This is the third standalone story in the Susan Saga. You don't need to read either Susan Comes Out or Bell but for those who are reading for the first time may I suggest you start with Bell and then move onto Susan Comes Out before concluding with Life After Bell ... Enjoy!
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INTRODUCTION
It was our final day at the old holiday home that I came out to Bell explaining that although I was bisexual, I had a leaning towards women because all the men I had known had either betrayed me or had mistreated me. We married eighteen months later and everything about our life was perfect: that is until five and a half years later when we were taking a four-day break at our flagship resort in the tropical north. It was a magnificent five-star resort which was built by her father just two years before the accident that took both Bell's parents from her.
We had been there just two days when Bell announced that she didn't feel too well saying she would spend the day in bed. The following morning she looked terrible and we decided to return home the following morning. After a series of tests, it was revealed that she was eaten up with cancer from her bowel to her chest and was given just three months to live. As usual, she took it in her stride arranging her will and also making funeral arrangements. She then explained to me that she was leaving the company and everything else to me explaining that I would need to take control of the company immediately.
During these very early days, Bell was remarkable and when I returned from the office each day she would listen and give me the advice I so needed at that time. Although she had been given three months, she died just four and a half weeks later.
I was unable to work for the next four weeks and it was when the office phoned telling me that I had to get back otherwise our rural section would have to be sold.
SUSAN LOOKS TOWARDS THE FUTURE
Eighteen months after Bell's funeral I announced that I was taking three weeks off work in order to recoup after the hectic times of my grieving and the changeover when I took full control of her empire. On my second afternoon at my flagship resort in the tropical north, I noticed a small but incredibly beautiful Asian woman approaching the large gazebo beside the swimming pool.
She was tiny being not more than four feet eleven inches with short black hair highlighted with silver streaks and perky breasts which were barely covered by the briefest of bikini. Stepping confidently up to the sun lounge next to mine she introduced herself as Michelle saying that most people called her Mikey. Looking at her lying on the sun lounge opposite me I noticed that although her eyes were certainly Asian in appearance their color was a very pronounced blue and she also possessed an aquiline nose suggesting that she was of mixed parentage.
Not being able to take my eyes off her Mikey told me a bit about herself saying that although her father came from Southern China her mother was from England. She explained that her mother's father was in the foreign service and that while their daughter was on a Mediterranean cruise, she met a Chinese man a year older than herself: the typical shipboard romance began, and they began a very sexy romance. Nine weeks after the cruise the daughter learned she was pregnant and so her Chinese lover proposed. Smiling Mikey explained that she was the girl conceived during the shipboard romance.
Over the next few days, Mikey and I became firm friends and I noticed that she possessed a very strong no-nonsense temperament. Although this type of temperament can be very off-putting with some people yet with Mikey it appeared to make her even more desirable. Over the first few days, Mikey and I had covered a large part of our life story.