" I said, determined not to let on just yet, that Rachelle was due to come to my room within the next hour, "but if you do I expect you to put on a go...od show for me." Do you like to watch then?" she asked."Well I like to get involved, but yeah, watching is fun too." I said."So how about I start this evening with a little show for you then?" Claire asked."Perfect, that would be just perfect, Claire", I said, thinking how great it would be for Rachelle to arrive during Claire's. “I didn’t imply you weren’t.” Her skill at pleasuring women wasn’t even in my calculus about this conversation.“Sex on the island isn’t like sex back in normie-land.” Ellie assured me.“How do you mean?” I scratched my head as I thought the doors open. Marina pushed the cart out in front of us. “Would you want to live in a sexual paradise where the women didn’t always want it?” Ellie laughed.“Fair point,” I laughed. I looked to Marina. “What do you like most about the island?”“The respect.” She. I want to see you downstairs in twenty minutes. You can clean yourself up, but make it quick."I left the room, and sat down to wait for twenty minutes for my little teen slave. I already had my bag of toys on the couch, ready for the night.The clock read 7:14 as I heard footsteps from the upper landing. I had changed clothes, wearing a button down shirt with khaki pants. I turned my head to see Jessica, wearing the knee-length red dress I had picked out for her. There was a steep neckline that. By the evening she would know who they were, she was certain. She bent again to the roses.Then came the crash of a door being forced open, and shouting. She could not make out the words, but she knew violence was afoot. She scurried into the house and collected her mobile phone, photographing the car and its registration. She knew better than to interfere, but she would record these two thugs and their car.As the two left she pretended to be talking on her mobile, while all the while catching.