It took sometime before I finally fell asleep.I crawled out of bed and stretched, checking the clock on the wall. It wasn't seven yet, but that would ...mount to sleeping in if my customers were keen fishermen. I wandered out to the galley and plugged in the coffee machine. I set about making my usual breakfast: fruit, juice and cereal. There was no sign of Ardele yet.I looked out the stern to the east and saw we were in for another sunny, calm day. The tide chart said it was a half-tide at. When morning came my fingers and thumbs were sore from the constant stoking and massaging but my eyes were still fixated, until they moved from my grasp and my Mistress stepped out of the bed. She walked slowly behind and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back, with my chained hands resting on my chest. ?Good morning foot slave, you did a good job massaging my feet and you kept my toes warm all night with your breath. I’m glad I didn’t feel any kisses or licks at my feet because if I had then. Mornin’. Have you seen Paul? I knocked on his door but there was no answer.”At that instant, Paul appeared in the doorway next to the registration desk. He had in his hands one of the inn’s towels, his hair was all wet and he had a most peaceful smile plastered all over his face. He was sporting the tan typical of the guy who preferred intellectual pursuits; the forearms and the calves darkened to a deep copper shade while the rest, from shoulders to knees, white as a sheet.“Good Day,. And, we’ll figure out what to do then.’ She nods, her eyes closed. He settles her head back onto his arm, kissing the tip of her nose lightly. He holds her as she falls asleep, daydreaming about the possibility of a life where he can actually keep her. TBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBL TBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBL TBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBLTBL They spend the better part of the next two days working, just as Red had promised Cooper they would. Though he does spirit Lizzie away to see the volcano for an afternoon,.