Chapter eleven

Because my friend asked to post earlier than Sunday and I'm a nice friend, here's eleven


An hour later Richie was walking through a shopping street, happily holding Sarah’s hand while they strolled through the long street. They just passed a swimwear store but walked past it, enjoying their togetherness a little longer and to see if there were more stores they could shop at.

Sarah hadn’t mentioned her foot hurting so Richie didn’t think it would be so bad to walk around, especially here. Unlike at home, there were fewer reporters that would snap photos of him. Here, they didn’t recognize him so easily, the people that did, were fans. He was relieved about it, not knowing how Sarah would react to it. The photos started years ago for him and he had gotten used to it, it was part of his job but it wasn’t for Sarah. He’d have to talk to her about it.

At the end of the street, they stopped. It seemed weird there was such a long street of stores and now there stood a big church and a city’s square surrounded by little restaurants.

Then Richie realized they hadn’t had breakfast yet. Right when his brain remembered, so did his stomach. “Do you want to grab a bite somewhere?” He suggested to Sarah.

Sarah looked at all the little restaurants; they all had outside terraces with a few costumers. Then she looked up at the church’s clock to read the time. “Yeah, where do you want to go?”

They walked past a few terraces then Richie stopped at one that seemed nice to him and not too busy. He picked out an outside table, nicely in the sun, since it was before noon, it wasn’t very hot yet.

Only a few minutes later a teenage waitress came to ask their order, in Swedish.

Both not understanding what she had asked them, they looked at each other and felt a little silly. Then Richie looked back up to the girl. “Do you speak English?” He asked hopeful.
The girl smiled. “Yes. Can I take your order?” She asked in English now
“You sure can, if you help me translate.” Richie smiled at her.

She laughed at his joke and checked the menu he was holding. When he pointed out what he wanted to know, she translated or explained if she didn’t know the correct word.

Finally Sarah and Richie both decided on a sandwich and a salad.

“Isn’t this nice?” Sarah asked after the waitress left with their order.
“What is?" He asked a little confused to exactly what she was referring to.
“The different countries, languages, architecture.” Sarah explained what she thought was nice.

Richie looked around him, he hadn’t really gone out in Munich, he didn’t know what he was comparing his surroundings to but it looked very different than home. “Yeah.” He agreed with her. Usually he didn’t see more than hotel rooms.

“You know I always wanted to travel?” She wasn’t sure if she had mentioned it to him.
“No, I didn’t know. I guess you’ll have to tour with me from now on or we go on vacation.” That reminded him of the ten day vacation he was going on with Ava next month; he’d have to change some things. “So tell me?” He asked, wanting to know where she wanted to travel to.
“After I finished medical school I wanted to go travel. I had this whole list of countries I wanted to visit but of course I didn’t go to medical school and definitely didn’t get a doctor’s salary.” She explained.
“A whole list? What was on it?” He asked, maybe they’d visit some now.
“All the fifty states.” She said off the top of her head.

Then waited for the waitress she saw coming to bring them their sandwiches.

After the waitress left and they took a delicious first bite of their sandwiches, she continued.

“The United Kingdom and Ireland.” She had seen many pictures of the beautiful green, Irish countryside and always wondered if it really was that green.
“We’re going there at the end of the month.” Richie said, he knew where the tour was going, sort of.” “Where else?” He asked for her to continue.
“Germany, Scandinavia.” She paused to take another bite of her sandwich. “France, to see Paris and the beaches of Normandy. Belgium for its chocolate.”
Richie chuckled, of course, chocolate.
“Italy and Greece.”
“Just keep naming the tour.” He encouraged jokingly.

Sarah gave him a smile, maybe she’d get to see all these countries in the next two months, her dream come true.

“Switzerland, also for its chocolate.”
It made Richie chuckle again.
“And Poland.” Sarah ended.
“That’s it?” Richie asked surprised, expecting more countries.
“No, that’s Europe.” She clarified for him.
“Oh you know my dad was Polish?” He asked, excited that she wanted to go there.
“Really?”
“Yes, really.” Richie smiled and nodded, still excited, already thinking to go to Poland.
“That’s nice, we can go check that out.” Sarah suggested just as excited.



After they finished their sandwiches and Richie paid along with a big tip for their helpful waitress, they walked back to the shopping street.

The street had become significantly busier than it had been an hour ago.

They passed a few stores again before Richie stopped at a lingerie store. Sarah was a little surprised; nothing that she owned was as fancy as what the mannequins in the windows were wearing.

“Want to see if they have anything nice?” Richie asked, he really wanted to see what they offered.
Sarah wasn’t sure, there wasn’t anything she’d ever wear, Richie would know that by now. “Sure, why not.” She said, wanting to at least give it a try anyway, maybe she’d like something.

Richie took her hand and together they walked in to the store, finding more sets than they had seen in the window.

Richie spotted the swimwear first and guided Sarah to the racks on the wall, displaying different kinds of bikinis.

Sarah took a deep breath, bikinis, for him.

He didn’t want to give her options, a way out, he wanted to see her in a bikini. Last night she’d slept in her underwear, now he could see her in that but wet. “Anything you like?” He asked.

There were many different kinds and colors, he wasn’t even sure which one was his favorite yet.

Sarah looked around. “I don’t know, is there anything you like?”

Richie did the same and looked around again to the suits around him again. “How about this?” He asked, pointing to a purple bikini. It’s style was basic, which he liked about it too.
He reached for it, not waiting for an answer and handed it to her.

Sarah looked for the tags to read the size and gave it back to him, telling him her correct bra-size.

He hung it back and gave her the right size. When he took the bikini bottom, he got the right size without her help, giving him a proud feeling.

There wasn’t anything else Sarah wanted to try out so they found the fitting rooms for Sarah to try it on before she’d buy it. She went into the cubicle, pulling the curtain closed so nobody could look in.

“Does it fit?” Richie asked a few minutes later.
“Yeah.” Sarah said distracted. “I was checking the prices.” She looked at herself in the mirror, not too bad.
“Can I see?” He asked.
“Yes, I’m ready.” She answered him.

Richie peeked his head in, seeing Sarah’s backside as she was still looking in the mirror. His eyes glanced down to her ass, forming a little smile on his lips.

Sarah saw what he was doing, she didn’t mind so didn’t say anything and turned around to show the whole outfit.

“You look beautiful.” He said when he could see the other side of her body.
Sarah smiled. “Really?” It had been years since she had enough confidence to wear a bikini but somehow he was giving it to her.
“Yes really. You look really beautiful.” He assured her.
“Did you see the prices?” She asked worried.

Richie didn’t care, as beautiful as she looked in it, he’d pay any price for the set. The top covered her breasts perfectly with its triangles. Her bikini bottom showed off her long legs. The purple color was a perfect finish to it.

“Richie?” She asked when he didn’t react, when his eyes flashed back up to hers, she continued. “They’re 50 euro each, it’s a hundred euro, that’s expensive.”
“Don’t worry about it. Do you like it?” He asked.
Sarah had to think about it and turned back to the mirror. It looked nice and she really wanted to go swimming with Richie. “I do like it.” She finally said.
“Then I’m buying it for you.” Richie concluded.
Sarah wanted to say something again but didn’t. They both liked it and he wanted to buy it for her, why would she complain? He was her boyfriend after all.

A few minutes later they were back in the main part of the store, Richie was looking around for more clothes he could buy for Sarah so far he had seen she only wore easy underwear, plain cotton, plain colors. He liked a lot of sets but wasn’t sure Sarah’d wear it if he bought it. That thought didn’t stop him from looking around though.

“I saw some benches outside, is it okay I go sit down while you pay?” Sarah came up to him.
“Yeah of course, I’ll be there in a minute.” He watched Sarah leave the store and turned back to the lingerie.

Something had caught his eye close to the exit, instead of paying he went to look at it. He liked it, it was sexy and would look even sexier on Sarah, even if she only undressed to sleep, maybe he could keep it as a future present. He checked the sizes of the bikini and got the same sizes off the rack. Without another look at anything else, he went to pay. He wanted to go swimming now.



An hour later they were back at the hotel. They had both changed in to their swimsuits. Sarah had her towel tightly wrapped around her, hiding herself. Richie told her once again that she looked beautiful, trying to encourage her and Sarah believed him but old habits die hard. She promised herself to take the towel off when they reached the pool.

It wasn’t very busy when they arrived att the outdoor swimming pool. By the side stood lounge chairs but only two were occupied, in the pool was only one swimmer.

They walked past the two occupied chairs, finding some chairs for themselves.

“Richie?” Came from behind them.

Richie stopped and turned around to see who recognized him. “Dean? Hey man.” He walked back and sat on the lounge chair next to him.
“Who’s the pretty lady?” Dean asked.
“My girlfriend.” Richie made it clear to him. “Sarah.”

Sarah sat down next to Richie.

“Nice to meet you Sarah.” Dean said politely, then turned back to Richie. “The pool is great, nice and warm.”
“Great, we should get in then.” He turned to Sarah with his suggestion.
“I can’t swim.” Sarah said.
“What?” He asked confused, if she couldn’t swim why would she agree to go swimming?
“No, I can swim, I mean my ankle.” She explained to him, she had forgotten about it until now. Her ankle was still wrapped up and she didn’t want to lose the support of it.
“Oh.” He hadn’t thought of that either.

“Why don’t you take it off? I can put it back on when you finish and the water would do it good.”

They both turned at Dean, then back at each other.

“Dean’s a chiropractor.” Richie explained, hoping she’d agree.
Sarah nodded. “Good idea.” She raised her foot and let Dean take the bandage off.
“Now be careful when you walk but the water will be relaxing.” Dean told her again.

Richie stood up, giving Sarah a hand to stand.

Once standing she stopped and untucked the towel she was wearing, making a huge smile appear on Richie’s face as she sowed him her bikini. He just hoped he could hide his appreciation.

By the edge of the pool, he jumped right in.

Sarah stood by the side, carefully she sat down so her feet were dangling in the water.

Richie swam back to her and stood in front of her. He reached for her bottom and pulled her closer so she was sitting on the very edge. He took a step closer and stood between her legs. “You okay there hun?” He looked up at her.
“I can’t jump in.”
“Want me to pull you in?” He asked, mischief clear on his face.
“No!” Sarah said quickly.

Richie’s hands were still around Sarah’s bottom and carefully he picked her up. Unbalanced, Sarah grabbed his shoulders and winced when she wrapped her legs around his waist.

“Sorry.” He didn’t mean to cause her to hurt herself but now she was pressed against him, for which he definitely wasn’t sorry. “See if you can stand.” He carefully lowered her in the water to her feet. Sarah held on to his shoulders until she was sure she found her balance.

Richie expected her to be all wet now but the pool wasn’t very deep. Well damn, it didn’t even reach her breasts. He wanted to see them wet. He took a few steps back, getting a full view.

“Where are yo-” before she could finish her question, he splashed her with water. “Richie!” She shrieked. The water wasn’t as warm as Dean had said, definitely not when it hit her in the chest and face.
“What?” He challenged.

Sarah took his challenge and hit the water, making it splash against him.

He liked his plan, she was getting wet, so he did it again.

This time Sarah wanted to get back at him. She gathered all the strength she had in her arms and splashed a big load of water back at him, most of it hitting his face.

Richie couldn’t stop laughing, she looked so funny when she did it and their game was just plain funny. “I love you.” Escaped between his laughter.

Due to the force she had used to move the water and Richie’s words, Sarah tumbled over in to the water.