Lyda Jane teaches John a thing or two

Lyda Jane got the attention of one of the handsome young staff members with a well-practiced gesture. He immediately walked up to you.

"What can I do for you two ladies?" he asked.

Lyda Jane scrutinized the young man up and down and smiled. "Oh I can think of one or two things, can't you John?" she said with a wink "But for now, we'll settle for two double Caribbean Kisses, don't be stingy with the rum and use the good bottle!"

"Wow, you know what you like," John said.

Lyda Jane looked John in the eyes and smiled. "Yes I do, darling. And I do have excellent taste!"

John blushed and lowered her eyes, leaving the ambiguous comment hanging.

But the awkward silence didn't last very long. The drinks arrived almost immediately and John took a sip of the icy-rimmed long drink. It was very strong, but at the same time sweet and refreshing.

"So you want to have some fun? Well, this is always the first step," Lyda Jane said and lifted her glass in a toast. "Here's to leaving all your problems and your old self on the mainland! Now, tell me all about them!"

It wasn't like John to entrust herself in a stranger, but she felt strangely attracted to this experienced dark beauty. The words just poured out of John, and Lyda Jane was a good listener.

She told her everything. About her older ex-husband, about how she fell in love with him and married him at 18. She told her about how he changed and treated her bad and how their marriage turned into a loveless facade for the sake of his career. John also told her about when her husband cheated on her. And about when she found out and left him, only to be persuaded to come back. And how he shortly after that found a new 18-year old and kicked John out. He was her first and only lover, and a not very good one...

"Oh, poor girl!" her new friend exclaimed after the tragic story. She put her hand on John's shoulder with sympathy and continued. "Darling, you've been burned bad and you are in a dire need of a good old rebound, and Lyda Jane Sugarman is here to help!"

"Now, for step two, some company... Look around, darling, there are plenty of opportunities." Lyda Jane made a sweeping gesture of the pool area. "Eager college boys, older gentlemen, swinger couples, and of course the oh so able staff. And if you prefer the local flavor, you can find plenty of local studs over at the beach. With your voluptuous blonde looks darling, all you have to do is pick and choose! ... And darling, if you want a slightly more feminine touch to your companionship, you know where to look first," she said with a wink.

John let her eyes wander over the area. Lyda Jane was right, the place was packed with beautiful men and women. She once again spotted the couple over at the gazebo. By now, all John saw of the woman was her dark-haired head bobbing up and down as she was kneeling in front of the grinning man. He was middle-aged but very good looking for his age. Tall and muscular with a deep brown tan and bleached blonde hair. Suddenly the man's eyes met John's. He waved and sent a sparklingly white smile her way. The woman giving him head didn't take notice.

"Oh, and that's Randy George," Lyda Jane explained. "Like me, he's one of the regulars. But darling, look out for him, he's quite the sly one. Once he lays his eyes on something he never stops until he gets what he wants, and he's into some really kinky stuff. Then he just moves on to the next conquest once he gets bored. And darling, I must warn you... he's got a, uhm..." Lyda Jane went silent and measured over a foot with her hands in the air. "Oh look, I think he's looking your way!"

John blushed, "B-but he looks a bit..."

"Occupied?" Lyda Jane interrupted. "Well, that word isn't really in old Randy's vocabulary."

John asked, "But how do you know all these things?"

Lyda Jane laughed, a low, warm chuckle, "Darling, it's not my first visit, far from it! By the way darling, have you been invited to the special masquerade tonight?"