He heard a funny buzzing sound. He scanned the sky and saw it, a plane. Joyously, he started waving wildly, shouting even though there was no chance t...ey could hear him. The plane continued towards their island.Inside the cockpit, the co-pilot was scanning the island not looking for anything in particular. This island wasn't even on their charts. He saw the orange spot first, a color not usual in nature. "Hey Jock. Get closer. I think there is something in that lagoon."The pilot banked and. Going off to tear off a piece of ass... behind the barn!Putting his binoculars back in the case, he fished his car keys out of his pocket, got into his car and eased it carefully back into the road, hoping that the roar of the falls, unseen around the next bend, would cover the sound of the car's motor. He swung the car around in the road and drove down to where he had left the bicycle. Putting the homely looking but functional vehicle in the back of the station wagon he drove, rapidly, down. Her nipples were prominent and dark, her waist small and her stomach flat sloping down to the dark mystery between her well shaped thighs. Her feet and ankles were long and delicate while the calves and thighs fit together in a classic symmetry that supported the perfectly round globes of her ass. With every move the play of her muscles under her porcelain skin was like poetry as she pirouetted with her long black hair swinging over the long curve of her spine."Well what do you think?" If you. I'd like for you to tag along," he said, watching me for a reaction. I guess he knew what I was going to say. "You and Neill can meet on a Saturday morning, Neill can check the structure and estimate refurbish costs and you can plug in the numbers and make recommendations for further study or to pass. It will be good training for you."A dozen questions flooded my mind, but I saw Suzanne's expression and decided I'd teased Kelley long enough. "I want to talk to you some more about this, Sir," I.