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Subject: {ASSM} Hammon Wry's Words of the Day for Sunday February 9, 2003
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Hammon Wry's  Words of the Day for Sunday February 9, 2003

Note: Due to copyright laws, I am hesitant to include the definitions
and pronunciations of the words of the day.  I have provided the
websites for each so that you can look up the words for yourself.  

Dictionary.com provides a free utility call "Clever Keys" that allows
you to highlight an unknown word, hit CTRL+L, and it will take you to
that word on their website.  You can find it here: 

http://www.cleverkeys.com/ck.html?p=home&os=

This is an excersize in writing discipline.  I am trying to get into
the habit of writing something every day.  I figure if I use the words
of the day from two sources in a sexual context, I will have
inspiration and motivation.  

And now, on to Hammon Wry's Words of the Day!
(C) E. Howe   2003
All rights reserved

Dictionary.com's word of the day: obdurate
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=obdurate
M-W.com's word of the day: lido
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=lido

I had needed to leave the obdurate streets of the city for some time.
The hardness of the concrete and steel had seeped into my being, and I
found myself as insensitive as the insensate environment around me.  

I booked a flight to the Seychelles, and rented a cabin at one of the
more remote beach hotels. The rounded granite rocks in their odd and
fluid shapes were visible from the doorway.  I striped down, and
donning swim trunks, I took a towel a drink that was cool and wicked
with me to the strand.  

A single lounge chair sat in the shade of a palm-frond covered
shelter, and I claimed it as my own.  It afforded a view of the length
of the lido.  I was utterly alone.  

The sun and the sound of the ocean took its toll--I was asleep
shortly.  And no, I didn't dream of tanned and lovely maidens serving
my sexual needs.  A hand touched my shoulder, and I awoke with a
start.  

"Huh!  What?"
"I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to startle you.  But you left the door to
your cabin open, and that is a good way to get beach crabs in your
room.  I just wanted to let you know..."
"Oh, thanks you.  Beach crabs?"
"Oh, yes.  Terrible things, they bite."

She looked about my age.  Like me, she was a bit beyond the first
blush of youth, but still had an appeal.  Around her hips was some
sort of wrap, tied at one side, with a long leg showing through the
slit.  There was no indication of any sort of bathing suit bottom.
She wore a bikini top in white, and her breasts were...

"You're staring at my breasts."
I must have blushed.  She grinned. 
"Yes, I suppose I am.  I just arrived here, and back home there aren't
many chances to see something so lovely.  Will you forgive my
rudeness?"
She laughed, and it sounded just like the waves on the shore behind
her.  
"Only if you will get me a drink like the one in your hand.  It looks
good."
I felt myself swelling in my trunks.  I was glad of the opportunity to
stand and walk into my cabin, fearful of beach crabs.  She followed me
in.  

"There aren't any such things as beach crabs, by the way.  I lied."
"And do you still want me to make you a drink?"
If you're still willing.  You did stare at my breasts."
"So what was the real reason you woke me?"
She considered a moment. 
"Because I've been here two weeks, and I'm lonely."
I nodded.  "A good reason.  What is your name?
I mixed the drink as I spoke. 
"Helen.  And you are?"
"I'm Kevin."
"Nice to meet you, Kevin."
I handed her the product to my efforts.  "And you as well, Helen.
Now, just what kind of lonely are you?"
I sat, bent over my lap, trying to hide the erection.  It was a
juvenile effort.  She noted it, and smiled.  
"I leave in two more days, Kevin.  And I am lonely in the same way you
are, judging from the way you are sitting.  You don't have to hide it
from me.  I am a grown woman, after all."
She took a sip from her drink, and then placed it on the table in
front of her.  She stood up and undid the knot of her wrap, and let it
fall.  Then she untied the strings of her top and released her
breasts.  They had tan marks from the top, and her nipples were hard.
I caught a scent of the sea. 
"Did you know that they stock the rooms with condoms, Kevin?"


Hammon Wry

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