"Be careful," Io said. "You've got no backup." I'm Zeus' backup. I have to go," I replied via my earbud pickup.Slowly, I crept up through the trees. N...thing. Then I saw him: A figure in a black wet suit, creeping toward the water, with a gun.I crept along behind him. I wondered if it was the S.O.B. who had shot me, or maybe the guy I had gotten the drop on in Florida. No matter. I took careful aim at his back, from about twenty feet."All right," I shouted above the storm. "Move slowly and drop. Then she got to the bottom of the board and bent over to write the phrase for the last time. As she bent over writing, her panties were practically sticking in Mr. Graham's face. He tried to act like he was ignoring it, but he could not. He could even see that her soft blue cotton panties were now damp. He could smell the scent of her young sex as he watched her wriggle her ass as she wrote. He tried again to think of his wife of many years and his daughter who he loved so much and his career. I felt him harden against me and knew without a doubt, this was going to be a weekend to remember.He told me our dinner reservations were in an hour, and I'd better get my happy ass moving. He swatted me on my big ass, and I scurried to the bathroom with my make up bag to start getting ready. Once inside the spacious bathroom, I turned on the shower as hot as I could stand it. 102 degrees, according to the digital readout. I dropped my clothes on the floor, and stepped inside the stall. Hot. “Stay here. Stay quiet.” I see her nod as I turn to leave. I see the confusion that shadowed her brow, but she trusts me. I know she doesn’t know that I have created a travel toy box. It doesn’t have all of the toys we have at home, but it has the necessities. I take my time getting the bag. I want to make her squirm, but I won’t stay away too long because I know that will give her anxiety. I can hear her release a sigh of relief when she feels me touch her head. I stroke her hair and calm her.