Brunette on Blonde 06
Aurelia's story
Having examined the holiday from Alex and Rachel's perspectives, it's the turn of the stunning blonde whom all adore but nobody is seemingly willing to allow her freedom.
All participants in sex acts are over eighteen.
Aurelia, the golden girl, was a rare beauty: perfect features on a light brown complexion set off by a mane of blonde hair. Her beauty probably still endures today as timelessly as that of, say, Catherine Deneuve or Nichelle Nichols. She wasn't always as strikingly attractive: as a young child she had been no more than cute. But she had blossomed as a near perfect woman in every respect. So she was constantly the centre of attention, wearingly so. Girls looked up to her as a natural leader, and boys fantasised about her. Many more aggressive males wanted her for their personal possession. They crowded out less assertive males from contact with her. When out in a group she became socially imprisoned in a gilded cage. She didn't want the company of alpha males but she was isolated from others more suited to her temperament
This narrative revolves around a holiday in the 70s when she was eighteen and about to go to university. The holiday would mark her adulthood and a bid for freedom. But it would not be without trials and tribulations. So we must go back to her formative years to understand how she became what she was on that holiday isle.
Her father, Derek had named her Aurelia because she was born with a shock of short golden blonde hair. When young she was pretty but thin. Nevertheless, she attracted the romantic attentions of boys, who wanted to be seen around with her. Some even asked to be her boyfriend. She always refused. Others simply invented stories to brag about her being their girlfriend. It was innocent, child-like bragging, but the growing mystique around her gradually set her apart from other girls. She was popular with the boys, whom she disdained, but treated with reserve by the girls.
Then puberty wrought a wondrous change, which was also to prove a curse. Her childish features soon gave way to a serenely beautiful face. She was soon besieged by aspiring teenage boyfriends, many of whom were disinclined to take no for an answer.
She was her daddy's favourite growing up, which didn't upset her much older brother, Simon, one bit.
Simon, like his father, was handsome. It must have been something in the family genes. There was something Scandinavian in their fair hair and clean complexions. Simon was also clever and sensitive, all qualities to prove attractive to others, but most especially impressionable young women. He had no shortage of female admirers. So he was relaxed with his father's obvious affection for his younger sister, and content to be her protector rather than vying for their parent's affections.
His and Aurelia's paths diverged when he went to senior school, to a prestigious college with a generous endowment. His father was a successful businessman, so the family wanted for nothing. As a boarder, he saw less of his family. His parents had an active lifestyle so did not miss his absence. But Aurelia did. He was her hero, and the male against which she judged all others, and found them falling short. His frequent absences were to affect her acutely. She had grown to depend on him for company when young; then as her hero and protector as she matured. She idolised him, and was proud to be seen with him by her friends.
Her arrival had been a mistake, conceived four years after her older brother. Her parents had careers which pre-occupied their time and left little spare for her. She often had no one to confide in or to guide her. Yet far from going off the rails, she developed a strong sensitivity to others and a well-developed sense of propriety. What weaknesses she may have had were well hidden and of little importance.
Her burgeoning beauty was however proving to be a social impediment. At the age of thirteen when her beauty was blossoming and her admirers becoming insistent, she found herself alone and isolated, even amongst her friends. Girls looked to her as a leader, because of her astonishing looks and poise, though she felt no hubris from that adulation. Her puberty had begun at eleven, with prominent nipples, followed by small mounds. She wore sports-type bras at first. She went to a girls' school with a good academic reputation. So she was set for a golden career like her brother. Academically, she distinguished herself, but in her private life it began to go all wrong.
She was not the first girl in her cohort to develop breasts, but hers when they came were remarkable for both their shape and their beauty. Other girls took little notice at first of Aurelia's developing bust, which was well concealed within her unflattering bras. They had inflicted their merciless teasings on other, early developers. By the time her friends took notice of how Aurelia's body was shaping up, she had already attained an aura as the golden girl.
Her mystique happened almost by accident. When she was fourteen, she was seen by some of her friends in town on a Saturday with her brother Simon. He had travelled some distance home from university for a weekend visit with the family. He had booked himself overnight into a local hotel, intending to entertain one of the town girls who proved so easy to seduce; his parents had not minded that. But he wanted to spend some time on the Saturday with his beautiful sister. So they were seen in the centre of the town, walking arm in arm and chatting quite happily, as devoted siblings would.
The following Monday back at school, Aurelia's friends wanted to know all about her handsome escort. They were no less jealous nor sceptical to hear that he was her brother. Why had they not seen him before?
He was indeed archetypically tall, handsome and attractive. Together they looked an impressive couple. Some girls could not believe that he was her sibling. They already regarded Aurelia with awe, so now placed her on a metaphorical pedestal. She had become a leader without even trying or wanting. Other girls would hang around her, and chatter amongst themselves, yet never stray far from their social fulcrum.
That was a pattern that would later be repeated in mixed social groups, and it would become her social prison.
She was truly a stunner with her luxuriant honey blonde hair, perfect complexion and moderately shapely body. By the time she left school at eighteen, to go on to university, her appearance was peerless. Even the males in her family were taking note. Her father had encouraged a relaxed attitude at home, and seen her - he thought - blissfully unaware of his attention as she walked naked between bedroom and bathroom. He was enchanted by her grace and beauty but protective of her. He would never dare to touch her.
It was at fourteen that more socially confident boys first started taking a proprietary interest in her. Aspiring boyfriends would surround her at social events, displaying an air of entitlement. She found herself progressively being separated from her female friends in mixed gatherings, by a cordon of teenage males, willing to compete for her affections, but physically deterring her from escaping their collective cordon. Her friends began to desert her, thinking her aloof and too ready to revel in her adored status.
They could not have been more wrong.
For Aurelia was that rare thing: a stunning young woman who was also genuinely modest and self-effacing. Beauty to her was not an asset but a curse. She felt no pride in her looks. Her frequent complaints about being the centre of the boys' attention was seen by some of her friends as self-promotion rather than as a cry for help. For wasn't Aurelia an outstanding beauty, who had all the advantages in life? So jealousy of others tinged her relations with her friends.
Her father long ago stopped playing with her on his knee. He was sensitive to his parental responsibilities and disturbed by her growing allure.
Her brother increasingly eyed her when he came home from boarding school for holidays, but he never thought of molesting her. He was proud of his dazzlingly beautiful little sister. And when he went off to university he found other distractions, in beautiful young women who were willing to throw themselves at him, simply to experience his unique physical attributes. He could flirt with them and male love to them whilst his stunning younger sister was too young and out of bounds.
He came home for Aurelia's last summer before university. He had graduated and was due to start a job in the Autumn. For the summer he found work doing gardening jobs and pool maintenance. Their upmarket, leafy Surrey town had plenty of pools with stay-at-home wives with time on their hands willing to exploit a good-looking student.
