She meets the local superstar

After an hour or so sunbathing Leanne sat up and glanced around her. She noticed a large group about 100 metres or so away. They all seemed to be surrounded one guy. A tall, toned black man with a shaved head and firm muscles everywhere. He was wearing a pair of shorts and brightly coloured shirt. Which was open all the way down, allowing her to see his sculpted chest and abs.

The guy was grinning as he chatted in a friendly manner to everyone around him. The surrounding group were all locals, none of the other pale skinned tourists had been attracted by the commotion just yet.

Leanne turned away and resumed her sunbathing, but after a while fund herself checking on the ever-growing group of people around the guy. She heard some excited chatter as people returned but couldn’t make out what they were saying. Eventually her intrigue got the better of her and she stopped a couple of women as they passed.

“Excuse me,” she called out. “Who’s that guy over there?”

“Ya don’ know?” replied one of the women, sounding a little surprised. “Dat’s the world-famous superstar Leroy Williams. Da greatest athlete in de whole world!”

“An he’s from right ‘ere in Jamaica!” added the second woman.

The women continued on their journey laughing loudly as they chatted. Leanne peered back to the group with the superstar sat happily in the middle of them. She’d never heard of Leroy Williams, but then she never was that big on the majority of sports. All she knew was that he was very handsome with a hot body. She wondered if she shouldn’t join the throng of people trying to grab his attention.