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         Ariana Belle FletcherMatala, Crete, Greece5:23pm

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Ariana Belle Fletcher
Matala, Crete, Greece
5:23pm

i gaze up at the moon. my long loose curls swirl around me in the cool sea breeze.

my heartbeat is racing after my brief interaction with iris.

i've barely been at the cave for more than a couple of hours, and i'm already under spell.

i look over at andreas and see him surrounded by a group of strangers, the ones who live in the cave. he seems full of life and at ease. he's entirely different from the mysterious man i met at the hostel bar.

damn. even him too? what is it about iris and andreas that makes them so tempting?

it's not like i'm looking to fall in love here.

unfortunately, francesco has already taken that place in my heart.

and still, i can't help but repelay iris' words repeatedly in my head.

"and beautiful women happen to be my favorite sport"

in my five year relationship with demario, i always played the dutiful and faithful girlfriend. i never had any time for my myself to explore other desires outside of my relationship.

my heart may be with francesco. yet, even so, the sad reality is that we are separated by oceans, mountains, seas and juju.

i am vacation

i try to open myself up to the possibility.

and i'm finally free

iris' words ring clearly through my head once more.

"plus, i can't help it. i like to sleep around." maybe it's about time i take up a new sport as well

i smile to myself.

when you end up in a sex cult... well, i guess it's the universe way of telling me it's about time to sleep around to

andreas and the others are now up on their feet and have started dancing circles around the growing flames.

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