. done.”“What was that?” I asked.“Just something to relax her and take away some of the anxiety. We’ll take her into the O.R. shortly.”I s...t and held her hand. “Now are you scared?” I asked.“A little.”I watched her face relax and her eyelids droop. “You’re feeling the drug, aren’t you?”“Hard to keep my eyes open...”The door opened and a pair of orderlies wheeled in the gurney. They slid Mae onto it, one of them minding the I.V. line, lifted guard rails and wheeled her down the corridor.I paced. Miners told tales of finding mummies and weapons from the times of the Spanish conquest and even earlier than that. The miners attributed the condition of the bodies and equipment to the low humidity, lack of insects and scavengers, all combined with the cool temperatures found deep in the caves.I started to fret about the amount of time I had been away, so I grabbed the holster rig, both pistols and the journal, then retraced my steps back to the original cave.I climbed off the ledge and made. Her small delicate hands reached down and stroked my protruding erection. I let out a release of breath and fell on her soft wet lips. I felt her tongue exploring my mouth as her hands unzipped my jeans. The flesh my penis touched the flesh of her tranquil hand. She gripped it and felt the pulse of my shaft. Pulling her face away from mine, she said, ‘Fuck me, you asshole.’ Doing as I was told I moved my hand to her thighs I moved them up her thin skirt and found she wasn’t wearing anything. There were treks to Hana Bay Beach and out into the woodlands surrounding the villa. There was an afternoon of surfing, Rachel laughing and gasping her way through strenuous watery exploits in the frantic waves. There was one arguably foolhardy attempt at a kuala pig roast using the kitchen’s vast Aga stove; the results were partially scorched, partially rare, but everyone tore into the meat, the adults drinking too much blue curacao and indulging in amateur hula around the Jacuzzi. The whole.