This seemed a strange way for a woman to dress when she was on her own. For a moment I felt a jealous twinge as I wondered if she had brought a visito... to the island. But there was no sign of anyone else. As I stood there staring at her lovely bottom and listening to the tapping of the keys of her computer, I noticed that occassionally she would stop typing and move her right hand down to her lap. Maybe she has to rest it occassionally so as not to get RSI, I thought. Surely she doesn’t have to. I knew that probably the best way would be if you fucked Fred,but I wasn't sure about watching you seduce Fred. I was terrified that I would be consumed with jealousy.”“You didn't look jealous to me. You looked highly aroused, even in the restaurant when he was finger fucking me. Did you realise what was happening under the table?”“Yes. I guessed that was why his arm was moving the way that it was. And yes it turned me on. But I was even more aroused when I saw you, naked, take his cock out of. My mistakes don’t kill people. I try really hard not to make mistakes like that.”“You killed Franklin over there.”“That wasn’t a mistake. He was trying to kill me. He was supporting a bunch of psychopaths and trying to kill me to keep it secret that they’re gang raping ten-year old girls. He killed himself,” he told her. “You told me you were going to kill me because I killed him. Have you changed your mind?”“Yes. I saw the video.”“Prove it,” he echoed her words.“What do you want me to. She says she’s not going to take the time to change because she wants to get started. Think quickly about where you’re going to put her, because she’s already your employee in her mind.”I was going to put this off for a minute, but I could see that Ken was nervous about something. I went and pulled him out of the hangar in the intense Florida heat. “What’s the problem, Ken? Is there something I should know? Your Faye has been coming out here since you two were in high school. You both know me.