You know you are alone and that the pool is not over looked. You open your legs a little wider and slide your hand in to your bikini bottoms. You are ...eally wet! Your touch feels so nice that you don’t want to stop, but suddenly you feel a shadow pass over your body and realise that you are not alone! You quickly move your hand away, but you know you have been seen. You lift up your sun glasses and you see the pool boy. He pretends not to look at you and continues sweeping the pool, but you can. "Headmistress Mrs P Huffington-Smythe," Sarah read off the gold lettering embossed on the door. Wow, what a mouthful she thought to herself. Sarah could hear muffled voices from behind the door and was just about to lean in a little closer when it sprang open, the handsome man strode out and off down the hall without another word to the startled girl. "Enter," rang a rather stentorian voice. Sarah stood staring down the corridor a little astonished at the rudeness of the man. Weren't the. However from the briefings I had read on Miranda and her sister Irina, I knew it was suicide to attempt retribution on the two of them by myself. So I returned to the Sheriff's office to bring Hammer with me.Hammer rudely asks me, "Whit in th' bludy heel dae ye want?"When I explain to him what Miranda did, Hammer gives me a funny look, laughs like crazy and says, "Sheriff, tak' me back tae th' ceel, aam nae gonnae anywhaur wi' thes dobber. Especially nae oan a suicide mission."I begin to argue,. You have a berth in Dunedin for it that will be next to where you will probably berth the fishing boat."Mercy looked at me with the question in her eyes. I smiled and said, "How about we go down Saturday morning, that way we'll have all day Saturday and Sunday to get it here. We'll check the weather first before we make the decision."I turned to John, "What's your opinion, do you think I need you to get the boat up here?"John answered, "If they had done any major cutting or dismembering of the.