We arrived on Sunday night and were escorted to a beach house that was within walking distance to the conference center where I would teach class each...day. Linda planned on lounging around and to work on her tan at the small semi-private beach that fronted the small bay and our beach house while I conducted the training classes. On Monday when I finished up class around 4 pm she was just coming in from laying out on the beach. She had on a white thong bikini that barely covered her ample. She is asked to sit tight for a few minutes, then look for a motor launch to pull up for her. 7 minutes later, she watches as a RIB pulls up alongside the pier. A gorgeous dirty blonde jumps up and out, tying the small craft up. She watches the blonde as she walks directly over. ‘Hi there. You must be for the Sassy Bitch?’ the young woman asks. ‘I beg your pardon?’ she blurts out, not quite sure what to make of what the blonde has just said. ‘Oh, sorry. That’s the name of our boat. Guess they. He tried to wiggle a bit, but found it almost impossible. "Whatthe heck," Eric thought. Tami noticed the wiggling and decided to fillEric in on her plan. "I carefully placed a frame-of-sorts behind youafter your first layer of tape. It's shaped like your pose, so it willblend in easily. Plus, it hold you up if you get too tired to stand. Sorelax. You're my project until I'm done with you, and I am not.Besides, I don't want you to fall of the pedastool." Eric apparentlymisjudged his. "Welcome Mr. Cahill. I should thank you firstly for helping out Big Red. I don't know what I'd do without the big lug." No thanks required, I was just at the right place at the right time."I was actually surprised, as I didn't expect this man to be so articulate. I knew this was not a man to be messed with nor under estimated. I decided to forego all my preconceived ideas and just talk to the guy."I want to thank you for taking this meeting Mr. Harrison." Hey just call me Joe." Thanks Joe.".