“Put the plate back down and don’t move a muscle.” Lindsey stopped moving while she was leaning over the table and Bill got out of his seat and ...alked around behind her. He told her not to move as his hands went under her dress, stopped momentarily, and then came back into view. It was then that I realized that he had felt Lindsey’s thong when he grabbed her earlier and now he was sliding it down her legs only inches from my face. It was almost like he was teasing himself because he still. He’s a trooper and just keeps trying to do his best. We’re also paying him double minimum wage so he’s pretty happy. We deliberately haven’t told him anything, we’re just a resort, and we care about our privacy.He tries to avoid Laura and Beth, but follows Stephanie, Kristen or Ashley around like a puppy.Steve has been listening to Bill’s phone for a while and to the best of our knowledge, Bill hasn’t said anything.Every day, for thirty minutes, the brain trust wires him up and tries to figure. When I got back to my office Anne said I had a client on the phone so talking to him gave me even more time to settle down. By the time I finished the business call it was lunch time. It was almost one-thirty in the afternoon by the time I dialed my home number."Hello," I heard my wife's voice."Hi," I said still with a little anger in my voice. "How are you?" You mean aside from missing my husband?" she asked."Yeah, I mean aside from that," I replied."Well, physically I'm fine, emotionally I'm. ‘Rod, old son,’ he said to me that dark cold March evening in the pub, ‘It’s a chance you’ve always dreamed about. Now you can have it.’ ‘It?’ I’m afraid I shouted, and other patrons glanced my way. So more quietly: ‘It is a She!’ ‘Ssh!’ he said. ‘People are looking.’ ‘Rachel is your wife,’ I said more quietly and with exaggerated patience. ‘I always thought marriage was in some sense about faithfulness – you know – not going off shagging other people?’ ‘Look Rod,’ he said with a show of almost.