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Paradise
By
Mike Coatesworth

'So it is snorkelling you are doing not diving!' I say, picking up the holiday brochure from the table. 'I wish I was going with you, I'd love to have a nice sunshine holiday and I could show you how to sub aqua and snorkel and you could hold onto me while we're swimming about and I could learn you a few tricks that you could do underwater

First there is the buddy-buddy system, this is where one diver if he/she runs out of air the other diver has to blow air into the other divers lungs mouth to mouth

We could dive down to sixty feet and swim along side of the multitude of colourful fish that live in the magical ocean and observe the wonderful array of anemones that sway with the current, finally we could lay on the enormous ocean bed with nothing to disturb us save for the occasional antics of the angel fish as they swim jealously by.

I'm sitting here now imagining you diving off a boat in the sun drenched paradise of Mexico, your slim physique flying through the air entering the ocean with hardly a ripple to show where you've gone. You dive as deep as you can, the fish stopping to observe the beautiful mermaid that has intruded on their domain, they swim happily around you when they realise you are no threat to them, they approach you and brush happily against your well bronzed body.

Your lungs are almost at bursting point as you are carried away with the beautiful underwater activities and slowly turning, kicking your legs gently, you ascend to the surface to replenish your lungs with the fresh ozone air of this paradise isle.

As your head bursts out of the ocean, you take in a deep breath of the warm atmospheric conditions and smile happily to yourself at what you have just witnessed, a paradise underwater. You gently swim over to the boat and your lithe bronzed body climbs onto the deck of the luxurious craft that you have hired, suddenly, you turn as a noise disturbs your concentration, you look back at the ocean and there swimming about, waving to you, wanting you to re-enter the calm warm waters of the paradise you've just left, waiting patiently to see the swan like dive and wanting you to join once more in the fun and frolics the ocean has to offer, is me!

Don't worry, I'll just sit here, drink my tea, eat my warm freshly baked scones, day dreaming of what it's like in that paradise isle of your holiday, don't worry about me when you realise the tears that trickle down my rugged features are tears of sadness at the thought of being left behind, once again.

So you'd like to be on the beach with me rather than in the sea? Well I don't mind that, as long as you bring the picnic hamper!

I could light a small fire to keep us warm, not that it would be necessary as just being near you would warm the cockles of my heart. I could wrap my arm around your shoulders and we could lay on the beach in the warm sunshine of this magical secluded isle that I've found. You would cuddle up to me and tell me what a quiet and romantic place it was.

After a while we'd go swimming, I'd help you on with your equipment and we'd go into the warm oceanic waters that surround this magical isle. Once in the water I'd help you on with your fins and we'd dive down to at least sixty feet. This is where your training would start.

First I'd help you off with all your equipment, only allowing you to keep your mouthpiece in to breathe from the oxygen tank. At this stage as you have removed your equipment, you feel the cold from the depths. I unzip my wet suit and allow you to place your body next to mine for warmth. Forgetting for a moment that you are under water, you open your mouth to say something and your mouthpiece comes away, I have to use the buddy system and you enjoy it so much that you don't want to stop.

We settle on the ocean bed, I run my strong thick set fingers through your hair as it sways in the strong current that flows at this depth, I get carried away with such strong emotions that I slowly slide my hands along the contours of your voluptuous body feeling your goose pimples disappear as my warm hands caresses you. We lay on the bed entwined with such passionate emotion that we forget all sense of time and our surroundings.

Suddenly! A slight nudge in the middle of my back brings me back to reality, turning I see a dolphin, I hear it chattering, and it's talking to me! Telling me to check my air, my tanks are almost empty and so are yours! The dolphin realises that we are in trouble and there is no way we would make it to the surface unaided. Another dolphin appears on the scene, I lift my arm and take hold of the long fin that protrudes from the dolphins back as it swims in close. I give you signs for you to do the same with the other dolphin. After making sure that you have a firm hold and in no danger, I watch for a moment as your dolphin takes you to the surface, I follow soon after.

As we break surface I notice that you are in some difficulties and I swim towards you taking you in my arms I turn you around so that your back is towards me. I tread water and move to the side of you I place my lips on yours and gently blow into your mouth. You soon open your eyes and in a few moments you realise that you are in safe hands and place your arms around my neck. With my strong muscular bronzed body, I gently take you to the shore, behind us follow the dolphins just to make sure that we make it okay, you wave to them in thanks for them watching over us, they laugh in their own chattering way and leap into the air before diving deep into the ocean completely disappearing as if they'd never been there in the first place.

My feet touch the bottom of the seabed and I'm able to walk ashore, adjusting the position of your body in my strong muscular arms I carry you to safety. We lay down slightly exhausted from our ordeal entwined in each other's arms. After a while I feel your body shudder slightly with cold, it is then I realise that we have left everything on the bottom of the ocean! We are wearing nothing and we didn't bring anything to change into, we are in a predicament. Although the sun is still high in the sky shining down on our bodies, I fear for your modesty. I have to go back into the water to retrieve our wet suits! I cover your modesty temporary with the sheet from the picnic basket that you were wise to bring and head back into the water naked as the day I was born with you shouting "be careful" after me as my feet sink deep into the silty sands beneath the ever gentle lapping waves.

As I'm about to dive into the water I hear a commotion ahead of me, I look and notice a school of dolphins swimming towards me with a couple of them diving out of the water and making a big splash to attract my attention, in front of the school is two dolphins with something resting on their heads, I swim towards them and notice they have our wet suits! The dolphins were bringing our equipment to us! I hear you laughing as I shout and tell you what is happening. I glance towards the beach and watch you running into the water to join me. For the next few minutes we are so happy having fun with the dolphins, swimming in amongst them riding on their backs. Anyone watching would think we were mad. Eventually we are back on the beach and lay there just staring at each other. You look at me 'I need some more air' you say, again I begin to give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

After we retrieve all our equipment from the friendly dolphins and have our picnic lunch, it's time to head back to the diving school to clean our equipment and refill our air-tanks. The wet suits have to be soaked and washed in clean clear water to remove any salt from the Ocean that may corrode the suits and put our air-tanks on the machine for a while to refill them.

After this is done, we go out side and find the sun still high in the sky. We decide to explore this reclusive magical isle of ours. Dressed in only shorts and tee shirts we head inland towards to the vibrant atmosphere of the overgrown virgin jungle that lay just ahead of us.

At first you are wary as the jungle doesn't look too inviting, but I allay your fears by placing my strong muscular arms around your shoulders and informing you that I'm used to this sort of terrain and everything will be all right.

We look for and take the easiest route, it is not our intentions to go too far inland, just enough to show you the delights and wonders of this spectacular area of great natural beauty. As we enter the overgrown paradise we suddenly come across a clearing approximately two hundred yards from where we first entered.

In the middle of the clearing is a huge hut made from bamboo and mud, at first you are surprised as you thought this place was uninhabited and you wonder who could have built the magnificent structure in this idyllic location. I apply pressure to your now moist but warm bronzed body and gently usher you towards the building.

You are curious why I am not intrigued by this find and look into my face for assurance, noticing that I'm not in the least bit worried, shown by the wide smile on my rugged sunburnt face, you relax in knowing that you are in safe hands and lower your head against my shoulder as we proceed towards the dwelling.

We climb the strong well-built steps and enter the structure that had been built with care and attention. The first thing that strikes you is the beautiful hand made furniture in the main room. Leaving my side for a moment, you decide to look around and find two other rooms partitioned off from the main room with a screen of huge dark green leaves that have been interwoven together ever so delicately so as not to cause damage to these beautiful ornate leaves that give off a nice scented aroma.

You enter the second room and notice the hand made cooking utensils also made from the bamboo cane, curious, you take a few slow paces to the last room and are mildly surprised to find this room almost empty save for a bed placed precisely in the centre of the floor, on the bed is a hand stitched multi coloured quilt threaded with what appears to be silver, you notice that the sun has managed to find it's way through the thick foliage outside to send a beam of a brilliant ray of sunshine through the window onto the bed lighting up the quilt like a shrine. You call to me in delight at this wondrous sight that leaves your mind swimming in excitement.

I arrive with two coconut shells in my hands filled to the brim with green coloured liquid. I stand there in the doorway watching the delight on your face and listening to the excitement of your voice.

'Who built this place?' you ask as you turn to face me. You see me standing there with nothing save the two coconut shells in my hands, at first you are surprised and stare at my strong muscular brown body, a smile starts to form on your beautiful face and you slowly approach me and place your moist warm hands on my body feeling every contour of my rippling muscles.

Offering you one of the drinks which you take and begin to sip, you don't ask me what it is as you trust me implicitly.

I tell you that the drink is made from local herbs found in the locality of this paradise.

You enjoy the drink and when finished you drop the shell to the floor and place your hands around my neck and feel the heat of my body against you. Slowly pulling me towards the bed kissing me passionately and provocatively.

We lie on the magnificent shrine lit up by the beauty of the natural resources and engage in a passionate and at times frenzied romance, which seems to be never ending.

Later as we lay side by side I explain to you that the drinks were made of special herbs that contained an aphrodisiac.

You smile at me, 'we didn't need aphrodisiacs all we needed was each other,' you say. The magnificent structure I explain to you, I built with my own two hands especially for you, so we could be together forever undisturbed from unwanted outsiders.

A sudden noise from outside makes you look towards the window, sitting there are two monkeys, their fur black save for the white hooded heads. They are clapping and chattering to us, their teeth gleaming white in their smiles. They are happy for us, have they been there long? Have they been watching all this time? We look at each other and laugh.

'Well,' you say. 'You forgot about the outsiders that live in this wondrous paradise.' You throw your arm around me and we sleep and feel safe in the knowledge that the inhabitants, although nosey are friendly.

We awake the following morning to the chorus of different musical notes from the throats of the exotic birds that inhabit this paradise isle.

You turn your face towards me and smile. 'Hello my love,' you coo, your eyes gleam in the early morning sunshine. 'I could lay here next to you all day,' you run your fingers through my hair and gently pull my mouth close to yours. The kiss is most sensuous.

It arouses every passion in my body, I return your kiss and once again we are entwined in an almost never-ending frenzied romantic fervour of true love.

You make a luxurious breakfast from the tropical fare that grows in huge quantities in these unspoilt almost tranquil acres of the surrounding jungle.

We walk hand in hand towards the beach already feeling the sun on our almost naked bodies, as we arrived back at the shore line we squint our eyes in the sudden brightness of the open space, we feel the warm sand underneath our feet getting between our toes, we look up as we hear the seagulls calling overhead. 'It looks like we may be in for a storm,' I say. 'It's usually the case when the gulls fly low over the shores.'

We see no sign of a storm only a gentle cool breeze accompanying the sun rising in the east. Deciding not to go diving today just as a precaution, 'there's no sense in taking unnecessary risks,' I say. 'We'll walk along the beach and have a lazy day.' You take my strong muscular arm in both of yours and rest your head on my shoulder as we stroll leisurely along. 'Whatever you wish my love,' you reply. 'As long as we're together that's all that matters to me.'

A slight movement up ahead attracts our attention and we quicken our pace to see what it is. As we draw closer we notice that it's a turtle crawling slowly towards the sea. We rush excitedly towards it, you scream in delight, as you've never seen one close up before.

The turtle completely ignores our presence and carry's on its journey to the open water to look for its breakfast. I place my hand on the turtle's hard backed shell. 'How smooth it is,' I remark. 'Here you feel it.' I take hold of your petite hand and place it next to mine, and gentle rub the surface of the shell. The turtle is now entering the warm Mediterranean water. We follow it into the sea as it suddenly gathers up speed.

Holding tightly with one hand on the turtle, my other hand tightly grasped in yours and we swiftly enter the warm ocean keeping pace with the now ever increasing speed of this beautiful creature. I mount myself on the turtles back while still holding tightly to your now salty body.

Soon we are carried along out towards the open sea, you are not frightened at all, we laugh at the antics of the turtle its strong fins moving swiftly through the water. Suddenly the turtle takes us by surprise and starts to descend into the deep, we hold our breath as we go under water. I can tell from the slight pull of your arm that you are a little apprehensive, I grasp you tighter to give you courage and you respond by relaxing by my side and start to enjoy the view of this colourful garden beneath this Mediterranean paradise.

After a while I relinquish my hold on the swimming beast and let it go in search of food. we head towards the surface slowly, careful not to damage our lungs with a swift ascent. Our heads pop out of the water and we take in a deep lungful of the ozone atmosphere.

You place your long bronzed arms around my neck and kiss me fully on the mouth. 'That was really exciting,' you tell me, screaming in delight. 'I wouldn't have missed it for the world.'

We look over our shoulders and see that the turtle has taken us a bit further out in this ocean than we expected. 'Not to worry,' I say. 'I'm a strong swimmer.' We turn and slowly swim back to shore taking a periodic rest for the much-wanted romance that is now almost overtaking our lives.

We lay stretched out on the hot sandy beach, resting after our long swim back to shore. The hot sun is now high in the clear blue sky drying our wet salty bodies.

As I lay next to you, I ponder as to what we can do today. Sitting up slowly, I open my eyes and blink in the bright morning sunshine, after a few moments I turn and look at you still laying there with your eyes closed. Picking up a small leaf that had fallen from one of the nearby trees, I begin to tickle your face.

At first you gently brush the side of your nose as you think it is just a sand fly.

I intensify my efforts to tickle you.

Brushing the side of your face quickly, you sit up wondering what it is that has disturbed your tranquillity. Looking around, you notice the leaf clutched in my strong muscular fingers. You reach out to take it from my hand after realising what has been happening.

Quickly I rise to my feet to escape your feline attempts to obtain the instrument of torture that I had been using on your well sun tanned features.

You rise also and the sounds of laughter from your petite mouth echo round the long open beach as you begin to chase me.

At first I run along the sand teasing you with the leaf, then making a sudden turn I head for the cool inviting water.

Your athletic legs soon begin to catch up with me and I run into the ocean splashing water high and wide in my attempt to evade capture from your voluptuous body. I laugh as you suddenly make a dive and throw your arms around my waist. I fall sideways with you laughing on top of me.

You manage to grab my hand and remove the leaf that is still clutched in my fingers. Sitting astride of my chest, you hold me down in the shallow incoming waves.

Try as I might I cannot evade the inevitable, your left hand is under my chin keeping my head still, while your other hand begins to tickle my nose with the weapon of intimate torture. 'I'll teach you to disturb me,' you laugh. 'Especially when I'm trying to get a sun tan.' You stop the antics and look into my eyes, slowly you bring your mouth down to meet mine, once again the tranquil atmosphere of this magical isle brings us closer together in passionate embrace.

We lay side-by-side looking at each other and smiling. The now warm waves of the ocean splashes over our bodies and quickly ebbs away again as the tide begins to turn. We get up and with our arms around one another we walk back towards the hut for our meal.

As we near the line of trees that lead to our secluded holiday home, we hear a loud trumpeting noise far behind us. Turning we see a ship in the distance, at first we think that it's going to pass, then we notice the ship is stationery and an object is bobbing about just at the side of it.

'Someone has lowered a boat,' I say placing my arm around your waist and drawing you close.

We hear the noise from the engine gradually getting louder as we watch the boat head towards our position.

Taking a tighter hold of your waist, I gently pull you with me to a safe place in the thick foliage, where we can observe the nearing craft without being seen ourselves.

In minutes the vessel scrapes the sandy shore and two men in naval uniforms jump out to secure it. There are three other people also in uniform still in the boat. When it is securely fastened, they alight and begin to stretch their legs.

Mike Coatesworth

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