I plopped down on the couch and flipped on the TV with the remote. I channel surfed about three times through the list of programs by the time she cam... out of her bedroom. "Did you eat yet, Nick?" She picked up the phone and it beeped each time she pressed a button."Not yet," I glanced over. Her makeup, hair, and jewelry hadn't changed but now she wore a long, silky, purple robe and her feet were bare on the cool hardwood floor. Mother stood holding the phone and staring at it with a furrowed. They know we are up here along with the women”.“Do the Germans ever come up here,” Shaun asked.“When they first arrived they couldn’t understand about the lack of young women in the village. They started searching the village and then sent out patrols into the hills. Some had “accidents” and fell off the cliffs. They don’t bother now; when they want women they go to the city. When the Mayor arrives he can tell you more about it”.The Mayor arrived an hour later, an old man of about eighty, but. I love the way her insides grip me, the sensation unbearably tight when I'm all the way in. I always get so fucking absorbed in her, drawn in by everything about her. Which is why I'm upset when she pulls away from me. ”Where are you going?" I demand, watching her stand up and drop the sheet. "Come here," she says, backing up to the railing, wearing nothing but the bunched up white tank top above her tits. Her blue eyes are dark in the dim light, and I quickly stand up and look over the. It was a house that my family and I had stayed in more than once on vacations; a pleasant perk of the job (I don't believe the witness protection program offers anything like THAT). There were similar houses in Rio de Janeiro, South Lake Tahoe, and Cabo San Lucas. We'd stayed in them all over the past four years. Lisa however, had an affinity for Hawaii.I've known Lisa since she was fifteen years old. She's a cute, dark-haired Italian girl with more than her share of intelligence. I'd been.