Samantha sat up in bed with a start. The shrill cries of a Lizard-Cuckoo echoing from the nearby forest interrupted what she imagined to be the best, most restful sleep she had experienced in some time. Raising her arms high above her body to stretch, Sam let out a deep yawn. As she did, the sheet she had been holding over her shoulders fell to her lap, exposing her breasts to the warmth of the day. A breeze blowing in from the ocean filled her room with the salty, crisp smell of the ocean. Sam inhaled deeply, allowing the salty sea air to fill her lungs. As she exhaled, she closed her eyes and fell back onto the bed with a satisfied grin on her face.
As she lay there, Samantha took a mental inventory of the events of the previous night. Meeting Lucy, swimming in the pond, the cavern...
And Carlos.
The thought of Carlos, and the things he did to her, flooded her senses. At once, she could see his naked body in the water. She could feel the soreness between her legs from his large cock.
And his taste.
"Oh yes," she said to herself as she ran her hands along her body, "I can still certainly taste you."
Samantha opened her eyes and forced herself out of the bed. Judging by the amount of light flooding the room, it was well past morning. A robe hung from the corner of a chair next to her bed. Sam slipped her arms through the sleeves and walked out onto the balcony. The sun was high in the air and the sounds of laughter and splashing could be heard below. Samantha leaned over the railing and surveyed the scene below.
As she expected, there were perhaps twenty people in or around the pond. Unlike the day before, nobody was wearing clothes today. Men and women of all ages mingled unashamedly naked. Near the entrance to one of the grottos, Sam could see a couple holding each other closely. The woman had her arms wrapped around her man's neck, and her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. Sam couldn't see the woman's face, but the gentle motion of their bodies in the water told her everything she needed to know. What is it about this place, she wondered to herself jokingly.
A dull pain in her wrist caught Sam by surprise. Looking down she saw the faintest tinge of purple under her skin. She turned her arm to see that the bruise went completely around her wrist. At first she was confused, but the events of the previous night brought her back into focus.
Carlos had grabbed her by the wrist when she tried to join Lucy and Julia in their grotto. She knew he grabbed her with enough force to stop her, but to leave a bruise so quickly concerned her. She moved her wrist and wriggled her fingers, searching for any increase in pain, but she found none.
Julio yelled up at Samantha from below.
"Good afternoon, Miss Samantha. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, I slept great Julio, thank you!"
"Are you hungry? Would you like anything to drink?"
At the mention of food Sam's stomach suddenly grumbled loudly.
"Yes please, I'm starving!"
"Ok ma'am, I will have some food brought to your room. And to drink? Perhaps a pitcher of sangria?"
"Yes, that would be wonderful!"
Julio nodded with a smile and whisked himself inside to carry out his task.
Sam left the balcony and walked to the bathroom where she found her phone sitting by the sink. Touching the screen, she was surprised to find that she had more than a dozen missed messages, and almost as many missed calls from her mother.
"What the fuck mom," she said, "I told you I'd call...you...wait...what...the fuck?"
A look of surprise and shock overtook Samantha's face as she looked at the date on the phone screen. It was Tuesday.
Samantha had arrived at the house on Sunday afternoon. It was early Monday morning when Carlos had told her, ordered her, to go to her room and get sleep.
Samantha had been asleep for well over a twenty-four hours. Suddenly the swell of texts and missed called made sense. She had promised her mother that she would call her every day to check in, and apparently she had slept completely through a day. Sam pressed the info button on the top of her screen which brought up her mother's contact information. As she hit the call button there was a knock on the door. Before she could make it a step to the door her mother answered.
"Hey mom. Yeah, I...Yes, I..."
Sam walked quickly and opened it to find Julio standing there with a large tray of food. Other people stood behind him.
"Mom, hold on...I'm fine mom..."
Wordlessly, Sam motioned him inside and walked out towards the balcony. She motioned Julio outside and pointed to the table. Julio understood and brought the large tray out to her. Another man followed him with a large pitcher of sangria, a bucket of ice and a glass. Sam continued to pace around the balcony, trying to get a word in to her mother.
"I know mom, I...Yes I know you were..."
Another man came into the room with two large suitcases. The sight of this stopped Samantha in her tracks.
"Mom, hold on...Mom...Let me call you back."
Sam hit the end button on her phone before her mother could object. Quickly she walked back into her room.
"Julio? What is this? How did you get the rest of my things?"
Julio didn't say a word, but quietly handed her an envelope. Sam took it from him and turned it over. Her name was written on the front in beautiful lettering.
"What is this?" She asked. Julio remained silent.
She opened the envelope and pulled out a single piece of paper. Unfolding it she found a letter written in the same elegant lettering.
Gatito
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