Why were you in the middle of the Caribbean Sea?”“Road Trip,” she said. Her husband, James, laughed.“She still does it,” he said.“Just tak...s off?”“Ayup,” he said. “No rhyme or reason. The places we’ve been...”“You go with?”“Of course ... I mean ... look at her. You don’t think I’m going to let that out of sight?” He laughed again, “She gets hit on by high school seniors.”She smiled.The island:The island was the collapsed core of a volcano. A few millions of years of erosion had left several. I’m staying at the motel just down the street from the racetrack.’ She seemed a little more confident now, and was obviously a bit more relaxed. A slight smile remained on her face when she finished speaking. ‘There’s a good restaurant right off the lobby of your motel. We can go there. I’m hungry too, it’s been a long day.’ Robin took a couple of steps toward him, and he put out his arms to stop her from getting too close. He lightly held her back by her shoulders as he continued to look at. She shook the disturbing thought from her head. "I just want to get this done and go home," she muttered."Jessie! What are you still doing here?!"Great.Mike Hudson was preceded into the room by a bulging briefcase. But he was dressed casually, indicating that he'd gone home for dinner and a change. Lucky devil. "I thought I'd be alone at this hour," he said."No such luck, Mike," Jessie smiled.Mike ignored the comment and said softly, "Jess, you look like hell. You've been working too much.. Her beatings wereoften these days as she repeatedly rebelled and begged for her release. Unfortunately for Debbie, my interests in finding new humiliations were growing.So I decided to begin a new practice. She whined and cried the first time that I pissed on her food. She had refused,in fact, to eat it the first time. However, a good switching took care of thatrebellion. Still, she sobbed as she ate it. And though I reasoned with her,that it was not much different from drinking my piss, she.