She’d lost a lot of weight since I’d last seen her, which was years ago.She had perfect round tits, a big and round booty, and long and heavy hair... just like Varsha’s. With her dark skin tone, she kind of looked like Malaika Arora. She asked me how my flight was, how the weather was, and some small talk like that.Then told me first to freshen up, take a bath. I obeyed her and had no complaints about it. The washroom in such a house has to be amazing, I thought. And it was. I took a pretty long. Billy was asleep on his side, facing away from me and I could hear his slow and regular breathing. I got my handcuffs out, and moved to the bed, watching him for any signs he was awakening. I eased one cuff onto his left wrist, clicked it and began to roll him onto his stomach, slowly until I could reach his other arm. I had it and was bringing it behind him to the cuffs when he first began to wake. I snapped the cuffs and climbed on top of him, my crotch against his small ass and lay. He had curly brownhair and looked to be about thirty years old with the thick frame ofsomeone that worked out a lot. I don't know why I didn't scream but Ithink it had something to do with his eyes. They were ordinary browneyes, hidden by thick glasses, but when I looked into them I just knewhe meant me no harm.I don't know why I felt this way. Perhaps it was his face that lookedas scared as I felt. I asked the obvious question."Who are you? Why are you in my bedroom?"The man seemed to. She decided not to tempt fate and headed back the way she came to set out and find a less inhabited island. As she followed her footprints back in the sand she kept looking back over her shoulder to make sure no one was following her. As she rounded the last bend Lucy's stomach dropped when the spot where her kayak had been dragged up to was now empty. She looked around frantically trying to see if there were any signs of the boat being dragged off anywhere. No other marks were visible apart.