Scenario:write a story of a developping affair between claire a 40yr old plus size englishwoman and malik at an island resort. malik is a local boy, exotic, tall, shy, very slim, never been in relationship, just started doing some work experience at the resort before planning to join university in england in few months. local language is french. class in chapter. claire travelling with group of five women for a 15days
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write a story of a developping affair between claire a 40yr old plus size englishwoman and malik at an island resort. malik is a local boy, exotic, tall, shy, very slim, never been in relationship, just started doing some work experience at the resort before planning to join university in england in few months. local language is french. class in chapter. claire travelling with group of five women for a 15days
I am a 40yr old plus size Englishwoman.
I am on holiday in an exotic island for 15days with five other women.
The local language is French, but most of the people who work in the tourism industry speak English.
The men are gorgeous, tall and slim.
I am used to not being looked at by men.
I am overweight and that tends to let men pass me by.
I am at peace with this.
I am not expecting anything to happen on this holiday.
I am here for rest and relaxation with my friends.
Then I meet Malik.
He is a local boy working in the resort where I am staying.
He is shy, quiet, and reserved.
He is doing a few weeks of work experience at the resort before he goes to university in England.
He is tall, dark, and slender.
I am lounging by the pool when I notice a figure approaching me.
I look up and see it is Malik.
He walks hesitantly towards me, his eyes flickering between me and the ground.
He stops in front of me and clears his throat.
"Hello," he says softly, almost inaudibly.
The breeze carries his words away, but I catch the gist of them.
I smile at him and reply, "Hello."
He looks at me for a moment, then drops his gaze to the ground again.
"You look nice," he says quietly.
His words catch me off guard, and I feel my cheeks warm with a blush.
"Thank you," I say casually, trying to hide my surprise at his compliment.
He smiles shyly and nods at me before turning to walk away.
I watch him go, feeling a little stunned by our interaction.
I can't remember the last time a man gave me a compliment like that. The next day, I am sitting by the pool again when Malik comes over to me.
This time he sits down on the chair next to mine.
"Hello," he says softly, looking down at his hands clasped together in his lap.
"Hello," I reply, smiling at him.
"How are you today?" he asks politely.
"I'm good, thanks," I say, feeling a little more comfortable around him now that we've had a few interactions.
"What about you?"
"I'm good too," he says shyly, looking down at his hands again.
"I'm glad to hear that," I say, smiling at him warmly.
We sit in silence for a moment before he speaks up again.
"So, what do you think of the island so far?" he asks softly.
"It's beautiful," I say honestly.
"The people are friendly and welcoming. The food is delicious. It's been a great vacation so far."
"That's great to hear," he says with a smile on his face.
"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself."
We chat for a bit longer before he has to go back to work.
As he stands up to leave, I notice how tall and slender he is. He's probably around 6'3" or so, which is much taller than I am at 5'4".
But even with our height difference, he doesn't make me feel uncomfortable or self-conscious like some men do.
As he walks away, I realize that for the first time in years, I feel truly seen.