Hello, friends! This is a small excerpt from my book, The Diary of Robbie – The Erotic Journey of a BBW Goddess. Hope you enjoy it, and if you do, I would love to hear from you. You can purchase the full series for a heavily discounted price here https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1152848. Enjoy!
The prospect of meeting April again was tempting. I had missed her more than I was ready to admit. Suddenly, I found myself asking her to join me on the trip to Barbados and two days later we were holding hands tightly as the plane shook and shimmied over the Atlantic, making its best impression of a grasshopper with its tail on fire, after being caught in the aftermath of a hurricane heading for the US coast.
Eventually we landed and never had I been more grateful to feel terra ferma under the soles of my feet. As we went out of the airport terminal we were greeted by paradise, so much so that it almost caused sensory overload. So much green of all shades, shapes and sizes glistening in the morning Bajan sun almost hurt my eyes, accustomed to the 500 shades of grey of the British autumn. So many new fragrances in the air, unknown to our continental brains, each one both strong and pleasant, that for a few minutes I not so much breathed, but sniffed the air. So many unknown sounds of birds I had never seen or heard before that soon my neck hurt from constantly turning my head up, left and right, trying to spot the twitterer.