”“I have difficulty understanding such a lack of respect for human life,” said Amanda.“Most people would agree with you, but there are hundred... of events throughout history where one group felt their enemies were sub-human and thus shown no mercy.”“Of course, you’re right. Please continue.”Sean did so, “Atlanta is considered by some to be, if not the birthplace, at least the cradle of the American Civil Rights movement during the Sixties. Martin Luther King Jr. was from Atlanta, as were several. ” By then the water was apparently to her liking, and she ordered “Get in.” The shower stall was large – much bigger than the one in my room. I hadn’t really noticed when I entered her room, obviously distracted by her shorty robe, but she apparently had a luxury suite. Well her client did have a lot more money than mine did. The shower experience was bizarre. She never really touched me, except inadvertently, but made me gently wash, with my hands and a mild raspberry-scented body cleanser,. The whole island was moving ... really fast. It was hard to catch a breath ... like a vacuum in the place where the island wasn't ... but had been.Offshore ... the water turned dark and began to boil. Denizens of the deep were being cooked on the spot ... we kept moving up.There was a cave ... wasn't much ... but it seemed to be as good an idea as climbing ... so.Then the sea started tossing rocks ... it was probably a mile and a half from our viewing place.Red glowing rocks were tossed. ”“Mmh,” he grunted. “Finish that beer. The hot water’s probably got to build back up anyway.”We sat down in the kitchen. The towel was wet and I thought the chairs in there would be cooler than the couch. I pulled a chair out and sat with one foot under me, making sure my thighs were spread as much as the towel would allow. With a little discreet adjustment, my dick and balls rested on my ankle and the towel was loosened just enough. I wanted to make sure I always gave Blaise a show, even.