They introduced themselves. Nim’s Dad was a scientist who worked on the island. She lived with him. Alex, the woman, turned out to be Alex Roper,...the famous writer. I was starting to have fantasies involving Nim and Alex already. But, I was too weak for now, and I decided to take my time. I managed to get myself into the family as well. As I got stronger, I did more work on the Island. I decided when I was well to ask if I could skip a trip out on the next monthly boat so that I would. . Yeah. Why?Matt: Call Brad. I'll call Grant. Let's meet up at Gallahan's at noon.Dylan: Oh . . . This sounds serious. Should we synchronize our watches and use a password?Matt: Swordfish.And he ended the call.About ten minutes past noon, Grant walked into the somewhat crowded watering hole, the last to arrive. He ordered a diet soda rather than an alcoholic beverage. Matt, too, was drinking a cola; he had a ton of numbers to crunch before leaving the office that afternoon and had to keep a. Olivia was accustomed to being the one in control, the one willingly giving up control when it suited her. This was different. The wetness between her legs began pooling on the leather chair and making her bare skin slippery under her miniskirt. For some reason, she had expected to be the one making her therapist squirm, like with Dr. Hammond. Man, was that guy gorgeous or what? Two sessions in and Dr. Married Man called Ms. Sexy Doctor and asked her to take over Olivia's case. He couldn't. How did you know? Damn.” She looked down and started to cry, “ I never had a family, and I didn’t know what was right... I am sorry... so sorry.” Seeking the right words, I mumbled, “I knew, I just knew. You two are great kids and I just want you to recognize the situation and its effects. It’s a little out of the norm for some of us, that’s all.” “Uncle Robert, my dad told us you and your wife were swingers at one time, you must understand.” Carl’s words caught me off guard. I never knew my.