”“I’ll be back.”She bounced down the ladder, I heard footsteps, then she was back up.“You know about cameras?”“A bit,” she said as she...unzipped the bag. She looked. “This one’s NICE!”“I usually put it on a monopod and lean it against the instrument panel until I need to shoot something,” I said.“You should have plenty of time to see something at this speed,” she said.“I’m doing seven knots through the water,” I said. “Against a two-knot current. And it’s pretty quiet – different noise than the. Intimate? I mean ... like ... all the way intimate?" She made it sound like it was the worst thing in the world."We made love a lot. It was part of our cover and how we got inside The Outpost. Their leader, a guy name Othneal, had a weird fixation about incest, and The Judge asked us to pretend to be brother and sister to lure him into trusting us."It worked really, REALLY, well, and he would peek into our little bedroom all the time to see if he could watch us making love. If Noah or I knew he. ”Then he was gone again. He disappeared into a back room.Devin sighed as he went off. Clearly, he was busy, and it would be nice to be paid so she went upstairs to find the TV room. What a TV room it was. The screen was at least 6 feet wide, and there was a giant circular couch that she plopped on. The remote was more of a tablet than a remote control and it took some figuring just to get the darn thing on. When she did get it on, she realized the whole room was wired for sound as the room came. Bis dahin hatte er noch einiges zu tun, um sich vorzubereiten. Er durchquerte den Empfangsraum, wo seine Assistenin Sandra bereits hinter dem Empfangstresen Platz genommen hatte und grüßte sie freundlich. Sie sah wie immer bezaubernd aus. Sie hatte grüne Augen und etwa schulterlanges rotes Haar. Dazu ein leicht exotisches Gesicht, das einen asiatischen Einschlag vermuten ließ. Durch den Ausschnitt ihres Hemds konnte er einen Blick auf ihre makellosen großen runden Brüsste werfen. Sie waren.