A MILFY Island Slut

Several weeks ago, Emma Carter filed for divorce for the second time in her life. Life had been gloomy ever since and there was little to go on but the life she knew before she was married, which was to travel the world for some quiet soul searching and subliminal relaxation. Failing that in the most depressive ways possible, the 35 year old with no children decided that perhaps a change of pace was needed to uplift her spirits. She then made arrangements for a ticket to a certain paradise atoll that she had heard so much about. It was not a place where she would usually go. She preferred culture over parties, museums over nighclubs, but perhaps she had had too much of an imbalance in her life. Even though she was getting older, she felt like she needed to enjoy whatever youthful energy she had left before rejoining the workforce as a lawyer. When the day finally came, she packed up to go on her adventure, one that she would never soon forget.

She arrived after a long arduous flight from the States. The things she saw and heard on the way here were nothing new, and everyone around her seemed so much younger and enthusiastic compared to her quiet, slightly depressive self. She still found it hard to believe that she was actually doing this, already finding the relatively rowdy party goers around her particularly irritating. Nonetheless, she soldiered on to the docks and the subsequent final boat trip to her destination. The moment they got there, the atmosphere suddenly changed. The gloom of long distance travel brightened up into a tingling sensation of something fresh and inviting. Perhaps it was because of all the contagious smiling faces there to greet her. As a lawyer, not many people were always so happy to see her. She had seen many smiles before, but nothing like the reception she was getting now. In that moment while she was receiving her tropical flower wreathe and free drink, she actually felt welcomed by the resort's stunningly irresistable hospitality. Her tired and tense body completely relaxed. She felt herself loosen up, the worries of the outside world fading away as she breathes in the sweet smelling incense that filled her lungs with warmth. A warmth that spread over her very soul the more she whiffed the mysterious substance. Her lips were finally creased into a small smile, blending into the crowd of international tourists that did not seem to have much of a care for the world beyond that point.

Perhaps this place would not be so bad after all. The only place in the world where anything is allowed.