The Pagan Knights including their dog, Bradley, a miniature American Eskimo Husky, had returned to this vacation sight for their honeymoon after they were married in the summer in the rotunda of San Francisco City Hall in front of Harvey Milk’s bust. They had high expectations for a good time and had money to spend; they received from their wedding reception gifts. They had stayed at Cambria Shores twice before with Bradley since it was a motel catering to people with well-behaved dogs. Bradley’s behavior was questionable. He was spoiled, usually having his own way, annoying and embarrassing his masters.
The most important part of their relationship was the continuing growth of their love for each other. When Proposition Eight passed and was upheld by the courts, their marriage was upheld since it occurred before the passage of the proposition. Fanatics tried to shame and deny the love shared between gays, lesbians and their community.
Entering room 12, they gushed with the continuing scale of remodeling the owner had done. They immediately sat down to appreciate their accommodations while Bradley was not sure if they were staying or leaving. Sitting on the bed, they glanced around the room, enjoying the new additions, the blazing, gas fireplace, the flat screen television, the DVD player, the furniture and lighting, all setting the mood for romance for the next four days and three nights.
Billie admired a colorful print, “Valentines”, hanging on the wall by the bed. The title on the bottom of the picture was taken from a Gertrude Stein poem. Billie read the inscription describing a defined reality of love. It reinforced Billie’s desire to continue living their Bohemian lifestyle.
Journals were set on the desks in the rooms. Billie, always eager to write, had described their previous visits as the Pagan Knights, sharing the beautiful Pacific Ocean and colorful sunsets. As pagans they didn’t prescribe to religious indoctrinations or boundaries in making friends. They behaved, spontaneously, without inhibitions, desiring to journey into unchartered territories.
Billie read an excerpt from the journal on the desk. “Look at this. A lesbian couple stayed in this room in April. They wrote about their stay.”
Glenn went to peak in the bathroom. “They’ve remodeled the bathroom, too. The shower has a bathtub. We’ll be able to take a bubble bath together.”
Following close behind, Billie reminded Glenn the reason they returned to Cambria Shores. “Remember how friendly and hospitable the managers have been. They cater to dogs, even Bradley. And they treat us like royalty.”
“Which we’re not. “ Glenn frowned.
“It’s like we’re Cambrian Knights, even though we’re pagans.”
“Why wouldn’t anyone stay here? It’s so peaceful and serene,” Glenn agreed.
“Should we go unpack our stuff?”
“Yes, then I’ll seduce you. I’ll indulge in that big, middle leg. You know which one I mean?”
“Yes dear, my dick. But later.”