I slide my hand around and under the cotton T's finding nothing significant, then close it back to the position I found it in.I open the top drawer an...d find his underwear nicely folded in rows. He has a collection of boxers and boxer-briefs and I imagine him wearing the red low rise Calvin Klein boxer-briefs for me. I touch the unbelievablely soft material and wonder just how he would fill it. I move my hands around his underwear drawer hoping to find something naughty like the things my. At that point she stood naked, enjoying herself, while Jorge explored her body. It was not much longer until Jorge motioned her to the bed where she lied down and he began to tie her down using the soft restraints. Jorge could tell she was enjoying it even though she did not say a word. After the final restraint was tied and she could not move that easily Jorge placed the blindfold on her. Once the blindfold was on, “He said I do not want you to say a word but to enjoy… Remember do not say a. Then he noticed the huge lump on her head. He looked around for a surfboard, small boat, swimsuit, or anything to explain how this mysterious woman came to be on this beach naked, but saw nothing. He checked her pulse, and felt it beating strong.“You’re alive,” he sighed with relief.Carefully, Don scooped her up, carried her into the hut, and gently laid her on the couch, placing a pillow under her head. For several minutes he admired her beautiful, shapely, naked body for several minutes, then. They were just disconnected events that I didn't recognize until looking back at them.A courier arrived at our door on the following Monday with an envelope. It was from a legal firm in Vancouver. I assumed it had to do with Helen's death. I was wrong. I opened it to find a letter and a cheque. I did a double-take when I looked at the cheque. It was for $57,319.80, made out to me. I read the letter and realized that this was my share of the sale of North Island Building Supplies. I gave my head.