Of all the luck, she swam over into an area that happened to be full of jellyfish. I rushed into the water when she screamed and sent out a blast of e...ergy to kill off any jellyfish within a hundred yards from any part of the beach for the resort. Elena’s girls weren’t going to be stung like Ellen was just now.When I got her out of the water, I saw that she had tentacle tracks all over her body where they had wrapped around her when she swam. My implant showed me the places where Ellen was. The doors shut, also shutting me off from the world for a moment.I exhaled a heavy breath, I was tense, worried and was just generally not feeling good about this now. I wanted to figure out what was happening but making women into my sex slaves wasn't really the answer I was looking for, not that it didn't intrigue me. As soon as he said I could have any woman my mind focused on Jessica, not some super model or Angelina Jolie, my twin sister. The one girl I could never use this on...I realised. And, of course, there was none."Renee, dear, I'm home," he called, still in the hall.Shit. Shit shit shit!"I'm home and I am stressed."The bed. Of course the bed. It's dark under there, he might not see me-Renee scrambled to the floor, wincing as she landed.-don't be a fool, part of her objected, but the panic didn't hear it--Yes. Maybe he- he'll be too tired to force you out-She crouched down and began to crawl.-and he'll get pissed and just command you, dumbass-The door opened with a. I liked my job, most of the time, I liked its comfortable sameness, sitting in the same room, listening to normal people talking about everyday problems, almost always things I could easily relate to, some that I could even help find ways to overcome. Working with, and helping, people was what I had wanted to do all my life, even if the initial plan had been a slightly different one. This was where I belonged, this was where I could help make a difference, this was also the safe way, the smart.