I let her in and locked us inside. ‘Too long. I’m always fucking Hannah, Mickie, or other non-paying hotties.’ ‘Shame. I didn’t even fuck y...u the other night, you practically fucked everyone else.’ ‘I know, I’m sorry,’ I said, and slid my hands up the back of her skirt. ‘I’m mostly here to work, but I’m more than willing to make up for lost time.’ ‘Why are you not soliciting?’ she asked, responding to my touch by putting her hands to the buttons of my shirt and beginning to undo it. ‘Just. The floatplane pilot let me handle the takeoff. Pilots recognise each other, even if one's license has long been lapsed. I'd owned a plane once, another sacrifice to our lifestyle. We circled the island for a while, down low to get a feel for our home for the next month, higher to get a sense of its place in the world. Everything was beautiful, just like the brochure, except for the inflatable by the dock. There was a crosswind, and some current on the water. The pilot took this landing.A. John secured him, while I saved the criminal's life. The trials go by a little faster now, but it wasn't a question of if he was guilty - just how much he had done. He had stolen a lot of equipment, killed some random people that were in the wrong place, and most importantly, not paid taxes on his capital gains. I wish the last part had been a joke. Anyways, we were heroes. We collected our brass penny and celebrated.Celebrating at John's place was always that weird feeling of having someone. They felt that these veins in the society of sympathy for males needed to be rooted out and crushed completely. No woman involved received less than a 5-year prison term. Any who had fired upon their sisters in the militia received life terms without parole.The press suggested that similar problems on a much smaller scale had been handled quietly without publicity for years, but the magnitude of this operation meant its existence could not be suppressed.Was this not exactly what Amy had.