THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

"Hey, H! Did you get the yellow alert message a while ago?" the virgin eagerly asks the muscled masseuse as he exited the bedroom of his now very content, satisfied and relaxed client.

"I don't know if I have Serg. I was massaging Mistress Dianne all this time and I never use my phone during any of my private sessions in The Resort," Heron softly replies as he quietly closes the door and carefully takes out his mobile "Please hold on a moment while I check it a bit… Yes, it's here, now what is this all about?"

"Everybody's getting ready for a possible attack on the Resort!" Sergei worriedly declares while brandishing his arnis sticks made of black ironwood. "Sir Reuben got these weird vibes a few hours ago about a possible offensive on us and he's almost always right with these nearly prophetic hints of his."

"Yeah, I have heard the popular talk about his family line having these unexplained psychic episodes but I've never seen it in action before," the hunky physical therapist confesses in wonder while he drew from a wall slot his two personal sais which he had allowed the resort to temporarily borrow as an antique and impressive centrepiece for that particular bordello hallway.

"You guys ready? Because I certainly am!" loudly and eagerly announces a female talent as she twirled her bo staff like a baton. "I sure am glad that we get self-defence training for everyone here and not just the security staff." Tricia declares gratefully as she tosses her straight ebony hair out of her face. "Shall we?"

"No, not yet," S immediately answers. "We have to wait for the security people to trigger the red alert alarm to call us then we can go to help them. But have any of you seen the Wonder Twins?"

"Oh, you mean Myron and Raquel?" Tricia suddenly giggles in realization.

"Yep, they are so close and have very similar personalities I can't help but nickname them as such," chuckles the newbie male prostitute.

"They went to the weapons room to sharpen Raquel's kris," the other female call girl answers. "But Myron already has his two nunchucks ready so they will be here in just a few minutes."

"Hey guys, we're completely prepared now!" squeals the female 'Wonder Twin' as she brandished her shiny and sharp copper kris in the air. "Did we miss anything?"

"Has anything exciting occurred while we're gone?" inquires her male counterpart.

The group of talents tried to avoid bursting out in laughter upon realizing that Raquel's last statement was said in unison with Myron's first and only spoken question…

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, 'The Virgin' really called it perfectly: the 'Wonder Twins', indeed!

"Guys, why don't we check on Raya and her handsome monarch while we wait?" the perky kris owner suggests as she continues to slash the air with her sharpened, bladed and antique weapon. "I don't think we're going against any rules by going out of the building to give a warning to our friend, right?"

Well, if only their friend was in her tent, but she isn't and neither was her royal client…

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After their large and sumptuous dinner and a whole hour of cuddling, kissing and fondling Raya and Marion find themselves walking on the beach. They slowly strolled along the calm and salty blue waters hand in hand while they gazed at the beautiful night sky, the twinkling stars and the full shiny moon.

She is in a different swimwear outfit now: a very small flesh-toned two-piece string bikini, almost the same color as her smooth, slightly tanned skin. Meanwhile, Marion had nothing on over his royal blue silk bathrobe with the family ensign hand-embroidered on the right side of his wide well-muscled chest area. He preferred to go barefoot so he could feel the warm sand and waters of the beach, while she had classic slip-ons that were of the same hue as her minute swimwear.

Within a few minutes of joking, teasing and flirting, they are soon in the waist-high warm waters of the Mediterranean, splashing each other like playful kids. Eventually, they both decided to get naked and have a short swim in the nude.

Knowing our passionate characters, it won't be too long before Hiraya was tightly straddling the well-built Marion, while he held her tight against him in the shallow part of the ocean. With slight effort and good balance on his part, the passionate royal was able to enter her hot and wet folds while sucking on a hardened nipple. The supple female moans and trembles against his broad, smooth and muscled chest. Soon, they are both climbing their respective peaks of pleasure while they groan and cry out a vigorous duet of desire.

They orgasm only milliseconds apart from each other.

The two lovers then sink into the dark blue waves together. In unison, they continued to fondle each other's nude bodies while holding fast to each other's nakedness while they kissed and nibbled on each other's lips, earlobes and neck…

Damnation, I just can never get enough of her…

Darn it, I don't think I'll ever be tired of him…

Meanwhile, unbeknown to the two content and presently relaxing lovers, who had decided to wordlessly go back to the beach, sharp eyes behind binoculars were watching them from the darkness. Hand in hand, they both lay down side by side on the sand as they looked up at the night sky while they remained naked as the day they were born. The eerie and shadowy watchers behind the palm trees that were lining the outer periphery of the sandy shore are still vigilantly guarding them.

"You know what I find funny?" the nude busty redhead asks as she raises her head and looks at her relaxed and contented companion.

"What?" the curious billionaire businessman questioned her, ever eager to know her answers, hear her queries and generally know everything of what she thinks.

"It's amusing to think that we just made love in our kid's territory while he is still waiting for us in his new bed slash basin."

"Wait, wait one second, woman!" her surprised resort partner cries out in sudden shocked realization. "Don't you think calling Calvin, who happens to be our pet octopus, our kid a little too much?"

"Well, you aristocrats do it to your dogs, even cats, from what I hear."

"Hiraya, I don't know who the hell you've been talking to but we don't call our pets kids from where I come from. As a matter of fact, before Calvin, I didn't even own a bloody pet, not a tiny canary or even a goldfish!" Orion assures his sexy resort escort while sounding a little exasperated. 

"Well, I still think it's funny as heck even though you only consider him as a pet, smilingly announces the wet Raya as she rolls over her good-looking sponsor, then sits on his firm eight-pack with her bouncy bum settling on the top of the line of his dark and thick bush.

"Well then, I'm glad you find that fact funny," Marion softly states while tenderly kneading her breasts and pinching her hardening nipples with both his large masculine hands. "And I think we better get back to the tent and call it a night before your pet octopus starts slithering out of his basin bed and starts looking for us." the grinning male proposes, as he slowly stands up and gently guides Raya to her feet with one of his palm's long fingers on hers.

Soon, Raya had put her bikini back on and Marion had retrieved and put on his regally monogrammed robe once again. They were then ready to go back to their tent and pet, hand in hand. 

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Meanwhile, their silent and hidden nemeses were now whispering eagerly to each other as the hand-holding nude couple slowly walked away.

"Finally, they are going to bed. Inform the others to prepare themselves and make sure their weapons are loaded and ready to fire at my signal," the malevolent sorcerer commands through bated breath with a low and guttural whisper.

"At once, Maestro," acknowledges a well-trained minion while turning on his high-tech portable radio. "Your wish is my command..."

"Tonight, our victory begins!" softly brags the Maestro. "And soon we will have an invincible supernatural army at our command…"