She gasped. “Don’t be afraid” he said and smiled “I get that a lot from tourists. They come in here just to look. All these items are for sale... They are not ornaments”. Sandra smiled back and said she was a typical tourist and was indeed looking around. The man introduced himself as Ed and took Sandra’s hand. “Oh I don’t think you are a normal tourist” he said “you came to the island to escape. You have had times here you never dreamed about”. Sandra pulled her hand away and looked at the man.. Then she could find another man to share a life with. She was in tears listening to him but at his advanced age, she knew she would lose him to the heavens before long. She agreed to his request but only if he would have one last night of passion with her. After their talk, she left him to rest and she went to prepare for their final night together.She found a silken nightgown to wear for him this night. It was of aged white silk with an open lace covering her magnificent breasts he had suckled. "But I had no idea what you said, except I think there were some names in there."Hannah laughed, "well then, why did you ask me to speak in German? What I said was 'That Claire really has David pussy whipped, he is like a little dog on a leash. But I bet she doesn't let him have any of her ... um ... pussy.' Except that last word wasn't 'pussy' it was something much stronger."I laughed at what she had said, and how her face was now all red."A stronger word for pussy?" I said. "What was the. She just wanted me to say it. "I-In l-love," I stammered.My mother sighed. "So you initiated this?"I was taken back. "What?" You heard me Emma. Did you initiate this?"Ethan jumped to my defense. "No mom I did!"My mom looked at Ethan and then at me. Ethan held my hand in his. I felt tears welling up in my eyes again. "Ethan," she began still keeping her eyes on me, "Emma is your big sister. She's supposed to know right from wrong. She shouldn't have led you to all of this."I couldn't believe my.