I sat on a kitchen chair, across the room from Krista, on the couch.“I’ve got this fantasy that you arrest me for something,” Krista said, “an... you’ve gotta frisk me. You know, up against the wall, searching me for concealed weapons and stuff. Really thorough. Every little nook and cranny.”I couldn’t help smiling, but I kept up my firm, policeman’s voice, and I said, “Well sorry to bust your bubble, but that’ll have to remain a fantasy. You see, you’re a juvenile female, so if I arrested you,. “Go home, Isabella, it's getting late” he said to her as she walked past his office with a pile of files in her arms.“I will in a mo; I just want to put these files away before I leave” she said, flashing that smile that she knew Daniel could not resist. She cradled the files against her chest, pushing her breasts higher making her cleavage push out of the top of her shirt. She walked off looking at him over her shoulder as she left. He smiled and winked at her which made her heart skip a beat.. Do you think she wouldn’t?”Lauren suddenly realized that her friend Susan most certainly would, probably with enthusiastic help from the others, along with Heather and Soupy. “Wouldn’t your mother keep them in line?”Peter gave a snorting laugh. “Who do you think taught them how to short-sheet a bed?” He slowed at the driveway to the Hilton, then pulled up to the entrance. A valet came out and Peter handed him his keys and a five-dollar bill.“And the luggage?” she asked, concernedly. She grabbed. She looked up and saw the overhead ceiling fan running on high. The House had complete A/C but the whole family liked the open windows and Trade wind breeze blowing through. The A/C was for when the Trade winds did not blow and it got humid. Then there was always the Calm before the storm. It was moving on towards fall but with such a minor change in the temperature between summer and winter it always felt like summer. This was one reason she loved the Islands, although she had never lived.