God, how the constant fear since the attempt on her life drained her; that and the demands of her job as CEO of the pharmaceutical company; constant m...etings, decisions, pressures. ‘Fuck it,’ she said out loud, ‘fuck them all. Life goes on.’ She pushed herself off the door and wandered through to her bedroom, dropping her briefcase and handbag as she passed through her sitting room. She went into the bathroom and started to run a hot bath with oil, then returned to the bedroom and stripped off. But that's when Mr Jones came up behind me. I felt his big hand go aroundme and then i felt something pressing against my behind."I saw you staring at me more than once these last few days" He whisperedinto my ear."So I knew I had to get at your cute little ass"He reached around and grabbed my dick through my slacks."Hmmmm, Not bad"I could feel him grinding his big mound against my ass. I felt so damnedbig i started to worry what would happen if he indeed wanted to fuck me. MrJones. I could only focus onmy impending doom.March 7th 2013Why did that plane have to fly near me? Why did I signal it? Why did Ihave to be rescued???I was happy on the island. Well, maybe not happy, but I was doing fine. I was surviving, and I had nobody to answer to but myself. It waslonely, and it was tough, but it was better than this. I want to goback. Back to my cave, back to my bow-fishing, back to collecting andbottling rainwater, back to spending my days in a bikini.But the counselor. "You have got me there, John. I gather it is all acceptable here, though - more than one wife?" It is, old friend. The main difference is that you are less in control than before. The ladies will take charge and run things; you have to learn to go along with them, and things will be fine, believe me."Hasan sighed, and looked back at Tracy, who grinned and then deliberately smiled evilly at him, sticking out her tongue. He swung his eyes heavenwards, then told John, "I see exactly what you mean,.