He hadn't had to wait for sunup or me to recover the package. Since he had left as soon as he delivered the bicycle, he must have napped in the truck ...vernight.He helped me secure the the airplane before we drove off to New Jersey. The drive was uneventfully, since if there was anyone we had lost them. The combination of the hand off at the docks, the bike ride along the back roads and the few hours in the air, would have left anyone confused and frustrated.It was a few hours later that Wilson. There was only one taxi, and she opened the doors and let James and me into the back.“James! Where are we going?”He answered, “I’ve arranged for us to have a real traditional Kava ceremony at the local village.”We drove out through the security gates and onto the main road. Then we drove for about ten minutes until we came to the village, where the driver took us along a small shell road around the back of the village and stopped outside a breeze block and corrugated iron shack. Vitiana got. I dived deep, fish and seaweed to be explored. I rose, breaking the surface, legs kicking to keep me afloat. I looked up, and thought I saw someone watching me. I dove again, the cold water tingling my skin. It felt so sensual. I swam for a good half an hour, then decided it was time to get dry. I still had the feeling I was being watched. I'm not an exhibitionist, but I thought, "What the hell". I rose slowly from the sea, smoothing my long hair, the water running down my naked body. I was. “Oh fuck, that feels so good.”“Talk to me baby, tell me how good it feels. Tell me what you’re doing.”“I’m rubbing it. Drawing slow circles around it. It feels so wonderful. I need more though. I’ve got the toy in my other hand now. I’m so wet it slipped right in. I’m pushing it in deep, so deep. Oh, fuck. Yes.”“That’s it, baby. Keep going and keep talking.”“You know this is my favorite toy. I love how the ridges feel as it slides in and out. Faster, baby. I need to move it faster. Oh god,.