Free Hekate's Passage: A Story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, Part 1, Vol. 1 by Eleyne Kot, Yasmin Lazaro

hair is tangled and messy, but above everything she’s clearly fearful and worried. She approaches us.
    Yasmin’s Story:
    The gals look so pleased and enchanted with their guys that I begin to let the stress go out of me. It’s a relief to see them content like this.
    “They are really cool guys, sexually brilliant,” exclaims Eleyne. “Melisa told me that Jim had been an ace, didn’t you?”
    “I feel that my love for him is growing every moment. He is wonderful and mischievous,” she answers; her face blushes visibly. I begin to feel really curious about him and about Tony as well. I wonder: would the gals be willing to share their crushes? I also adore the twin axes and would like to be able to appreciate them in a closer, more intimate way even though my heart belongs to Colin. Well... maybe some pieces of it are in Jim and Tony’s possession.
    I pour coffee in my cup and search for something suitable for my habits, like croissants or pastries, but there are not any in the trays that lay on the table.
    “Going to look for biscuits, or croissants,” I say.
    “And what about you and your crush?” Eleyne asks with curiosity. I know why they are curious. I was surprised myself to get what I received from him.
    “Colin is an angel for me, he is all that I have dreamed and more than that.”
    “We were wondering how you would get together,” says Melisa. “You both are …special.”
    “I understand why him… But me, why?”
    “A gal who travels half the world to get a project on paranormal research cannot be labelled as ‘ordinary girl,’” Melisa smiles, but I have a clue there is something veiled under that comment. She is trying to be tactful about a matter of sexuality.
    I get up to make my way to the kitchen when Eleyne decides to join me, saying.
    “I’ll go with you, you are naked but I have a robe on. Tony told me not to scandalize the cook…” She winks. “I suppose it applies to you, too. Though I suppose the staff here must be used to seeing various things,” she laughs and I burst out laughing, too.
    Eleyne’s Story:
    We head for the kitchen and peek inside, spotting an elderly woman. Yasmin moves out of her sight, I enter. I can see the woman is not very friendly, but I proceed trying to be courteous.
    “Good morning. How are you?”
    The woman murmurs the greeting back.
    “Do you by any chance have some croissants or biscuits?” As an answer the woman takes out a packet of Digestive cookies out of the cupboard and also some other brands of biscuits that I haven’t heard about, and hands them to me. I thank her, look around, take a tray and dump everything on it. Then I remember my morning idea.
    “ Wouldn’t it be too much trouble if we could get a bottle of olive oil?” She looks stunned, but opens the cupboard again and hands me a bottle. “Thank you.”
    I put it on the tray and walk out. Yasmin looks as amazed as the cook.
    “What the hell do we need olive oil for?” But she eyes the cookies hungrily, opens the Digestive pack and starts crunching.
    “ Yasmin, the guys are gone now, we don’t know when they are going to come back, but I’d say we have at least two or three hours on our hands. Or maybe the whole day. Other things to occupy our time include the pool and the beautiful sun. What we don’t have is clothes.” She begins to understand. “Why not sunbathe a bit and take a dip in the pool? I asked for oil, because it’s not good for the skin to tan without any protection, and I don’t really believe the guys have cosmetics for tanning with UV filters. They were not so popular yet in the ‘80s. Oil is kind of natural filter.”
    She agrees. “A good idea.”
    We get back to the pool and tell Melisa of the plans. She smiles and agrees:
    “The sun today is perfect, indeed.”
    We finish our food and coffee and remove our robes. I stand next to the pool, trying to make up my mind if I want a swim first or if I just want to stretch on one of the deck chairs