When she returned from soccer practice, I had her laundry dried and folded. When I handed her laundry basket to her, I said "You're a big girl. Don't ...you think you should know how to clean your bottom?" She just gave me a cheeky grin, kissed me on the cheek in thanks, and said "Oh, don't be silly!" As she walked away, I noticed that bubble-butt seemed to have an extra little bit of hitch to it. "Two cats in a gunny sack" is the actual thought that ran through my mind at the time.Unlike a lot of. I kind of felt I was under her thumb. I noticed that every now and then she would assume the same position that I first met her in. Bent over her desk facing away from the door. If I didn't know better I think I caught her checking to see if I noticed. I also noticed that occasionally a button would be undone on her blouse showing cleavage. She would call me in to look at some paperwork and I couldn't stop myself from catching a glimpse of her red satin bra. The right after the meeting. Her small brown nipples stood out on her body like a rock in the desert. her luscious ass popped out of her body like hills on a plain. her unshaved brown curly pubic hair stood against her pale bikini like a forest on a white beach. She went to her closet and got a towel so she could start her shower. When Maddie went to the bathroom to take a shower, Paige quickly put on some clean sweatpants and went to her closet where in the corner was an air vent, where she frequently watched Maddie. I had no one to blame for what had occurred. I actually was surprised that it took as long as it did for them to find and capture me. I did nothing to try to stop them. I had the means to stop anything that I wanted. That was not in my plan. I had Ebola, Super strains of chicken pox and Measles; I had Ricin and other pathogens on my island. I was not targeting my own. I was targeting those who had killed my parents. Harbored the terrorists and allowed them to do what they did on 9/11/2001. I.