"Dude, it's okay."Josh closed his eyes. "I know," he said through clenched teeth. Sarahput her hand on his shoulder, and it was like a stone thrown in...o astill pond inside his head. Waves of calm rippled through hisconsciousness. He still felt the utter rage, but he could control it."We'll head into the atoll, see what they do," Brian said. "Josh, whydon't you stay here on guard duty?" No, it's okay, I can handle it," Josh insisted."We can take care of watching them and make contact with them. Soon their voices sang out in ethereal choruses of some ancient tongue which echoed through the mountains and reached into the souls of Sally and Ursyla as they too swayed unwittingly to the heartbeat of the sacred drum. They were entranced by the tableau, and the beauty of the ritual dance took away any fear they might have had at being helpless captives of this mysterious tribe so misplaced in time. The ring of dancers tore open the lacings of their skins and cast off their clothing, twirling. It would hold both of us smaller specimens quite easily. She brought some bottles to the tub."Bubble bath," she said as she poured."And oil for the body," she poured from another bottle."And fragrance for the soul," she poured from a third bottle.The tub quickly filled with millions of aromatic bubbles. It was a sweet but strong scent. Nicole eased into the steaming bubbles. Her breasts were so tiny, just small bumps with nipples. My B-cups looked huge in comparison.Filled with not fear, not. . very often. Even before the rest of our family, they never noticed the glint in her eye and the press of her chest into her fathers arm. I doubt not that she loved me, she tended to remind me every time we passed, whispering it within my ear.How weak must a father be to allow himself be seduced by his own daughter?Her skin glistened with sweat as she body gyrated to the music of my soul. Even her body tired after nearly an hour of moving erotically with only me as her audience. Yet she did.