Captured by
Pirates
© 2013 A. Cross
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characters depicted in this publication are over the age of
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Delia was a beautiful, smart, ambitious
young woman. To outsiders, it seemed the world was her oyster. She
had a prestigious job at a well-known accounting firm and lived in
a modern, luxurious apartment in the heart of the city. It would be
difficult for anyone to believe she wasn’t on top of the
world.
For the past few years,
Delia had been bored beyond belief. The gorgeous blonde accountant
made good money but her work was incredibly dull. Since she spent
the majority of her waking hours at the office crunching numbers,
it didn’t exactly leave her with much to talk about. She hated that
she’d become such an unexciting, unremarkable person.
A couple months ago, Delia had made a
decision. She’d decided to use some of that holiday time she’d
accumulated. She also decided to dip into her savings and take a
once in a lifetime trip.
Most of Delia’s friends were caught up
in their own lives. While she was still single, many of them were
married and had babies. That meant Delia would be taking her trip
all alone. She didn’t particularly mind. In fact, it gave her the
opportunity to do something crazy and adventurous that was
completely out of character for her.
Delia booked a trip on a singles cruise
line. She did her research first, partly so she’d know what she was
getting into and partly so she’d have something to be excited about
in the months leading up to her vacation.
The cruise ship itself was massive and
had all sorts of amenities. It had a gym, a beauty salon, a spa and
a swimming pool. It also boasted a skating rink, movie theater and
stage for live performances. There was an entire floor dedicated
solely to shopping, full of boutiques selling fancy clothes,
purses, perfumes and jewelry. The things to do onboard the ship
were endless!
Of course, the real point of singles
cruises was to drink too much, flirt shamelessly and, if one was so
inclined, have random, meaningless sex with other horny singles.
The brochures didn’t say that but it didn’t take a rocket scientist
to read between the lines. That was what Delia was signing up
for.
She wasn’t sure if she was planning to
have sex with a stranger, necessarily. She wasn’t a prude but she
wasn’t promiscuous either. She’d promised herself she’d take more
risks and live life to the fullest, starting with the cruise. If
that meant banging some sexy stranger, then so be it. She wasn’t
opposed. But if she just spent her week-long vacation getting some
sun, drinking daiquiris and flirting, that would be fine too. She
was open to anything, really.
On her second day of the cruise, Delia
noticed Tyler. Or rather, she noticed him noticing her. She was
wearing a barely there pink bikini and lathering herself up with
sunscreen on the sun deck. When their eyes met, he gave her a
lopsided half-smile and walked over, drink in hand.
“Need some help?” he asked as she tried
to smear sunscreen on her shoulders.
Delia smiled back at him. “That would
be great, thanks.”
One thing led to another and Tyler
ended up spending the afternoon on the lounge chair next to hers.
They talked, drank, laughed and flirted. The tall, tanned blonde
was a personal trainer and it showed. His body was incredible! When
he stripped off his t-shirt Delia nearly dropped her
drink!
They decided to have dinner
together. They contemplated grabbing burgers from
Eleanor Coerr, Ronald Himler