What Pegman Saw – Tropical Paradise

“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page,  from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s location is the British Virgin Islands, noted for sailing, watersports, luxury hotels and tax dodging.

WPS - Tropical Paradise 190209

Tropical Paradise

“Oh, stop pestering me! You know I hate tours. You go on your cruise and I’ll stay here and sunbathe.”

“And drink,” thought Roland, sourly. He gave Denise a peck on the cheek. “Okay. See you Thursday.” By the time he reached the quayside he was whistling cheerfully.

A dip in the pool. A gin. Lunch on the terrace followed by a pampering session in the spa. As Denise dressed for dinner, she felt toned and attractive. “Not bad for forty,” she commented, sidelong, to the mirror.

As Denise ordered a martini she smiled at Leo, immaculate in linen suit and lilac tie, who was sitting alone at the bar.

“Roland went on the tour then?” he asked.

“Oh, yes, And Helen?”

Leo nodded.

“Would you join me for dinner?” he suggested.

Meanwhile, Helen and Roland, close and intimate in a single berth, didn’t spare their spouses a second thought.

26 thoughts on “What Pegman Saw – Tropical Paradise”

  2. Oh my! All is well and good until they realize. Then, it might get ugly. Unless they realize they’re better this way…

    Especially enjoyed the deft little slices of character. I knew these people right away!

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    • Dear Karen
      Thank you for reading and commenting. I’m glad you enjoyed the characterisation. I had very clear images of the characters in my imagination, which always helps.
      With best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Rochelle
      Thank you for reading and for your very kind comment. “Sublime”. Phew! I’m blushing! But I did work hard on this story, so I’m delighted you enjoyed the writing.
      Shalom
      Penny

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  6. Ouch. All that pestering was a front, i suppose, or maybe the husband had to find a way, to blame his own infidelity on his wife, to vanquish his own guilt.

    Chapter Two: when they all realize whats going on, that they are each not only the betrayer, but the betrayed. Nicely written!

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    • Dear Andi
      Thank you for reading and commenting so perceptively. Yes, you’re right that the pestering was a technique to reduce his feelings of guilt. He felt he had given her every chance…
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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  8. All has been said, pacing, story, boredom, and really? Why would either couple be upset? Just swing! Actually, a couple I know split up and married their neighbours, (Kinda like Shania Twain 😉 )

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