Duty Bound Part 1

Ever since childhood it had been that way; delicate in the extreme and a want of soft bright things. School had proved to be difficult; not being like the others. A fondness for the stricter teachers irked the boys; patently apparent differences alienated the girls. The developmental teenage years were no easier, though liberally minded parents allowed chosen apparel to be worn at weekends, making the desired route in life that little easier. The tortuous journey through to adulthood now accomplished, and independence achieved, indulgence in a preferred lifestyle beckoned.

Hannah glanced at her slender figure in the mirror with some satisfaction as she finished waxing her long legs. She eyed the red stilettos in the corner of the room and smiled as she thought of how they'd compliment her legs later in the evening. The hot sun beat through the open window and the net curtain billowed in the gentle breeze as Hannah prettied up her toenails in pink and slid on her high-backed sandals for her short trip to the beach bar where she would meet the other girls to discuss the evening's events. As she walked down the wooden steps into the hot sun, the breeze lifted her short flowery dress momentarily, revealing a sweet rounded bottom clad in pink panties, much to the delight of some passing youths. Hannah smirked and strode confidently on, the brilliant sunshine warming her white legs, the soft salty breeze and the distant clamour of the kids on the beach adding to her relaxed mood. She made her way down the sea front, receiving many admiring glances from leering males as she wafted her petit figure down to Fifi’ s bar.

Fifi’s was a regular spot for Hannah to hang out and relax; it had a diverse custom and anyone was more than welcome. It had the added bonus of being just round the curve of the rocky headland, so the patrons were relatively free from the hordes of ogling young men who would have no doubt plagued it, were it more centrally positioned. Hannah breezed in to the welcoming coolness of the bar; its thirties style fans in the ceiling gently wafting the sweet scent of the drinkers within; mostly people like Hannah, but a large percentage of males too. There in their usual corner were Babs and Simone; Hannah kissed them both on the cheek.