The stories they shared scared her more than anything and she was starting to regret taking this position. She had wanted to be the manager of her own... store for years, and though she was the most qualified, she had been passed over several times until this site came available. Now she started to think she was sent here to either keep this location open or to force her out. The bell at the door rang as Cindy, the only employee who didn't quit when she took over, entered to start her shift. Cindy. I pulled her nightgown up till I felt the skin of her thigh. Then slowly I slid my hand up under her nightgown. When I got to the top of her thigh, I found she didn't have any underwear on. I was totally aroused and yet petrified. What if she woke up? What would she do or think? I couldn't help myself at this point so I moved my hand up to her furry mound. I heard her make a noise and froze. Damn, was I crazy?She was rolling over on her back so I moved over to give her some room. My hard cock. He had recovered from his coral wound and he and Douglas were the gatherers of food and cooks for the group. Douglas was the only one with shoes; he walked several hundred yards to the center of the island every day and gathered plantains, dug taro roots, and knocked breadfruit out of trees. Ben sometimes accompanied him, but his main job was to cook. Lacking any utensils, roasting on the fire was the only cooking method. Charred breadfruit, plantains and taro roasted in pandanas leaves, and. ’ Rolling up off the bed, he grabbed the end of the sheet helping her to make up the bed, ‘I love it when you talk domineering to me like that.’ ‘Shut up Misha and just make the bed.’ As she leant over to tuck in the top end of the sheet he reached across, grabbing her and pulling her over onto her back, climbing up over her, his knees each side of her body, clamping her arms to her sides. Leaning down he tried to kiss her, but she moved her head to the side, ‘Stop it Misha, I’m tired….let me.