His heart raced even as his mind calmed. He’d faced more than one attacker before. In the beginning on the island his opponents were friends or beca...e friends. Antoine and his companions, for example. The boys wrestled on the beach. Nude, their wrestling matches more than once turned to sex play, and more than one participant ended up with a faceful or a mouthful of cum. Laughing and happy, it should be added. When Amélie joined their frolics the wrestling became foreplay.Later, there were more. We both stood frozen for several minutes. Reality now setin for her. She was in a room alone with her nude 25 year old son-in-law.I could see the anger building in her. I could see her chest expand. Icould see her beginning to breath heavy. What have I done. The bathroomnow looked so tiny. Our adult bodies were so close. I could smell herperfume. My heart stopped. My mother-in-law Grace looked so powerfuldressed in her tight shorts and a tight blouse tied up around her waist. My. You do trust Lori, don’t you?’ Jen asked Betsy. I couldn’t hear Betsy respond but she must have replied affirmatively because Jennifer continued. ‘Of course you do. Why else would you be standing in front of your friends in nothing but some lingerie and a flimsy bathrobe, tied up and unable to stop any of us if we wanted to pull your robe open and display you to everyone here.’ I could only imagine Jennifer ripping open the robe that had covered Betsy when she entered the room. It was killing. The man, sensing the presence of another, span around quick as a tax collector smelling a hidden grain storage. Ten minutes, ten hours, ten seconds. They stared at each other.After some time the fairy smiled: happy with the way things were and filled with the joy and grace that only the most beautiful beings on earth could feel. She opened her red lips and from it flowed an awkward cheery giggle. The giggle of someone who was having a rest and suddenly began to be tickled. The laughter rang.