Volleying for Curiosity


The sailboat swayed to the right as it began to tilt from Mr. Curtis turning the ship’s wheel.  He winked at Ms. Fox before they both turned to watch the shoreline as he threw the anchor overboard.

It was getting harder and harder lately, but he tried to keep the smile off of his lips as he asked, “How’s your ball game?”  Then he disappeared below, practically skipping the few steps into the boat’s cabin as his hands held onto the rails.

He moved some things around in the closet that didn’t belong to them, spotting the volleyball in a small sports bag he saw a couple night’s before.  He heard her call out, “Better than yours!”  He rolled his eyes up in his head as he emerged back out into the sunlight.  Dropping the ladder down the boat, he made quick work of going down it, ignoring Ms. Fox as she began to speak…. “We’re not really going to….. Oh come on!”  Once he was out of her sight down the side of the boat, he grinned wickedly.

She was likely nervous.  She didn’t seem to take well sometimes to his spontaneity, and more or less appreciated the “go according to plan” type of gigs.  They both had a sense of caution against each other.  He still wasn’t sure if he could trust her.  Mr. Curtis received intel of an exact date and time a museum back in the states would be cleaning a practically priceless opal diamond necklace dating back to the early 1500’s, and possibly Queen “Bloody” Mary I.  The head curator was vacationing at the resort he just docked at.

He peeked his head up, stretching his neck some as he was walking backwards in the shallow water to smirk at her.  While doing so, his thoughts trailed off as he watched her.  In his line of work, although a score is obtained, it’s rarely gratifying for very long before the desire and longing for something else hits.  Ms. Fox had some good ideas, many times…. But the glint in her eyes of excitement over it was different than what he usually saw in con artists.  He had a plan to slowly pick that side of her apart until he understood it.


Turning, not answering her, he tossed the ball in the air to himself repeatedly.  He listened.  There it was…. The sound of water being tread.  Closer…. Closer…. It slowed down to some and lacked that sonorous tone of deeper water.  Quickly he turned, and spiked the ball towards her, yelling, “Heads up!”

She dove for the ball, up onto the beach now.  He grinned like a kid when he noticed how close she was to sand in her mouth.  He watched her stand up and brush the sand off of herself before she served the ball back at him.  She hit it pretty well, so he took that opportunity to miss the ball.  “Shit…. I got it!”


He headed behind the sand dunes, immediately on the concrete cabana area of the resort. Picking up the ball, he also grabbed a red coin purse out of the first vacant cabana he passed.  He reached into his pocket, and slid a lower level security clearance key card into the purse. Spotting the long-legged blonde he needed to find, sun hat over her man, her hand gently resting across the stomach of her black bathing suit as she sun bathed on an outstretched pool lounger…  Mr. Curtis walked towards the head curator quickly, he lightly bounced the ball and pretended to trip over a neighboring lounger next to her.  She sat up quickly, “What the….!” but he was already smiling down at her.

“My deepest….” paused, to look her dead in the eyes, “……. apologies ma’am.”  Mr. Curtis pretended to be captivated by her.  “One too many Bahama Mamas, plenty of sun and a game of volleyball that,” he gave her a mock apologetic smile now, stooping beside her to reach for the ball, “I’m obviously, not as good as I thought I was, at.”

Once he got the giggle he planned for from her, he dropped the unzipped red coin purse into her beach bag next to her.  “Ah hell… I’m so clumsy!”  He kept his eyes on her with a small smile, his face close to hers.  He watched her bite her lip just as he felt inside of her bag for the card attached to a lanyard.  Quickly, he switched the two cards.  You would’ve thought he was slipping melted butter off of his hand back into the red coin purse.  Once he zipped it halfway, he yanked it up by the zipper’s pull, pulling it closed the rest of the way, and held it up between them.  “I was just on my way to return this to lost and found.  It’s not perhaps yours, is it ma’am?”

“Mmmm no, but I wish it was, so I could give you a proper reward.”  Standing, he grinned devilishly at her.

“Perhaps there’s still time to lose something, ma’am.”  With that he grinned at her and winked, then turned to head back to the beach where Ms. Fox was waiting.  Walking away he turned into the cabana he took the red coin purse from, trading the volley ball for a bottle of sangria that was chilling in a bucket and two wine glasses.

He couldn’t help the look of satisfaction on his face.  It was two-fold.  His plan worked effortlessly, AND now he had something serious in his hand that would illicit Ms. Fox’s curiosity fully.  “That’s enough games for today,” he said, offering Ms. Fox the bottle as he returned.

Mr. Curtis watched her eye the purse hanging off his wrist as he went to sit next to her in the sand.  Then, to his surprise, she gave in way too quickly, “What’s that?”

Offering his glass out to her to fill, “Don’t you like pretty things?” He smiled, as he thought about what the key card inside would lead to, while he looked down at her…

She simply smiled back at him, and him at her, as she replied her answer… “Cheers.”


Click here to read Ms. Fox’s side of the story.

Photo 1: Ryanna (boat pose) Broderick Baxe Urban FemaleB @ Pose Lover Round 9
Photo 2: {.::SkyPose::.} Beach – Block @ Pose Lover Round 9
Photo 3: {.::SkyPose::.} Beach – Block @ Pose Lover Round 9
Photo 4: .:Picture Perfect:. Couples Pose – You Had Me at Merlot! @ Pose Lover Round 9

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::High and Dry
Top: F.A.T. Katsuo Tank Top @ Menswear Fashion Week June 10-19th 
Bottoms: F.A.T. Katsuo Rolled Cuff Pant Slink @ Menswear Fashion Week June 10-19th
Necklace: Gabriel – ::GB::Angel wings necklace( Male) / Silver
Tattoo: [White~Widow – NORMAL] Zoom – Black @ Shiny Shabby
Coin Pouch: [UrbnW. Unisex Coin Pouch] Red @ Menswear Fashion Week June 10-19th

RYANNA is wearing: (And click here to read Ms. Fox’s side of this story) Thank you Ms. Fox
Outfit: GizzA – Racquel Outfit [Pink & Lilac] @ On9 – June
Tattoo: .::Nanika::.Anika @ On9 – June
Shoes: {Reverie} Soho Sandals – Taupe
Hair: Analog Dog – sarah – dark browns
Bangs: TRUTH HAIR Solace – browns

Noble Creations – [NC] – Tropical Palm Trees @ Cosmopolitan (June 6-18th)
DaD DESIGN Mediterranean Palm Trees @ LTD The Event (June 12-26th)

Photo 1 on location at The Keys

2 thoughts on “Volleying for Curiosity

  1. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS! What a way to start my week. PLEASE keep these adventures coming, you two. They are a joy to read! You put your GORGEOUS blog pictures into such fun contexts! ❤


  2. YEAH!!!! Im over the moon with more stories from two brilliant writers! I second everything that Devawestland says!! The photos are brilliant with this great, entertaining and fun story! Its like James Bond and Honey West together in epic tales. Simply brilliant writing!!!


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