Alex was all for "deep end" immersion but only if the person had the background. He knew that Samantha was not ready, capable, but not ready. He looke... down at her face, tranquil in sleep, her cheek was soft and unblemished and he gently drew his finger across it and along her jaw. He slowed his breathing and willed himself to calm down and felt the anger slowly leach out of his body. He had loved a number of women, but he had never felt a connection with any of them to the same degree that he. “Well,” said Pat taking a deep breath, “It was set on an island where people came to have their fantasies fulfilled by the magic power of the island. Of course being an American family show none of the fantasies were of a sexual nature.” As Pat paused Sue became wide eyed, she was the first to catch the significance of what Pat was saying. “Are you suggesting that this place could be our own Fantasy Island? That we could fulfil our sexual fantasies here?” asked Sue. “Perhaps. It just sort of. She felt Renae slip a finger into her mouth to quieten her but she bit it and kept moaning. Renae bent her head to Kats face and began to kiss her forcefully and she pulled her fingers out of Kat suddenly *much to Kats obviously disgust), and heard a whimper escape her lips. She grabbed Kats hands and held them above her head, and then she replaced her fingers with her knee and began to rub it against Kats wet cunt. She released Kats hands. “Don’t mover them!” she warned with a powerful grind. I don’t want anyone to know about me, or what I can do. I ... I just want ... I just want a normal life.”Tricia nodded. This is going to be more difficult than I had hoped. Don’t push him too hard now. Gain his trust. “Okay...” she said. “But, even if I am not writing a story about you, you are still my source.” He frowned in confusion. “That means I can get information from you if you ever do want me to write a story about you, or if I write about something else you know about. And ... as a.