"one thing at a time....stick with the plan...this is about him not you." The jocks came off pretty quickly though, I just had to get to that bottom, ...and pronto. I thought next I'd make use of that lovely whip over on the table, I slowly drew it back and forth across his body. All across his back and the back of his legs...the touch of a hundred fingers can be a lovely thing. He seemed to enjoy that. I massaged him a little more, ran my hands all over his back and legs and slowly along his. At my age, I would be more comfortable in a warmer climate. My friends are mostly business acquaintances, and I can stay in touch with them by phone. Would you be interested in relocating to the Cayman Islands?”“I’ve been thinking along those lines while you were napping, Elsa. I am an only child and my parents passed away before I started college, but I still have a few aunts, uncles, and cousins around. We stay in touch, but we aren’t close. If I moved to the Caymans, I could always return. "Her defenses started to raise."I don't know mister, you're not some kind of pervert, are you?"I grinned to lessen her fears."Nope. Even worse, I'm a writer. Right now I'm doing a book on relationships. Too bad you're not married."Her eyes blazed."Am too married. For almost a year." Where's your ring?"She blushed a little."Don't have one, we couldn't afford it. But he's gonna get me one, soon." Well, there you go. You're married, a perfect candidate for an interview. I'm going in now, join me. “What is your will?” tomorrow would be ugly; I wasn’t in the mood to play guessing games.“I ask that you spare half.” the aging athletic brunette asked unreasonably.“Are you so certain that I will win?”“They have never seen a real Hero.”“And you have?”The memory of they encounter lit that sun freckled face. “I have. Would you spare half?”“I will consider it. If they keep pressing then I too will not stop.”“If they retreat, then is half acceptable?”I shrugged. “I’ll try. But I have a.