𝕄𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕎𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕤 🌊 ℍ𝕖𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕪 & 𝔻𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕚
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Hennessy had weaved a spell
calling a friend to come hither.
He’d picked a secluded part of the beach, close to a small pier dipping into the sea where calm waves came in with the tide. He prepared everything in advance, all part of his plan to lure out the submission within a friend who’d captured his astute curiosity. The Brit sat upon a terry cloth beach towel starring into a small bonfire he’d light, for he knew within an hour or two the sun would set and it would be their only source of illumination. He’d rolled up his chino slacks, casted his shoes to the side and unbuttoned his blue chambray shirt exposing a broad muscular chest to the cool afternoons air. Rayban shades and a light, straw Panama hat topped of his relaxed ensemble. A drink, a screw driver was perched in one hand, perfect after a long hard day at work while he awaited his friends arrival. Dhani, the young slave he’d met along the beach that one day, when they’d shared the experience of saving a dolphin together and a neat lunch afterwards. It left the notorious Brit with a craving to spend more time with him and so here he sat -waiting patiently.