The Larissa Epic
Copyright© 2026 by Oz Ozzie
Chapter 9: Zara’s mistake
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 9: Zara’s mistake - At the start of the story, Larissa is a young woman failing to cope with Covid. The story trace's Larissa's growth through the challenges of Covid and marriage with Julian, and the lives of people around her, ending with Larissa and her friends changing the nature of Australia
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa Mult Teenagers Fiction Rags To Riches Light Bond Group Sex Orgy Exhibitionism Oral Sex Nudism
Larissa
They met Ruby, Pete, Chelsea, Liam, Toni, Jael and Michael at the carpark by her favourite beach, where she’d met Dave and Kat in the very first place. There was a big group of them this morning, since Alison and Landon came for the run, along with Layna, Joe, Nathan and Suzy who were running too. And Jayla and Vi with them. Larissa said that they hardly needed security with such a big group, but she only said that for form, since Vi and Jayla were hardly going to miss out on being part of this group.
Given their company, they ran more gently than she usually did, but it was still a good workout, and they chatted as they ran, mainly Alison and Landon and all their friends getting to know each other. They also attracted a lot of attention, such a big group running together, and they cheerily said hello as a group to anyone who recognised any of them. They ran here often enough in the mornings that she recognised quite a few of the regulars, including a couple who ran with them for a while, enjoying the crazy conversation, though they were a bit short of breath.
They ran south, though not as far as they usually did, and then turned and ran back to the carpark. Once back at the carpark, it was time to swim, and they split into two groups. The first group was Toni, Jael, Larissa, Julian, Alison - the power swimmers, along with Courtney, the only member of her security team who could beat her in the water - well, she should; she’d qualified for the national Olympic trials for distance freestyle, and was a semi-professional triathlete who lived in the water.
They did their normal swim, swimming as a close group out to the boating marker and back, a distance of just over 2km. The other group swum out and turned once the fast group had turned. Vi was in the Zodiac that Courtney had fetched from its usual mooring point while they were running, and halfway back to the shore, Vi called out in a loud voice, and the race was on to be first back to the beach. Larissa went for it; this was one of her favourite things to do, to just lose herself into the need for speed, surrounded by other speed demons. Julian, Alison, Toni and Larissa were close, but the race was really between Jael and Courtney; that Jael was close to Courtney showed just how fast she was. But today the first completely out of the water was Liam; he had an awesome power kick, though everyone was busy ragging on him because he was at the back of the slow group when it turned. Vi had beached the Zodiac and was busy handing out towels and drinks.
Larissa was drying her hair when she heard someone say, “Hey, you’re that martial arts guy! Hey bros, I saw him this week, he took down a couple of big guys on Youtube.”
“Hey guys, how’s it going?” She heard Julian say, a smile in his voice. “Looks like you’ve been here all night, having a good night?”
“Nah, bro, we just came here to finish up when my mate went to work. Hey, want to share something? We got a good stash here.”
Larissa took her towel away from her hair and looked up; Julian was talking to a group of guys sitting on the edge of the beach grass, surrounded by both empty and full beer and whisky bottles.
“Thanks but no,” Julian said. “I have a busy day today. You have a good time here though. It looks like it’s going to be a nice day.”
“Hey man, do you fight? You should, UFC, man, you’d be great. Well, at least you’d find out whether you really are good or not.”
“Oh no, that’s not my style,” Julian said. “Really, my goal is not to fight at all. People get hurt for real, you know.” Larissa could hear an extra depth to Julian’s words there she hadn’t heard before, now that he’d been hurt for real himself.
“What?” one of the other mates said. “How can you be a big dick martial artist on Youtube then? Jed, maybe it was all just for show.”
“Well,” Jed said, “maybe it was. Sam, get your phone out, I’m going to find out.”
“Are you sure, man? You’ve had a few.”
“Just makes me better! Come on, guy, what’s your name again?”
“Hi Jed, my name’s Julian, and I think Sam might be right, you’ve had a big night, so you just chill, we don’t want anyone to get hurt.”
Jed was up now, though his two mates were still sitting on the beach, back against the tussock grass. He walked up to get in Julian’s face. Jed was actually pretty big and moved well for his size on the sand, so maybe he had some skill. But he wasn’t thinking straight, that was for sure.
“I think it’s you that’s going to get hurt,” Jed said to Julian. “Come on, prove that you’re not just some fake pretender!”
“Nah, mate, I think you’ve had quite a bit. I think it’d be a real good idea for you to sit down with your mates and chill out.”
“Chicken! Bros, this guy’s a loser!”
Julian shrugged. “I can’t be bothered. Too much fuss to lay you out. Larissa, you want to do it for me?”
Larissa smiled at Jed. “Yeah, nah. Too easy. Toni, want to do the honours?”
Toni was quick enough to figure this out - she was the smallest female present. “Oh, if I have to. Jed, I’ll try not to hurt you too much.”
But by the time Toni had said that, Jed had figured out who Larissa was, and his jaw had dropped. “You’re...” but he couldn’t say it, he was so surprised.
“Yeah,” Julian said. “That’s her. My wife. And guess what, you’re surrounded by top class martial artists, any of us could lay you out. Some of them are her security.”
Jed looked around, and realised that he was surrounded. His whole demeanour changed. “Sorry, Julian, maybe I wasn’t thinking there.”
“That’s OK mate, but you wanna be careful, someone else might decide to hurt you. And you’re never good enough that someone isn’t better than you.”
“Are you really that good?”
“Sure he is,” Liam said. “One of the best in Melbourne. I only wish I was that good. Did you see him take down three guys a couple of months ago, when they shot him with an arrow?” Jed’s eyes widened in surprise – he hadn’t made that connection. Without any warning, Liam suddenly hit Jed on the side of his head. Just a gentle pat, but there was no warning at all, he’d moved incredibly quickly. “There. Convinced now?”
Jed had wet his pants, Larissa realised. And that really was very impressive. “Hey everyone,” she said, “it’s time for us to go. Thanks Jed for giving us some entertainment, you better go for a swim now.”
The others laughed at him, and they moved off up the path leaving a rather crestfallen Jed in their wake. On the way back in the van, she got a message:
✉ Alex: Hey, I’m talking to a security team candidate. Got time to talk to her this morning?
✉ Larissa: Sure. On the way home from the beach now
✉ Alex: Great. We’ll wait for you at the Eagle’s nest.
Larissa laughed for that. When they pulled into their place, she hopped out of the car at the security gate and ran along the boundary, and the launched herself onto the ninja course. They’d built this for her security team, since it had been populated from the start by Dee and other ninja types - a small obstacle course featuring radical ninja type jumps, climbs and crazy hanging features. Larissa had immediately started practicing on it herself, though not too seriously. She jumped up to the hanging walk and started to swing herself along it, and immediately realised her wrist still wasn’t quite up for that; instead, she let go and ran up the ladder and did a somersault right onto the Eagle’s nest: a platform they’d built on top of the obstacles, a little lookout and safe space for the ninja girls. Up there, she found Alex and a girl she didn’t know. Both were in running gear.
“Hi Alex!”
He laughed. “I swear, Larissa, I’m going to keep finding the fittest girls in Australia, and you’ll just keep up with them. Larissa, meet Jade.”
“Hi Jade!” Larissa said, extending her good hand. “Nice to meet you.”
Jade took her hand, shaking her head. “You weren’t wrong,” she said to Alex, and then said, “Hello Larissa.”
“What wasn’t he wrong about?”
“He told me that you’re pretty fit. Larissa, I really want to work for you. I’ll do anything. Please!”
“OK. Tell me why you should work for me.”
Jade launched into a description of her physical qualifications. Impressive, too, all the ways you could be fit, she’d tried them all. Triathlons, professional dancing, martial arts, competitive touch rugby, tried to get into the Australian women’s Rugby Sevens team. And yes, she said, waving at the course they were sitting on top of, ninja was in her mind. And a bunch of relevant security experience and qualifications - it was kind of what she fell back to when she didn’t have something else more fun to do. Jade wasn’t a small or thin girl either, so if she’d done triathlons ... that was impressive.
When she finished, Larissa said, “Great, Jade, thanks. Very impressive, and you’ll probably keep up with the rest of the team. The thing is, the team seems to think that they should be a lot fitter than me, so they really do train a lot, though only one of them can catch me in the water. But you wouldn’t be talking to me if Alex hadn’t already checked you out. I assume he took you out for a run before this?”
Of course he had. He wouldn’t even bother talking to the girls unless they’d demonstrated competition level triathlon fitness. Jade nodded with a smile. Well, she really was damn fit then.
“So what I want to know is, why do you want to work for me, and I would I let you?” She saw Jade’s surprise for that. “Jade, my life will be in your hands, and you’ll be very much part of mine, see me at my best and my worst. So why Jade? Don’t you have something better to do with your life than run around after some other woman?”
“Oh no!” Jade exclaimed. “You’re not some other woman, you’re Larissa. You’re a living legend, and how could there be any other job worthwhile like that? Alex says that all your girls feel that way, and when I heard a rumour that you were hiring, I went looking until I found Alex.”
“Thanks,” Larissa said, “that’s nice. But you said rugby, so I figure that you’re not from Victoria. Don’t you have a family? A partner you love?”
“Oh sure, and my family lives on the Gold Coast and they’re fine, but I’ve been gone from home five years now, tripping around Australia finding interesting things to do, or boys to play with. But I blew off my last one to come down here for this.”
“Hmm. Doesn’t sound like he was the one for your heart then. Do you have someone precious to you?”
“Nah, not really. I mean, I love my sister, but she’s in the north of Scotland married to some guy. Maybe she’ll come back here with him when it’s time for kids. She says. But I’ve been having too much fun travelling to worry. A rolling stone, you know?”
Larissa knew the type. It wasn’t her, but maybe that was good for her security team. “OK. So say you join my security team. It’s kinda weird, because I do like to run on the beach and swim in the ocean, and I get out and meet a lot of people, do a lot of parties and events. It drives my team nuts, but I have a mission, and everything is driven by that. It’s not that I don’t value my security team’s advice, it’s that the advice fits into that framework. So does that work for you?”
“Of course you do that, you’re Larissa. Your campaign is awesome, you know. I’ve had drunk guys before, lame in bed, and girls I’ve known have been hassled and pushed around by real dicks. Not me, of course, and occasionally I’ve had to intervene for other girls. But you’re the one who’s doing something about it, who put yourself out. At first, I was thinking you’d be everywhere, a fame ho, but no, it’s the real thing. I want to be part of that. I saw what happened on Friday night, that’s what I want to be involved with. Guarding a principal who’ll put herself out like that? That’s really special. And I’ve done security before, including close in work, and it’s usually boring, for rich old farts just making lots of money. But you ... it’s never going to be boring is it?”
Nice. “No, my life never seems to settle, that’s for sure. And thanks for understanding. But what about you? Imagine that in two years time you and I are talking late one night after a long hard day, and I say to you, ‘congratulations on your success’, what success would I be talking about, what would make you happy?”
That made Jade stop and think. “Well, I don’t really know. A couple of year’s time? Maybe I did really well on Ninja? Made the semis? Or maybe I’m getting ready to settle down and I’ve found a guy who’ll go the distance? Or maybe I’ve stood up and made a difference for someone. Saved you? I don’t know, Larissa, I don’t usually think like that.”
Larissa smiled. “You don’t have to. But if you want to be happy then, I think you should keep an eye on then as well as now. So if I said you were starting tomorrow, could you? Got to go home for Christmas?”
“Layna’s wedding?” Jade looked at her in surprise. “I’d love that, it’d be amazing, but I assumed that you’d need to vet me and so forth. I mean, I can, but I don’t need to, and I don’t need to go home for Christmas.”
“Well, Layna’s wedding, won’t be that fun, you’ll be on the perimeter, I’m afraid. But I think you wouldn’t be seeing me if you weren’t vetted. Alex?”
“All cleared, Larissa. And Jade’s done security for Cornelia’s family before, even knows Emily.”
“Wow. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised you’ve done security for one of those families, but Emily?”
“Sure,” Jade said. “I did the Brown family for a few weeks, and Emily always looked after the security team. Really fascinated what happened to her, how did she end up with Isla? I’m looking forward to asking her about that.”
“Well, great, I think this is a go, Jade. But it’s very much up the rest of team.” The other girls were super close, and Jade had to fit into that. “So we’ll give it a try, and see how you fit in them with them, but I’m looking forward to having you around me. Alex can sort out the details. Thanks Alex.”
“Oh! I’m so excited, Larissa, thanks so much!”
It was kind of weird, really, but all her team felt the same way: the opportunity to do security for Larissa with her crazy unsecurable lifestyle was the best thing ever. Well, all of them were extremely fit and that part was great for them; when they weren’t working, they were welcome to do whatever, but what they mostly did was hang around using the gym in the one of the barns, or the crazy ninja course, running around the neighbourhood trying to get even fitter, or practicing martial arts. Or learning more first aid; Larissa had got them right into that too.
She was just walking up to their car to go to work with Vi when her phone rang. She looked down and saw it was the office, so she answered it.
“Hi Larissa, it’s Jess.” One of the new dispatchers, a blind one. And Larissa’s favourite too; she’d been at the blind evening that Larissa had spoken at, and she’d approached Mark afterwards for a job, and she was a natural for dispatch. It wasn’t just that her hearing was uncannily good, she had an encyclopaedic memory of the Melbourne layout, and she loved chatting to the front-line workers to get to know them.
“We’ve just had a report of a dolphin stranded in the bay, near the Hovell Pile. A police boat is heading out from Mornington Pier but they’re going to wait for you, because apparently you’re the only one working anywhere today who’s actually rescued a dolphin.” Larissa gasped, really? “The zoo staff are coming, but they’re a couple of hours away. So can you drop everything and head to Mornington as quick as you can?”
Larissa tried to think - the Hovell Pile, what the hell was that? And why on earth would a dolphin be stranded in the bay? And how the hell would today work?
“Vi,” she said, “change of plans. Is Courtney still around?” Vi thought she was. “Get her to grab her wet suit and join me here as soon as possible, unless she has to do something else. Then run around and see if anyone wants to see a dolphin being rescued, and if they do, take them in another car to the zodiac and fire it up again and find the Hovell Pile, whatever that is, and they can watch the circus.” She ran inside to grab her wet suit and found Alison. “Hey, I’m being sent to rescue a stranded dolphin. Want to watch?” Alison’s eyes just about popped out of her head. Of course she wanted to watch. “Well, quickly grab all your stuff for today and something warm to wear that can get wet, and find Vi, because she’s following in the Zodiac. And tell Julian what I’m doing.” She grabbed her wetsuit, always easily to hand since she swam in it in spring, and sometimes went surfing with Julian, and ran back to the car. Courtney arrived a minute later and they headed off.
Larissa was buzzing with excitement - this is why she loved her job, that there was never any idea what would happen next, and it could be something crazy. But today of all days? Peak crazy. While Courtney drove, she sent a message off to her prof in north Queensland to check that he was around; she might be the only one working today who’d rescued a dolphin, but she’d simply been labour; her prof had called the shots. He confirmed he was around and said he’d be watching his phone like a hawk for her, but by the time he’d replied, she had Mark on the phone freaking out about the rest of the day. At least she’d have her own boat out there, she explained, so she could make sure she made her commitments. She’d have maybe two hours out there with the dolphin, hopefully it would be enough to at least set things up.
At the yacht club, someone guided their car right to the start of the pier and offered to park it for them. Courtney dashed along the pier with her, and they found that the police boat was ready to go, nose into the pier under power. They jumped down onto the bow, and the police boat turned and headed out to sea with a big roar. Awesome!
“Welcome aboard,” the policeman who helped them aboard said, once they’d got their balance back. “My name is Jason, and you’re ... Shit, you’re Larissa!”
“Hi Jason. Yep, it’s me. And this is Courtney. So what do we know?”
“Are you really the one who’s rescued a dolphin before? And who’s Courtney? I didn’t know about her?”
“Yep, me. I rescued a dolphin up in North Queensland earlier this year, but no way I know what I’m doing. Well, I know the protocol, but I wasn’t the incident controller. The prof who was is waiting to advise me. You rescued a dolphin before? Oh. And Courtney’s actually my bodyguard today, but she’s an internationally rated triathlete, just missed swimming at the Olympics, and is just generally an all-around fish, so she might be useful.”
“A bodyguard!” Jason wasn’t sure what to think. “Well, no, we’ve never rescued a dolphin before, though we’ve had the training, of course. I’ll introduce you to the team.” Inside the cab, Larissa met Kalani who was on the radio, and Toula who was at the helm - and they were going fast too, this boat had real grunt. Then she reviewed their gear with Jason - they had a small boat they could launch, a sling with floats to get under the dolphin if that would help, various assorted ropes and winches, and some cutting gear. They quickly looked at the standing protocol for incidents like this and agreed that Larissa was operations controller since she’d done it before, and until if it got kicked upstairs, Jason was incident controller.
Then Larissa said, “What I don’t understand is how a dolphin can be stranded out there. I haven’t been out on the bay that much, but it’s never that shallow, right? What’s this Hovell Pile?”
Jason frowned. “No. The Hovell Pile is a big lighthouse kind of thing at the end of a long sandbank north of the main shipping channel near Dromana. It’s about a metre deep there at low tide, though the current flows pretty fast across it during mid tide, which is what it is now. I’m thinking it’s entangled, not stranded. Anyway, you can see the pile now.” He pointed ahead in the distance, and Larissa realised that she’d seen the weird thing before when they were out on the bay filming, she just didn’t know it’s rather odd name.
They were only five minutes away, and she nearly had her wetsuit on. Courtney did already, so she helped Larissa and then Jason who was also putting his on. While that was happening, Larissa said, “The zoo’s coming? Can they take the dolphin if it’s sick or wounded?”
Jason waved at Kalani, who turned to the radio, presumably to ask about that. A minute later, they slowed because they were approaching the pile. “Over there,” Jason said, pointing at a cluster of boats a few hundred metres west of the pile. Toula gunned the engine, and then slowed as they approached the group, who waved at them. They eased up across the sandbank very gently, without bottoming out, and then nosed up to the nearest boat, and the fisherman called out to them. “Hi! The dolphin’s just there.” He pointed in the middle of the boats. “It’s stuck but none of us have gone close enough to figure out what the problem is.”
It wasn’t that big, still a juvenile dolphin, which made things just a little easier - it wasn’t so dangerous, though they still needed to be very careful. Larissa looked around and saw that there was a ring of fishing boats around the dolphin. It was swimming gently in the water, nose into the current, and not going anywhere. The tidal current was pretty fast; she reckoned she could hold a position by swimming against it, but doing anything else at the same time would be a problem. So what now?
Well, the boats were too close. She went to say something to Jason, but he’d already pulled up his speaker system, and he asked all the boats to move further away from the dolphin. The protocol said three hundred metres, but he didn’t bother asking them for that, just thirty not fifteen meters.
“Well, Jason, someone’s going to have to get close to find out what’s going on. The dolphin is pretty stuck, and I don’t want to get close to it in the boat, that’ll scare it.” Jason agreed. “So someone’s going into the water, swim up to it. I reckon that’s us, but the current’s a killer. Can you anchor against this current up from the Dolphin? Then we could hang on ropes behind the boat?”
Toula frowned. “Maybe. If I put two out and get them in good. Take quite a few minutes.”
Larissa turned back to the fisherman on the other boat and said, “Courtney and I are going into the water to look at the dolphin. Can you go round behind it downstream and pick us up?” He was super excited to do that, and turned to lift his anchor. She turned to Courtney, and asked, “You happy to come in with me?”
“Hell yes!”
“OK. Well, this time, we really want to do two things. We want the dolphin to have a good look at us, so it knows us, knows what’s going on. Prof said that they generally know we’re going to rescue them, so it’ll be cool unless it’s distressed. But remember, they’re incredibly strong.” Courtney nodded. “And we want to look under it, see if we can see what’s going on. I’ll see if I can get a good eye to eye with the dolphin, you see if you can see under it, but don’t actually go under it.” At least the water was pretty clear.
The fisherman had pulled his anchor up, and was drifting around behind the dolphin, and had the sense to not get too close. They pulled some flippers and masks on, and then they slipped over the back of the police boat, right next to the churn from the propellers. Immediately Larissa felt the current pulling on her so as soon as Courtney indicated she was ready she let go and drifted towards the dolphin. She found that if she lay on her back and kicked vigorously, she could hold her own against the current, as Courtney could, so at least she could hold if she needed to. Then she concentrated on the dolphin; its nose was out of the water, and its breathing hole too, but not really comfortably. She tried to keep her feet away from the dolphin, and kicked against the current, and concentrated on doing her best to approach the dolphin from the side and front, as her prof had told her, making sure the dolphin had a good look at her; she lifted her mask to help with that. The dolphin was watching her, of course, like the other one had been. How could it not? It didn’t seem concerned about her presence, nor Courtney on the other side. As gently as she could, she touched it midway down the body, making sure that she didn’t put any weight on it. The current had her, so she drifted past the dolphin, her hand running along its body. And she felt clearly that there was some kind of line around the dolphin. Not a small one either.
She was past the dolphin, so she looked around - where was Courtney? Then Courtney’s head popped out of the water. She grimaced and said, “There’s a line around the dolphin, and around it’s flipper on my side, attached to something buried in the sand.”
Larissa nodded. “An anchor, probably. And it’s going to be a bitch to cut. It felt like steel to me?”
“I thought it was nylon rope.”
They let themselves drift down to the fisherman, who towed them back around to the police boat on a line behind the boat. This guy knew what he was doing too - not too fast. They held onto the police boat and told Jason what they’d found. Larissa had several questions - could they cut the line at all? Could they dig out the anchor, but then what? If they cut the line, would the dolphin be OK if it just swam off? The line felt pretty tight around the dolphin.
Larissa felt that the dolphin was in no immediate danger, so she climbed back in the boat and called her professor, to see what he thought while Toula took her time checking that the anchors were OK. Not happy, he said, entanglements are dangerous for everyone and a calm dolphin can quickly become a very distressed dolphin if it worries it won’t be able to breathe. But unless it was very obviously deeply wounded, they had to let it go. Well, that at least was clear. They also called the zoo staff who were coming, and talked to them about it - they’d also never rescued a dolphin before, but one of them had worked at a zoo with dolphins and said the same things as her prof.
She discussed what to do with Jason; the police boat was now firmly anchored, and it was just a bit before mid-tide, so it would be several hours before the current dropped off. Courtney had got back in the boat too and reported that there wasn’t a lot of slack under the dolphin, so it might not be good with the water level rising that much. They agreed that waiting for high tide wasn’t an option. The only other option was to drift back from the boat on a rope and try and cut the line around the flipper first, and then the one around its body. And obviously Jason should do the cutting; he had shoulder strength that the girls didn’t have.
They agreed that Jason and Larissa would drift behind the boat; Jason would do the cutting; he had some big bolt cutters and a couple of knives. Larissa would keep an eye on the dolphin and yell if it started to get distressed, then they’d back off. Courtney volunteered to swim to the other boats and tell them plan. When Larissa looked around, she saw that there were more boats now, and her Zodiac had just turned up. She waved to them while Jason got himself ready. She could see that they had binoculars out and were sharing them around. Vi, Alison, Landon, Jayla, and Steph. Steph? Well, cool that Steph was having an adventure, and she had a camera out - probably live-streaming, no doubt, since it looked like Dylan’s ready to go streaming kit. Yep, she was, because she got a message from her prof saying he’d just started watching, with a growing audience around his desk: Hi from all her friends. She laughed and sent hi back to them all and waved to them. Then she was back in the water with Jason, and Kalani was carefully feeding their lines out, letting them walk back in the chest-high water; with the line, she could stand against the current. She said hello to the dolphin, and let herself get real close this time, and held it where her prof had showed her was least threatening. She had to be close because Jason had to be as well.
Once again, being so close to a dolphin was a pretty amazing experience, and she could see that Jason felt the same way too. Jason was in no hurry; that made sense, this had to be done right once he did it, and conditions weren’t wonderful. There was a gentle breeze running against the current that was creating a chop that was mostly less than a foot but still sharp and hard to ignore, and the dolphin was constantly in motion.
“You were both right,” he said, frowning. “It is a steel wire, with a nylon cover.”
Now that Larissa was tethered to the boat, she had the time to have a good look. It seemed like a pretty thick line to her. She wasn’t positive, but that was going to be tough for Jason. No cutting this one with a knife, that was for sure.
“How you feeling?” Jason asked her.
“Yeah fine. I can stay here all day! You?”
He laughed. “I know you can’t, but I’m OK. Alright, I’m going to try cutting the line around the flipper.” He dragged the massive boltcutters up, since they’d been dragging along the sand below him, tied to his belt. But as soon as he tried to line up the cutters, the dolphin twisted around violently.
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