On an island in the middle of the ocean, far away from America, a therapy session is taking place. However it's anything but normal therapy, but only outside of the island itself. Nobody had seen the island because it's inhabited on maps, but never heard about its true colors until they experienced it for the first time. In the middle of the island, a local therapy building, hidden behind the mountains, two popular pornstars were waiting in the hallway, one of them to have their long overdue therapy session.
They both sat together on the chair, fifteen minutes of waiting after arriving. One of them is a Latin American who became the most beautiful on the island, while the other became the sexiest thanks to her body figure, especially her thicc rear. With her life as a pornstar being perfect, her partner on the other hand, isn't like her when being normal.
"Just relax DiMartino, tell the therapist everything he needs to know." She spoked.
"Belle, I've told you many times about my life before you took me on this island." DiMartino replied.
"True, but you never asked me about the whole wedding incident."
DiMartino had kept her emotions in check, but it was still one of the worst days of her life. "I was saving that for a therapist who would understand."
"I can understand. We do have our differences, I never mocked you."
"You don't know what it feels to find love when it has nothing to do with lust."
Belle stopped herself, reconsidering that while hanging with teens at high school and men on the island, she got love from lust. "You're right. You should tell the therapist what your goal is to make yourself better…as a pornstar."
After agreeing with her partner, they waited for five more minutes until the door pushed open, revealing DiMartino's therapist. "DiMartino."
The two stand up, heading to the therapist room. "I'm coming." She spoke with a quiet tone. The therapist is a woman, but not a pornstar. She is one of the couple of therapists on the island who can handle the people in the state that no one's in. Upon entering the room, Belle sat down on one of the chairs while DiMartino laid on a bed with a wedge pillow for her head.
The therapist sat down on her chair next to DiMartino while taking out her clipboard with sheets of paper attached to it. She took out her pen and was ready to write. "So…Dimartino." She spoked. "You haven't felt happy over the past weeks since arriving at Sun Kissed Island all those months ago. You've coped with your problems with the sexual activity from the breeze on the beach and your beach house with Belle, but it seems it's not helping right now. Can you tell me your problem?"
DiMartino took a deep breath while trying to remain calm. "It had nothing to do with the sexual activity, especially the spas I've been taking lately but…I still can't get over the…disaster of my wedding."
After writing the details, the therapist came up with a new question. "You were planning on starting a family before getting married?"
"Yes. The love of my life I've known since childhood. I've got along with him so well, I knew marrying him would change my life forever."
The therapist found DiMartino's words outstanding when another question came to mind. "Were you planning on having a modeling job in exchange for being a pornstar for the sake of your family?"
"No." She answered. "I'm way more attractive, but…my husband, sees me as more than that, especially as I got older."
"Then can you tell me what happened at your wedding?"
DiMartino's heart pounded while trying to get to the point. "A murderer…killed my husband…right before I kissed him…while most of my relatives and family also got killed." A tear came down from her eye while the therapist stopped writing the moment she heard the word murder.
Belle had never been part of a wedding before, but by hearing her partner's story, she won't imagine the look on the bride's face when murder happened right in front of her.
"DiMartino…I don't know what to say."
"With the loss of my love, I couldn't move forward in my life no matter what I do. The murderer was arrested and jailed for life, but I couldn't communicate with my friends and my mother who survived the massacre. I stayed in my mother's bedroom for weeks and months, I couldn't even think about my life since I never had an alternative."
The therapist tried to catch up on her writing, she was on the verge of tearing up just like DiMartino. "Okay so, DiMartino, what I've heard, you were too much in an emotional mental state that you couldn't find any meaning in life. Were you having suicidal thoughts?"
"Yes, but I never went through it."
"Okay so, can you tell me how you met your friend Belle?" The therapist turned to Belle.
"While, I was sitting all alone at the park, in the middle of the night for peace and quiet. And the moment she sat next to me, she found me appealing."
"We didn't have sex at the park, I knew it was prohibited." Belle chimed in.
"And over the next several days after telling most of my story to her, she showed me this island and her job."
"You see, she wasn't into the idea of being a pornstar…however she wasn't against it either. It's not offensive to her."
After hearing Belle's confession, she turned her attention back to DiMartino. "What made you convince your mother?" She asked.
"Because she gave up on my future. Everything wasn't her fault, however she didn't give me an ultimatum on my life. My friends didn't know what to do so…I did what I could."
The latin american took another deep breath, while trying to relax. The therapist may have encountered Belle a few times on the island, but not DiMartino despite being popular. "DiMartino, when I say you cope with sexual activity, how does it feel?"
"It not only makes me stay away from the murder more, it makes me feel special. For how my body is, how people adore it, it was the last thing that kept me motivated before the wedding incident. But Belle showed me the paradise on Sun Kissed Island. I wanted to go to a tropical island, but I chose my husband over that."
"So you love being on a tropical island?" She asked to which DiMartino nodded. "I know how that feels. I wanted to be on a tropical island and…being an employee rather than a pornstar wasn't easy for me."
"Was it still worth it?" Belle guessed.
"Yes. So tell me, when you do your porn videos, what's holding you back?"
DiMartino lifted herself off the wedge pillow while turning to the therapist. "A child." She answered. "Everytime I think about my husband, I always think about having kids like what a mother wants, but I never got the chance to be a mother."
The therapist catched on to what DiMartino meant. But what she doesn't understand is how she would become happier if she can overcome her problem. "So how are you gonna cope?"
"This isn't gonna be convincing nor acceptable, but there's nothing I can do." While paying attention to her therapist, she comes clean while taking one final deep breath. "I want a child to be my partner, as a pornstar." The therapist was stunned in disbelief from what she just heard. "If I can't be a mother who can take care of her kids, especially adopting one without my husband, the only thing I would love to cope, is to take out my love and lust towards a kid, who wouldn't be scared of looking at me naked."
"If I may, can you tell me what your vision on a kid being…you know what and as your partner?"
"Who's almost feeling the same thing as what I'm feeling where I can heal his depression from my love lust. Grown men on this island do adore my love lust, but it didn't last forever. Belle listened to my conduction to not allow any man to rape me because they don't look like my husband. And finding the one boy who's adorable, would gravitate to me more, while I would do the same to him."
Belle had no words to describe DiMartino's way of coping since he never allowed a child on the island, especially a really youthful one at that. The therapist took in everything that DiMartino stated, but she still doesn't agree with her idea.
"DiMartino, being a mother of a kid is a huge value, but finding a kid who's still living with his parents, it's not possible, especially taking him on this island with no other children around." She stood up from her chair and tried to be as calm as possible to DiMartino. "You can't just make a child to be your partner in lust, even if this island doesn't care about children and their safety, you wouldn't be able to get out of the mess you could get yourself in."
"She's right." Belle is also standing up. "DiMartino I've encountered kids whenever I come back to America, and even though they see me as attractive, I walk away because they're too young. Cute, but still too young."
"And besides, the odds are one in a million if you find one boy who's dealing with a midlife crisis."
DiMartino didn't disagree with her partner and her therapist, but she didn't lose it when she meant everything she said. "You wouldn't know what a kid feels if they feel what I felt."
"But they've never witnessed murder in their lives."
"I know but…I can't be happy without a child."
DiMartino lowered her head, disappointed in the position she's in despite the odds. Her therapist had nothing to give her advice on her situation despite writing everything down. Belle didn't want to go through this, but she refuses to let DiMartino handle this alone, especially what happened to her at her wedding.
"Are we done here?" Belle turned to the therapist.
"Yeah, we're done." She responded. "The only thing I would give to you DiMartino is if you're gonna risk finding a child, it has to be the right child. But it'll take you a long time to do that."
"It's mostly wishful thinking, but it's all I have." DiMartino shaked her therapist's hand as the therapist left. DiMartino and Belle left the room as they headed out the building with their limo waiting for them. They both got in as the limo driver drove back to Belle's beach house.
"Okay, starting tomorrow when I'm doing errands back in America, we'll try to search for one boy, but we need to be cautious." Belle replied.
"The only thing I need to know before taking a boy on Sun Kissed island is knowing him personally." DiMartino said. "I forgot to tell my therapist that I was an ex-substitute teacher from Royal Woods Elementary School."
"How is that important?"
"I enjoyed being a substitute only to give that up after the wedding. I still remember the kids that I subbed for, with one of them having white hair, he got the most attention out of me than anyone else."
"Do you remember his name?"
"No."
This gave Belle an option to help out DiMartino, but she's still unsure of the kid himself. She can only find out herself once she and her partner sees him back in America, but the odds are one in a million.
Back in the building, the therapist put her sheets from her clipboard in her purse as she's packing up to head home. However the security camera from the corner in every room was on. On the other side of Sun Kissed Island in a tall building, a grown woman is watching through every monitor in the computer room. And she heard everything that DiMartino said.
"A child pornstar? How desperate can you get? These pornstars have no standards." As she pressed the off button, she got out of the computer room while coming across the chairman of the board.
"Sue, have you seen anything suspicious going on?"
"Nothing, but one of our successful pornstars isn't doing well, but not the right kind."
The chairman signed in annoyance. "Sometimes these pornstars in their new lives aren't good enough. Beaches, spas, and high quality food is the best I can give to them for all the revenue to keep Sun Kissed Island operating."
"We're still making twenty million dollars, one pornstar won't kill this company." Sue rolled her eyes. "You wanna know what this pornstar's problem is? She wants a kid to be her partner as a pornstar."
"That is pathetic for a woman to pick being a pornstar, rather than being a mother." As the chairman prepared to leave, he turned to Sue one more time. "If it's the pornstar that I think it is, you better keep her far away from me."
"No problem Mr. Tetherby."
As the chairman headed to the elevator, he pressed the first floor button as the elevator door closed. "Belle you have a rich money making ass, but you shit out a pathetic, no life ex substitute teacher."