I always preferred some sort of ongoing thing to one-night stands. Just works better for me, even if it’s only casual and for a couple weeks. One of these turned into the weirdest damned thing I’ve ever been involved in by far.
I’d known June for several years. We both worked in the resort biz in a tourist area in the Caribbean. June at first glance was kinda ugly–big nose, big thick eyebrows, eyes that stuck out, thick-lipped. But she was fun to party with and, I discovered when I saw her once at the beach, she had a killer body, beautiful and athletic–long, great looking limbs, great ass, a hint of 6 pack, great medium sized tits, really a very sexy woman. She was also extremely lively and smart, even sort of pretty when her features lit up, and really fun to party with. We’d eyed each other over the years, but I was wary of her. She was a super-heavy drinker. In an environment that was totally soaked in alcohol, she really stood out. She was very good at her job and perfectly functional, but I’d see her drink incredible quantities in late-night clubs and bars after work. I’d also seen evidence of a volcanic temper a couple times.