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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 06

Date: 6/9/2015, Categories: Diary, Female/Female, Male/Female, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

could recline upon me instead of the unforgiving mattress. "Much better," I nodded, starting to rock back-and-forth in a gentle fashion. I took the cup of ice water from her right hand, only then to bring it up to her lips. "Drink," I whispered. Pamela took a small sip, then crunched on some ice with her teeth. "Is there anything I can get for you?" I asked yet again. "You know I will do anything to help you. Anything at all." Pamela turned and made eye contact with me. Tears were still flowing down her face as she begged, "Please don't ever leave me. I don't... I don't want to lose you... again." "Whoa, sweetheart," I responded, unsure what to think of her request. "I have a..." "I know," she said, cutting me off. "You have a wife. You... have the other girls. You're not giving that up. I'm not... I'm not asking you to." Pamela took a deep, ragged breath and gulped her throat. She again peered into my eyes, this time simply asking, "Are you happy?" "Yes. Yes, I am." The 30-year-old offered a faint smile, yet a new tear slid down her cheek anyway. "Good. You deserve it." "Are you happy?" Pamela began to sob once again. "N-No..." "Why not?" "Because I don't have you," she answered honestly, before completely breaking down and losing control of her faculties. Pamela balled up a pair of fists and punched each of my shoulders with them several times in succession. "WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE HERE RIGHT NOW? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO COME BACK INTO MY LIFE?" She slapped at my shoulders now ... with open, weak palms. "I'm never going to get over you now..." "Just come back to the island with us." Pamela screeched and literally jumped two feet high off of the bed as Kristanna entered the hospital room while saying those eight words. Looking as if she had just saw a ghost, Pamela clutched the bed-sheet tightly to her body as Kristanna made a slow approach. Obviously, Pamela was not aware that I had brought company along to Baltimore with me. These two ladies, needless to say, were not exactly the best of friends. "What is SHE doing here?" Pamela roared, glaring at me. "Come back to the island with us," Kristanna reiterated, causing Pamela to shift focus back to her. "I've been talking with your sister. You're miserable here in Maryland. You work six nights a week and have no social life outside of that wretched strip club. You have shut yourself off from the rest of humanity. And you refuse to date anyone." Kristanna was not done. Not by a long shot. "You've been going to college all these years looking to become a teacher, yet you know down-deep that no school district would ever hire someone with a background that includes 12 years as a stripper. Well... one school would have, but you passed that opportunity up when you refused Jeremy's offer of help several months ago. And now, with a heart issue, what strip club would want you? I am sure dancing and stripping is hard, strenuous work... that's a lot to put on your heart." "Get Kristanna out of here, Jeremy!" Pamela ...