ok if..." Susan couldn't find the words to tell him.
"Susan you're not making any sense. Now tell me what's on your mind," Chad said, maybe a little more forcibly than he needed to.
Susan looked as if she might start to cry. "What if I told you that I want you to do that? That it would be ok to use me. I feel like I'm living in a shell. I trust you. It's required for the first step. The first step in releasing ..." she blurted out.
Chad stared at her, not knowing how to respond to this declaration of truth. Susan sat there looking at him wondering if he would turn and run away. Was he the one who she searched for all these years? Chad stared at her, not knowing how to respond
He wasn't stupid. He knew that some women have two sides. One, was the out going, normal, everyday woman that went about her day like any other. The other was one that needed to submit to a dominant person, to relinquish control of their lives to someone they trusted.
Chad stood up and went over to his suitcase. Susan lowered her head and began softly crying. She tried to tell him, but the results came out the same as the others. With all her hopes of finding the right one gone, she stood up. She needed to leave this embarrassing moment behind her, to return to the shell until 'the one' would come and set her free. Chad noticed her trying to leave.
"Where are you going, Susan?" Chad asked in a tone that even surprised him.
Susan jumped at the firmness in his voice. Was there a possibility he might be the one? Could this really be the end of the searching? Chad sensed her hesitancy.
"I asked you a question, Susan," Chad said firmly.
"I-I w-was just about to..." she stammered.
Chad closed the distance between them, coming to standing in front of her and towering over her. Susan instinctively lowered her eyes and shrank back, letting him know that she accepted his dominance. "I did not give you permission to leave, Susan." Susan nodded submissively.
