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Subject: {ASSM} (NEW!) "Island Paradise: Revisited"  Epilogue - THE END!
Date: Fri,  4 Jan 2002 08:10:06 -0500
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Story Name: "Island Paradise: Revisited" (Epilogue) -
               M/F, F/F & just about everything else
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   After I got over the initial shock of Pamela leaving me -
with a tremendous amount of help and support from Lindsay -
I finally decided to address that tiny voice of guilt within
my mind.  It always seemed to be there when I watched the
girls in their private moments from the comfort of my voyeur
room.  I knew it was wrong to eavesdrop on them, but at the
same time, could not help myself.  I was a bona-fide voyeur.
   "If any of you want to go home, considering what I just
told you, I will stay pay you the $3 million I promised for
spending the entire winter here," I said to the entire group
of ladies, with all of us gathered in the meeting room.  I
had finally confessed my sin - so to speak - and came clean
about the voyeur room.  I also went into great detail about
how voyeurism was really a sickness of mine, and stressed
the fact that my tapes would NEVER fall into the wrong hands.
   Lindsay and Amy, of course, already knew all about the
voyeur room.  Torrie, Devon, and Stephanie were not aware
of it, however.  At least, I thought they weren't.
   I was totally caught off-guard when Amy informed me that
those three ladies had known about the voyeur room for the
past several weeks.  Amy said she had told them of my secret
when she found out about it herself.  After first telling
them, Amy went onto explain to Torrie, Devon and Stephanie
many of the same things I had spoken to her about that very
evening.  Amy said that all of the footage was only being
used for my personal amusement - and nothing else.  It may
have been creepy, she said, but I was not a bad person.
   "It's good to see that you finally confessed about it
yourself, Jeremy," Devon said to me, nodding her head.
"We've been waiting for this day to come for some time."
   "You're not mad?  None of you?" I asked, surprised.  I
surely thought one of the ladies would want to be on the
next flight out of Peru.
   "We're not mad, no," Torrie replied.
   "We're all a bunch of exhibitionists anyway," Stephanie
chimed in.  "It's kind of hot knowing someone is watching.
It makes me... want to be nastier."
   The reason I told the girls - and I explained this to them
in detail - about the voyeur room was because I figured we
had been through enough pain and heartache already.  With
Pamela and Trish suddenly leaving the island, I just thought
that no one else deserved to get hurt any further.
   That is why I came clean about the voyeur room - which
was really the only secret about myself I still had kept
from them.  If anyone got angry enough to go home, I offered
the full $3 million for their time and services - even
though there were still seven weeks remaining in their
contracts.  I simply figured it was the right thing to do.
Fortunately, no one took me up on that offer.
   "We rather stay here for now," Stephanie told me.

                           * * *

   Ours was a complicated situation because while I was
trying to pick up the pieces of my life - thanks to Pamela
and what she had done to me - I also had to be a source of
strength for Lindsay.  She had not only lost Pamela, but
Trish as well.  What made things even more complicated was
that at the same time, Lindsay had to provide a lot of love
and guidance for me, too.  Lindsay and I had to help each
other get through this difficult time as best we could.
   Another person who helped us out a lot - and this may
come as a surprise to some (but not me) - was Amy.  Though
quite aggressive in nature, I always knew that Amy could be
sweet and caring when the situation called for it.  Proof of
that was one evening, Amy held and comforted Lindsay in her
arms until the 19-year-old cried herself to sleep.  It was a
very touching, heartwarming moment for me to witness.
   The pornstar had also touched my heart one evening, when
presenting me with a family heirloom.  It was a ring with a
tiny crown on top, a heart in the center and two hands at
the bottom.  "I want you have this, Jeremy," she said to me.
"The crown represents loyalty, meaning I will always be
loyal to you.  The hands are a show of friendship.  And the
heart... well, you know what that means."
   She slipped the ring onto my finger and added, "I was
supposed to save this for my husband - whoever that may turn
out to be - but it is yours, Jeremy.  Whenever you feel sad,
look at this and maybe it will make you feel better."
   Of course, I was blown away by the simple fact that Amy
was offering me a (treasured) family heirloom.  I declined
to accept it at first because of that, but Amy insisted and
finally broke my resolve.  I told her I would wear the ring
from now on - and it would always remind me of her.
   Although that was her sweet and caring side on display,
the nymphomaniac in Amy was still visibly present.  All one
had to do to find it was look at Stephanie, who was becoming
more of a submissive to Amy with every passing day.
   The sultry brunette usually had her "collar" on - which
signified her submission to Amy.  A leather choker with the
term "SLUT" engraved in its front, Stephanie wore it proudly.
Usually, she could be found in mini-dresses and skirts.  Amy
seemed to enjoy her "property" dressed in this manner...
   Having not been here that long, Stephanie was out of the
loop - so to speak - in regards to what Pamela and Trish had
done to Lindsay and myself.  Stephanie felt sorry for us,
but not quite to the extent that Amy or Torrie did.  Both of
them, of course, had been here during the summer and had a
deeper, more rooted connection to everything.
   Stephanie was so very focused upon Amy, however, so her
thoughts were perfectly understandable.  She felt sorry for
what happened - as I said - but not to a great extent.  Amy
was the thing that mattered to her the most.
   Devon had been here just as long as had Stephanie, but
her feelings for Lindsay and myself were far more developed.
Devon had all but openly professed her love for me, and she
had grown quite close to Lindsay over the past few weeks.
She was devastated by the tragic events, and spent a lot of
time crying out her feelings.
   Torrie was doing her best to, inparticular, help Lindsay
through the pain of losing both Pamela and Trish.  Torrie
WAS in love with Lindsay, and I could tell that it really
hurt her to see the 19-year-old in any sort of anguish.

   It was a bad time.

                           * * *

   After the new year, I received a rather nice pick-me-up
courtesy of an old friend - Christina.  The one person who
had helped me so much in the past, Christina called me on
the telephone one evening and expressed deepest sympathies
for my failed marriage.  She told me that Amy had sent her
an e-mail, explaining the whole situation in detail.
   Christina went onto say that she and Lisa - another
island alum from the summer - were still living together
and attending college in Illinois.  It warmed my heart so
much to hear Christina say that without me, she and Lisa
would have never met - and thus, never fallen in love.
   I then spoke with Lisa, and she made me promise to travel
to Illinois sometime later this year so I can visit her and
Christina.  Amy, Lindsay and Torrie also took turns talking
with Christina and Lisa, respectively.  The call lasted so
long that it basically consumed that entire evening.

                           * * *

   I tried to make sense of why Pamela had left me, but it
was really no use.  I loved that woman with every ounce of
my being, but it wasn't good enough for her.  Pamela had
always been a reclusive sort who had kept many things to
herself.  Still, I could kick myself for not seeing even a
hint of this earlier.
   As I write these words about Pamela, I can only ask
myself one question.  Why?  Why am I doing this?  I could
go on forever and try to theorize why Pamela (as well as
Trish) had done this to us.  It was just no use.  I guess
we will never know their true feelings, or what made them
do what they did.  It was unfortunate, but true.

                           * * *

   Time certainly heals all wounds, but I was learning that
for me, it was a very slow and gradual process.  Two weeks
after my wife had left me, I decided that it would be best
if all of the ladies - excluding Lindsay and Devon - simply
left the island.  I needed more time - as did Lindsay - to
sort through our damaged emotions and feelings.
   So, instead of $3 million, I offered the other ladies
$5 million apiece to go home.  Amy, Stephanie and Torrie
protested, naturally, but I told them that it wasn't fair
to them that they spend the remainder of the winter with
all these negative emotions swirling around.  Plus, neither
Lindsay or myself were enjoying the added company all that
much.  We were too miserable... and needed more time.
   Torrie was a bit curious as to why Devon could stay on
the island - but she couldn't.  Devon had strong feelings
for me, and Torrie's love for Lindsay was well chronicled.
   I told her that the reason we did that was because Devon
was real unhappy at home with her family - and really had no
home to return to.  Torrie did not like that reason, though,
saying it was unfair.  She left the island - mad at me.

   There were two more reasons why Devon was staying,
although I kept them a secret from Torrie.  First off, even
in my weakened state, I found that I could not go on without
the gorgeous, stunning Devon in my life.  She was just too
beautiful - and seeing her on a daily basis would surely aid
me in my therapy and recovery.  Plus, I knew her feelings
for me were not only pure and genuine, but also steadfast.
   Secondly - and this was the main reason why Torrie could
not stay - Lindsay still did not love her enough.  Lindsay
thought Torrie was a very nice and caring person... a sweet
woman, but she did not TRULY love her.  There was no sense
in her staying because of that, especially with Amy and
Stephanie leaving.  That would not be fair to do to them.

   I told Amy and Stephanie, as well as Torrie, that all of
them were more than welcome to return to the island once
Lindsay and I were in a better state of mind.  Amy and
Stephanie seemed to be absolute locks to return whenever
that day may be - but Torrie was a different matter.  She
was too mad at me to give me a definite answer.

                           * * *

   I was unsure what Torrie planned on doing with her life,
but Amy and Stephanie went to California with the idea of
making more X-rated movies together.  I missed all three,
but knew Lindsay and I would need this time away from them
to iron out our feelings and emotions.

   Devon would be here to support us.


                     <<<- The End ->>>


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AUTHOR'S NOTE: It was quite a sudden end to the story, but
understandable with the recent turn of events.

What will happen to Lindsay and Jeremy?  How will Devon
factor into all of this?  Is anyone curious how things
will turn out when Jeremy invites the others back to the
island?  Amy and Stephanie will come.  How about Torrie?
Will there be any new ladies added to the mix?

In other words... who wants a third sequel?  If you do -
or even if you don't - please drop me an e-mail saying so
at HighlanderJM@hotmail.com.  Your words will play an
important role as to whether or not I resume the series.

Thank you for reading my story, and have a wonderful day. :)


- HighlanderJM@hotmail.com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/HighlanderJM/




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