Sabrina vowed to never again become seriously involved with another man after her second divorce in ten years. She spent months with heavy depression attempting to find a reason why two different husbands felt the need to cheat on her. She was always faithful, loving, honest, and very attractive. It made no sense to her at all and the more she tried to figure it out, the less sense it made to her.
Now that Sabrina was thirty five and a successful photographer, the desire to have a man in her life was gone. She had plenty of other relationships to keep from becoming a total introvert, none of them male, and she was perfectly fine with that. Sabrina had no kids, no pets, a small house in Lancaster Pennsylvania, and a photo shop she had built from the ground up.
Sabrina started her own local photography company after graduating from Shippensburg University in 2003. By 2015, Sabrina was one of the most popular American photographers in the entire United States. Sabrina was most popular for her extensive collection of Amish photographs. She didn't take pictures of the people persay, but the more iconic images associated with the Amish lifestyle: buggies, barns, horses, etc.
Sabrina had an enormous fan base and constantly got offers to sell her business. Now that Sabrina had over a dozen other photographers working for her, all she did now for the most part, was to simply keep the business running. Fortunately, neither of her ex husbands were entitled to any piece of her business. Sabrina was both smart and savvy, two qualities that men apparently don't care for in a woman.
Nearly a year after Sabrina's second divorce was finalized, she decided to go on a much needed vacation. During that year, husband number two had convinced Sabrina that her obsessive work ethic and no desire for children was why he cheated on her. Sabrina knew better though, he cheated because he was a gigantic douche pickle.
Now was the perfect time for a big destination vacation. Pennsylvania was wonderful and all, but Sabrina needed something to distract her from the reminders of her every day life in Lancaster. Being that it was February, some place much warmer and much less snowy was what she had in mind. Her only real problem with taking a vacation was deciding if she wanted to go alone, or take one of her many friends along.
Most of Sabrina's friends were successful and didn't need much notice to drop everything and join her in a week long get away. Her only stipulation she made to herself was no men allowed. It wouldn't be very hard to remember that rule, because Sabrina only had two guy friends, and they were both already happily married. Still, a no men allowed weekend with Sabrina's wildest and most outgoing friend could prove to be a fantastic idea (or the worst idea ever).
First, Sabrina was going to need a killer destination. This was the time of year that Mexico was a very popular place to go, but Sabrina wasn't looking for a 'spring break' kind of getaway. The Bahamas were also out since that was where her and husband number two honeymooned. Once Sabrina realized she had no desire to mess around with passports and customs, the choice was obvious; Hawaii. Sabrina, being the savvy business woman that she was, knew that this could be a business write off if she brought her camera gear. Brilliant.
Sabrina had never been to Hawaii, surprisingly. She had been all over the rest of the world pretty much, but it never dawned on her until now that she overlooked Hawaii her entire life. She didn't know why, but Sabrina had never once considered going there. Maybe fate was saving that beautiful part of the world for her until just now. Whatever the reason, the universe was telling her to go there now, after two failed marriages and at the young, wise age of thirty five.
After spending the entire week booking flights, notifying her employees and renting hotel rooms, it was time to spring this on her life long friend, Julie, who would never say no to anything Sabrina would ask her. Julie and Sabrina had been friends since the third grade. They graduated high school together, went to college together in Shippensburg and had been really close friends nearly their entire lives. That is, until Julie admitted to sleeping with Sabrina's first husband, only six months after getting married to him
Julie agonized for weeks about how to break it to her BFF that she slept with her husband. Julie was a bit of a nymphomaniac ever since puberty, but had never let herself get involved with any of Sabrina's past or present boyfriends. When Julie did finally tell Sabrina what had happened, she was devastated. Not only had her husband cheated on her, but her life long friend had essentially stabbed Sabrina in the back.
Apparently what had happened was Sabrina's first husband had went out for drinks with Julie while Sabrina was in Chicago for the weekend on business. It started off innocently and it wasn't the first time they had gone out for drinks together. They were all close friends at the time and way back before Sabrina started dating the guy, the three of them had a drunken one night stand threesome together. Sabrina and Julie had done that sort of thing bunches of times during college together.
Julie had tried telling Sabrina that it was purely a physical thing between her and Sabrina's husband. Sabrina couldn't really blame Julie for having sex with her husband, given her propensity for men. Her husband on the other hand, should have known better. Shortly after the incident, Sabrina filed for divorce and her friendship with Julie became estranged for a while.
They remained friends, but they weren't anywhere near as close of friends as they had been. When Sabrina married for a second time, their friendship became more of a once a week phone call and maybe twice a year visit. But when Sabrina was cheated on for a second time during her second marriage, Sabrina and Julie came much closer to one another again. Julie was a very strong woman and Sabrina needed someone like that to lean on after divorce number two.
Julie never married since she had such a gigantic appetite for sex. Julie never had a serious relationship with another female. She was only ever drawn towards men and was a truly genuine nymphomaniac. To look at her, it was no surprise she was with someone new every other day. To put it bluntly, Julie was pornstar hot. She was tall, thin, naturally blonde, big breasted, tattooed everywhere, and had a huge bouncy ass. Julie was always tan and wore clothes so revealing sometimes, she may as well have been walking around naked.
Julie was a professional escort for rich men that paid her to be eye candy at big events. If they paid well enough, she would have sex with them, and they always paid well. Her standard rate for an evening out, with a happy ending, was $2,000. Some of her regular customers that had fetishes, would sometimes pay $5,000 for a weekend with her. Little did those men know, but Julie was such a nympho that she would have escorted for free with most of them.
Sabrina, who was not a nympho, did enjoy the occasional sex romp with a completely random, unknown guy. However, she hadn't done anything like that in a very long time. The last time was before husband number one, but she remembered it being highly enjoyable at the time. Sabrina couldn't connect with another female in an emotional way like she could with a man, much like Julie, but if she could, then she would've sworn off men completely before marrying one.
Sabrina wasn't pornstar sexy like Julie, but finding a date was never a problem either. Sabrina was just a smidgen shorter than Julie, but just as thin. Her breasts and butt weren't quite as big as Julie's either, they were a little more proportioned to her body size. She did have a few tattoos that accentuated her favorite parts about herself. She had a flower on top of her right foot, a butterfly on her left calf muscle, and a pattern of hearts on the small of her back.
Sabrina had red bushy hair that she kept short, freckles all over her chest and back and naturally rosy cheeks. She never wore makeup because of her already cute complexion. Her best feature that drove men crazy admittedly, were her perfect eyebrows that couldn't have shaped her face any better. Julie always commented on Sabrina's eyebrows and was incredibly jealous of them. Sabrina liked to dress modestly, but she never wore sneakers or shoes that covered her feet. She only wore sandals or flip flops, even in February.
The last Friday in February, Sabrina was ready to message Julie to see if she was able to go with her to Hawaii next weekend. Sabrina knew that Julie would cancel anything and everything to go on a weekend getaway with her best friend. Sabrina was so sure Julie would go that she had already gotten plane tickets for two people and made hotel accommodations for two people as well. The only real problem Sabrina could see was in getting Julie to leave Hawaii with her when the vacation ended.
Sabrina texted Julie asking her, "hey girlfriend, you busy next weekend? I'm planning a four day getaway from this damned February weather in Pennsylvania."
Julie called Sabrina about ten seconds after getting the text message. "Hell yeah, where are we going? Please don't say Mexico."
Sabrina laughed and said, "like you wouldn't go to Mexico if that's what I said. I've booked four days in Honolulu starting Thursday. You can pay for dinners and alcohol."
"Hawaii???!!! I'm so there. You already got plane tickets? What about a hotel? Let me pay for something more than dinners and alcohol. I've had an exceptional few months since Christmas. I had a couple pay me $7,500 to go with them to Barbados for their anniversary. We did some sick nasty shit, let me tell you."
