I moved forward off his cock and asked if he was close to shooting and he said, "Yeah!"I said, "Hey this hurt like fuck, it's just now starting to fee... good, you said, you wanted to pound me, let's make this last a little bit and really get this out of your system so you can give the paying guys a good romantic fuck!"He agreed, and was a man of few words. He said, "So you can take it now?" I said, "Pound me, just make it last!" He shoved back in again hard and went after it. I could tell he was. The sea bottom under and opposite the beach is basalt based and reasonably shallow, out to almost a kilometre, and covered with fine talc like sand, where it drops dramatically out until it reaches the distant coral reefs.Where the minesweeper once moored was now shallow water out to this vessel, and that was a reasonably shallow draught vessel. The landward side of the island has now completely gone back to its normal depth, of near on most of a half a mile to a mile, sheer, straight down. It. It was in the middle of one of these 'fantasies' that I was made aware of an unusual conversation coming from my bosses office, which was situated immediately behind my own.The voices were soft and almost at a whisper, which was unusual in itself, and I could hear them through the air vents, which was even more unusual.The first voice I heard, I instantly recognised as Georgina, the 16 year old daughter of my boss, Lesley. It was muffled but if I got down low I could just about make it. "I just want to take a quick shower, and change clothes." OK." My roommate's not here. Sit down, there, on the couch. Let me show you something, before I take my shower." Ellie opened a small closet off the living room, bent to reach something on the floor at the back wall, and emerged with a small portrait, perhaps 18 inches tall, on canvas. The painting was in an inexpensive plain frame. Saying nothing, she brought the portrait over to where I was seated, handed it to me, and disappeared down.