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On went on holiday to Fiji to Treasure Island. It was a small island fringed with palm trees. I liked lazing on the white sandy beach. I enjoyed swimming in the crystal clear water. I loved seeing the sunset over the ocean. In the dark evening I liked to do some swinging in the hammock. As I was swinging to and fro I felt a light sea breeze. I found the swinging so relaxing and perfect to do just before bed time.

Whilst swinging I had a bright idea and that was to take the canoe over to Beach Comber Island. I took me one hour to paddle out that far. When I got there I could see some people doing some para sailing. I went into the hot spa and it felt magical. I got chatting to a German man called Martin. He was dark and handsome. We walked down to the beach and he gave me a loving cuddle and kiss. Wow!

I paddled back to Treasure Island with a bright smile on my face. Two days later I went back to Beach Comber Island. Martin invited me to come to his thatched bungalow. There we had sex together. He gave me such an exciting time with him. My brief encounter had been so amazing.

On my last day I saw Martin at the International airport. I was waiting for my flight to Los Angeles and he got on his flight to Tokyo. I had felt so sad seeing him go back home to Munich. My flight was delayed for three hours so I sat around thinking of him. I got to Los Angeles and missed my connection on to London. I spoke to the airline and they took me all the flights were fully booked for the next week. I had no choice but to stay in Los Angeles.

My week was quite interesting. I visited Hollywood, Beverley Hills, Disney Land, Venice Beach and the Universal Studios. I stayed at a friendly guest house in Santa Monica. I sent Martin an email but he didn't reply. I felt so heart broken. I really wanted to be with him and all I had was his email address. I knew he lived in Munich and that was all. I finally got home one week late. I carried on trying to reach Martin. However all we had been was like two ships passing in the night. I kept his photo so I could remember the best time of my life.