DAY TWO: FINDING SANCTUARY
Yesterday (Saturday) Lindsay met Melina, a German model currently killing time over the Anzac Day long weekend in Melbourne. She agrees to take her on a guided tour of Melbourne and is attracted to the beautiful woman who loves other women. They are drawn closer together that night and Lindsay has her first lesbian experience. The following morning she awakes in Melina's hotel room and after breakfast offers to take her to Healesville Sanctuary and then back to her house so as she can spend the night in a real Australian house. Melina readily agrees but as the day progresses, Lindsay finds herself becoming increasingly attracted to Melina.
Lindsay woke that morning to a muffled voice in German followed by the clink of a metal spoon against a cup. The events of the previous day and night came back to her and she opened her eyes and then shut them again as the light hit her. Melina was talking on the phone to someone but the conversation was in German.
We slept together,
she touched her inner thigh lightly.
And it felt good,
she smiled and opened her eyes again and propped on her elbows. She was naked under the sheets but Melina was sitting on top of the sheet wearing a burgundy, satin dressing gown with some kind of Chinese motif in the form of a yellow dragon stitched into it. Her hair was still wet and Lindsay caught the aroma of body-wash. She had the phone beside her on the bed and a bluetooth earpiece in her ear, a laptop was balanced on her legs and seeing she was awake, Melina tapped her shoulder and pointed to a tray on wheels beside the bed. Lindsay's stomach growled as she looked at the selection of toast, jams and spreads, butter, a choice of cereals, freshly diced fruit, orange juice and coffee in a cafetiere.
As Lindsay eased over Melina's legs the German model pulled her knees up in front of her but kept talking as Lindsay perched on the edge of the bed and inspected the selection of food. The toast was not the same kind of bread she had at home, it had seeds in it. She spread strawberry jam on a slice of toast and picked up a piece of kiwi fruit and popped it in her mouth.
Melina was still talking on the phone but the conversation ended with, "danke, auf wiedersehen."
"Sorry," she rubbed her shoulder, "I had to make a call."
"That's cool," she replied, "I actually know those last three words, but it's your native language, so speak it whenever you want. I should learn another language, I've always admired people who can speak more than one language. Maybe I'll learn German?"
"I can teach you German if you like," she put the laptop beside her and crossed her legs, "I didn't know what you wanted for breakfast so I ordered a few extra things."
"It's more than I manage for breakfast in the morning."
"You do not eat big breakfasts?" Melina picked up a small box of cereal.
"I do like a big breakfast but it's a matter of conserving my finances. When Jenny was sharing the house I did eat bigger breakfasts but now she's moved out it's back to toast and butter."
"Then help yourself, if you want me to order a full breakfast I can do it."
"No that's fine, really. This is plenty but thanks."
Some twenty five minutes later, Lindsay finally collapsed back onto the bed and threw her arms out behind her.
"Fuck that was good," she stretched and spread her legs. Melina tickled her pubic hair and Lindsay looked at her and smirked, "what, fancy a bit of morning glory now?"
"I am fine, just seeing if you were awake, so, how was your first time with a woman?"
"Fucking delicious," she put a hand on her breast, "I've never had a man yet who could give me an orgasm but my first time with a woman and I felt like I was coming apart at the seams."
"So, you are thinking of changing sides?" Melina smiled at her.
"Definite possibility, although I do like the hardness of a man."
"A dildo is hard."
"Stop it," she propped on her elbows and looked down at the dark patch of hair between her legs, "unless you're going to use one on me."
She squinted at the skyscrapers and buildings outside.
"Shit they can probably see me like this, there could be some pervert out there with a zoom lens and I'll be on porn hub by lunchtime."
"The windows are darkened on the outside for privacy," Melina replied.
"So," Lindsay sat up and hugged her knees, "what're your plans for the day?"
"I wanted to go out walking, maybe I will go into Carlton for a coffee. What are you planning on doing? You are welcome to come along."
"I was going to head on home but coffee sounds nice even though the cup I had was pretty good and this hotel room is so fucking luxurious. I could just sit here all day."
"I hate hotel rooms," she replied, "it is different when you are in them all the time. I love just getting out and exploring. In some cities I have friends I stay with just to get out of the hotel."
Lindsay contemplated her options as she rocked back and forth.
She'd never say yes.
"Wanna stay at my joint tonight?"
"In," Melina's eyes lowered, "Ringwood?"
"East Ringwood actually but Ringwood is close enough. I mean Jenny's gone, there's fuck all to do there but," she frowned, "if we left now and hopped on the train we could take my car and go to Healesville."
"What is that?"
"It's a place, a country town on the outskirts of Melbourne. There's not much there except for the Sanctuary, it's a zoo for Australian animals, you can even walk into some of the enclosures."
"I want to see it," Melina's head hit the wall, "I said to a friend just before I left London that I wanted to see a kangaroo and a koala, but all I have seen are stuffed toy animals."
"So it's a goer," Lindsay smiled, "I mean you'd want to go."
"Ja," she looked at her, "I could call the car to take us there, to your house."
"And what about staying over?"
"That I would love, a night in a real Australian house, I will arrange the transport to your house and you can drive me to the Sanctuary."
"Okay," Lindsay turned her head and kissed her tenderly, "deal. Can I grab a shower?"
"That would be a good idea, I left a towel for you."
The shower refreshed her and some fifteen minutes later she got dressed and stepped out to find Melina sitting on the bed beside an overnight bag. She ran her eyes over the elegant white shirt tucked into black, skinny trousers that had intricate grey chains woven into them. The long black jacket matched her high heeled boots. She was on the phone to someone.
"Thank you, that is perfect," she ended the call and looked up.
"You look fantastic, I love those boots. Did you model them as well?"
"No, I bought these from Kurt Geiger."
She tugged at the jacket, "it is not going to be too hot?"
"Not really, it's warm but this doesn't feel too thick," Lindsay felt the soft weave, "I'll probably put on my jacket as well when we get home."
"Your phone beeped," Melina glanced over her shoulder, "the car will be ready in half an hour, the driver had to take another guest somewhere."
Lindsay read the message and chuckled.
