I have returned from a lovely, fun filled vacation and although it is good to be home and back in the swing of things, I miss Punta Cana!

Thoughts of those warm Caribbean breezes, fresh and fruity rum drinks, dancing until 4am at the resorts disco, dining on amazing food and long lazy afternoons by the long winding pool and beach, are dancing in my head. Those ice blue waters and sandy beaches are still calling me back. I enjoyed tennis, and just utter relaxation. Also, as the sunny hours progressed I went from a milk chocolate to a sweet dark chocolate. It was sexy for me to look at myself as I lotioned my naked body in the mirror, admiring my new tan lines. I think I'll wear a thong bikini next time, I'd like to see how those tan lines come out.

The staff was amazing and I even miss them as well.What a small world, I met new friends, from Philly, NY, and NJ, who were also vacationing at the resort. The resort was gorgeous, plush with beautiful flowers that scened the air. Each evening walk was filled with the soft, sweet aromas of the beach, the flowers and a hint of food wafting in from the restaurants. It was an all encompassing sensory experience and I simply got swept away in the beauty of it all. I shall return.

Well, time fror me to go, I'm going hiking with my personal trainer in an hour. Though he pushes me and sometimes causes pain, the results are quite pleasing. My firm tush and sexy strong legs are just a few perks to fitness.

Kisses, the gentlemen and some lady friends who e-mailed me and wished me much fun in Punta Cana! It was nice to see how my gentlemen friends eagerly anticipated my return. What a sweet and naughty welcome I received from a few friends in New York this past Friday. Thank you sweethearts ; )

Happy Weekend!

Quotes of the day:

Summer afternoon---summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

--Henry James, quoted in Edith Wharton's A Backward Glance

Hard is the heart that loveth mought In May.

--Guillaume De Lorris And Jean De Meun, The Romaunt of the Rose translated by Chaucer, c. 1370