He can tell a tale

Wheat, Can't Wash it Off (click on "radio one" then the "can't wash it off" link)

I was surprised and very, very pleased to discover today my beau has the gift for writing. I randomly emailed him a list of vacation spots yesterday and suggested maybe the Columbia one would be great for bikini wearing.

He sent me this lovely email as a reply:

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OK...I could do Columbia.

We know the language enough to pass for gringos who try to be polite and not butcher the mother tongue of the natives.

Hummm.....envisioning a private beach we discover on an afternoon walk...it's breezy and slightly cool, partly cloudy with sunshine predicted for later in the day.

We pack a light snack, local fruit, and water.  Eager to explore, we come across a hidden, pristine grotto where a waterfall and freshwater finally meet the ocean.

Deciding that swimsuits aren't necessary, we wade into the 4 ft deep pool in the middle and enjoy massaging each other's backs in the tepid water.  We progress toward the waterfall and sit under the downflow it produces, feeling the pressure hit our bodies while holding each other close.

Seeing a recessed area behind the waterfall, I take your hand and lead you to a soft beach spot right there. We share the tropical fruit we brought, each feeding the other sensually.  Laying you down on your back while I kiss and lick every inch of your beautiful bronzed body, you writhe in joy while I ever so gently bring you to a magnificent climax as we make love to celebrate our passion and discovery!  Exhausted, we fall asleep to the sound of the waterfall, waking hours later to walk back to our private cabana then slowing down to watch an unforgettable sunset off in the distance as seagulls pass by, marking the end of another day in paradise.

After another nap, we shower and dress for a night of dinner with strong tropical drinks.  Later the band sets up and we enjoy romantic slow dancing to native love songs played by a live band...a sortof cross between Marley, Elbow and Finger Eleven! Holding each other close, we stumble back to our cabana, fall into bed, sound asleep in each other's arms, smartly leaving the 'Do Not Disturb' sign outside our door along with the signed menu of our favorite morning breakfast treats, chai tea, coffee and juice to be served via room service around 11AM. 

You like ?  : )
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 Mmmm, I like. I like very, very much.