Honeymoon
Jarod stepped out onto the balcony of the Royal palms Hotel on the big island of Hawaii it was about 7:30 in the morning. He was wearing black pants and a white button up shirt that was open down the front exposing his chiseled physique. He couldn't believe it the Centre was gone forever he had a steady job as a reporter for the Atlanta Herald and now here he was on his honeymoon with the love of his life. He stopped and turned to look lovingly at the raven- haired woman still sleeping in the bed. He turned again when he heard the balcony door of the suite next to his open and froze when he saw the bushy blonde woman that stepped out. It was Cassie Walton the gossip columnist and resident floozy from the Herald she was wearing a purple silk robe with who knows what on underneath. Jarod wasn't surprised to see her in place like this after all she was forever jumping in bed some politician or lawyer. The problem was she had been chasing Jarod ever since he started working at the herald. Most days it was all Jarod could do to keep from winding up with a set of her fingerprints on his fanny.
"Hello, Jarod," she said in a voice with more old in it than a field of olives. "Now when can't have you all alone in that big old suite now can we?" She climbed over the railing an onto Jarod's balcony.
"N-now w-wait a minute Miss Walton," he stammered backing through the French doors into the room, "I n-not alone."
"Not any more you're not." She cooed in a husky voice. She stepped forward and touched Jarod's chest he lurched backward and fell over the corner of the bed and landing in the floor. All at once he was looking up into the eyes of his own wife.
"Honey I—"he started but before he could finished she touched her finger to his lips then kissed him sweetly and before Jarod could stop her she lunged forward grabbed Cassie by the Hair and Belt and threw over balcony. She tumbled two stories screaming all the way and landed in the hotel's swimming pool.
Then Jarod's wife turned back to Jarod who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. She straddled his lap and began to nibble on his lips.
"Nice shot, Parker," he said.
"Humph," she said, "I didn't even know there was a pool down there!"