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Category:
Science Fiction
Publisher: PublishAmerica
ISBN-10: 1413756581
Type: Fiction
Pages: 229
Copyright: January, 2005
Barefootin’ .... Bask in the unspoiled beauty that can only be found from the deck of a sailing ship. Romance, adventure awaits you on the Northern Merchant in Nassau, Bahamas.....
The allure was obvious and the appeal, strong. A cross-section of people from around the country set sail for one week in June for the adventure of a lifetime. This complex story of destiny interweaves the lives of passengers on a Bahamian sailing ship, making an unscheduled stop on the obscure island of Spanish Harbor.
What starts out as a disappointing but harmless tropical vacation takes a turn towards the macabre as destiny steps in and takes over. Their adventure begins to take on a life of its own as the passengers challenge predestination and the strength of the human spirit.
Barefootin' is an adventure through the murky waters of reality surrounding the small island, where genetic experimentation and Christianity, meets and blends with the still older religion of voodoo.
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Tangled in a dark green web of fern, lemon grass and peppery tropical foliage, Adam floated naked and unashamed wrapped in greenery as his head reeled from the assorted fragrances. He floated blissfully with no desire to escape from his sensual, pungent prison.
The distant sound of drums excited him. His heart quickened as they came clearer and closer; still he wasn't frightened. He knew they heralded something exotic and wonderful, something totally fulfilling that he wanted so desperately. So he floated and waited.
"Yes,” he gasped as he was suddenly surrounded by large black olives, bobbing and weaving in front of his face, shiny, ripe and succulent. Then laughing from far and near echoed in his ears, and he laughed with them.
The olives slid slowly up and down his body, in rhythm to the drums, in rhythm to his own heartbeat, shiny, ripe and succulent. His body burned with excitement.
This must be Mardi Gras, he thought to himself. Yes, Mardi Gras; laughter, great food, and great erotic, sensory feelings.
A rainbow of feathers fluttered around him, tickling and titillating his limbs; feathers and olives....
But I hate Mardi Gras. Too much noise, too many people and way too much bullshit-- but oh, those olives....
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