Tina is wearing a very short and sexy sundress but it’s a stark contrast to the backdrop of the bright green tropical island. Her dress is black with tiny white flowers and white lace along the hem. The spaghetti straps reveal acres of her creamy skin, her long fabulous legs ending in Bette’s battered hiking boots. On her head is the raggedy blue baseball cap, her hair tucked behind her ears. She’s carrying a designer bag, probably worth more than Bette’s jeep.

“Well, I never thought I’d be hiking across the great divide. I only brought dresses. I’m on vacation, remember? I should be sipping cocktails, taking long naps, having fun with my friends not running for my life with an arrogant ass like you.” Tina pats down the front of her dress, looking for wrinkles. She smirks, hiding her happiness at having aroused the sexy pilot.

“Are you telling me you’re not having fun?” Bette voice is teasing. Tina raises her eyebrows.

“Well, that won’t do.” Bette drops her voice to a sultry tone. “I will now take it upon myself to make sure you are having fun. It is my duty after all. And I know how to show a woman a good time.” Bette breaks out in a devilish grin before continuing. “You will enjoy yourself so much, you’ll scream for me stop. But you won’t want me to because you’re having so much fun.” She starts to unbutton the long sleeve shirt she had just put on, revealing her black tank top and an inch of skin just above her shorts. She slides it off one shoulder slowly, all the while inching closer and closer to the stunned and nervous blonde. Bette moves like a graceful wildcat with lust and hunger in her eyes. Her look is intense and leaves no doubt of what she’s after.

Tina swallows hard and starts to step backwards. She matches Bette’s every step and never takes her eyes off the sexy pilot. She stops when she reaches the water and releases a soft gasp. She holds her breath, her body getting hot, her face flushed. She parts her lips slightly as the anticipation of what will happen next is making it hard for her to breath. She watches Bette’s fingers graze her stomach and the muscles in her abs tighten. Tina can’t help but let her eyes wonder but they return quickly to the deepest, softest brown orbs she has ever seen. Bette takes one more step forward. She lets her shirt drop off her shoulders. She’s holding it by the tip of her fingers. She watches Tina take a breath then throws the shirt at her. It covers her head completely. She laughs out loud as Tina pulls the shirt off herself angrily.