Petra finally got up to get a drink ordered at the bar so she could enjoy it that day.
A gentle, friendly voice said, “I was wondering how long you were going to last out here without your favorite adult beverage. Hi, I’m Simone. I can tell you’re not from this part of the world because you were expecting poolside service.”
She offered an engaging smile that normally made people warm to her. Simone truly liked people. This lady she had spoken to looked nice and her male had been very kind before he’d left for the water toys.
Petra responded, “Hello, Simone. I’m Petra and you are correct. I’m not from around here. We are here to figure things out and recharge our batteries, so to speak.”
Simone said with an impish grin, “Yes, I noticed your male. He seems quite nice though not brown enough to suit my tastes, in case you were worried.”
Petra grinned, “I wasn’t worried. So is your significant other also out playing with the water toys? I can’t believe he would not be in close proximity to such a pretty lady such as you.”
Simone laughed, “Like your male, mine is also a treasure! My prince called and asked me to meet him here because he wanted to celebrate our two month anniversary and his most successful business deal to date! I’ve never been so happy. I know you must think me silly for telling you all this, but I’m so proud of him and his successes! He pulled me out of the worst possible circumstances, and he loves me for who I am. You have no idea what that means to someone like me.”
Simone’s eyes glistened with moisture, but she did not shed any tears. Petra observed that Simone was quite pretty, with hair black as coal tight against her head with a long braid that extended down. Her make-up was a little heavy for Petra’s taste but accentuated her pretty face with hollowed cheeks that defined her thinness. Petra could see that Simone had no pretense and was quite genuine. However as in all social encounters, particularly with females (ok males too), she couldn’t help but compare herself to Simone.
The inventory included hair, facial features, mannerisms, and wardrobe. They were both pretty striking women, tastefully attired for the beach setting. Petra grinned as she thought of salt and pepper as nicknames for them. Odd, she thought, here I am comparing myself to a stranger. I’ve never done that before. She’d tuck that away to think about later.
Simone seemed ready to share her inner most feelings and gave her trust up front. Petra was more guarded and did not easily share, holding her trust more as collateral. She returned with her drink and settled back under the umbrella.
“So what does this prince of yours do, Simone? Is he a foreign diplomat? Is he a real estate broker? A handsome airline pilot? Or is he from a wealthy family that is part owner of this wonderful retreat? Inquiring minds want to know.”
Simone, excited to brag on Carlos, said, “Oh no, he is his own man! He’s worked his way up in the finance world and is now at the top of his game. You should see how hard he works! Many times we have had to cancel or postpone our time together, but he always calls me to say how much he loves me and he always makes it up to me.
“We have wonderful weekends together and he usually brings a gift. Not very much and hardly ever expensive, but that’s what is so thrilling for me. The fact that he stopped whatever he was doing long enough to get a small gift to bring back to me. Well, this time he called me and said meet him here.
“When I got here, everyone called me Miss Simone this or Miss Simone that. It is terribly exciting for me to be catered to by people at the directions left by my man. Carlos is a very special man and he is my male. I adore him.”
The two ladies smiled at each other and with the clear lines of battle now behind them, they could now be friends.
“Simone, I think we should become friends. I like your enthusiasm. It sounds like you have a wonderful life. Happy anniversary, by the way. My mother always said to remember the important times and mark them.”
“Petra, I would like a friend. Thank you. Tell me about yourself.”
Petra and Simone sipped their drinks and exchanged information. They had fun laughing at stories and getting to know the parts each of them was willing to reveal.
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