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least not for me.” I wanted to change the subject.
“Mercedes, related to what’s happening in Bermuda—I received a letter from
Charlotte Williams, who you might remember was held hostage and almost killed.
Well, her brother is one of those missing men.” I pulled the letter out of my
pocket and handed it to her. She read it quickly and handed it back.
    “This is
exactly why we’re trying to take a more active role there. My suggestion is;
take Mr. Nielsen up on his request for a private investigation and incorporate
her request into it.”
    “With
that I have to run. But it does give us a starting point, doesn’t it?” She
laughed, climbed off the stool to straighten her short skirt. “I can tell you
still like my short skirts, don’t you?” She put her arms around my neck and
kissed me on the lips. “Scott, give me a week. Then call me to let me know how
things are progressing. Thanks again for seeing me on such short notice, maybe
the next time it won’t be so short,” she said, winking at me.
    “I’ll
call you,” I said. I liked the sound of that.

Chapter 6
     
    Margaret
wished one of the men could apply suntan lotion to her back, but she would just
have to manage by herself. It was time to roll over as she had been lounging on
her back for too long. She needed to be careful since her fair skin burned
easily. She loved the warmth of the sun on her body, causing tiny droplets of
perspiration from her forehead to her toes. The smell of suntan lotion reminded
her of her childhood and sailing with her family.
    Stretching
her arms above her head and raising her knees, she was delighted to see the light-brown
shade all over her body. She looked out to the aqua waters and the waves
breaking over the reef in the distance. The sea was calm this morning. Her dive
class this afternoon would benefit from the calm seas.
    She noticed
passing sailboats in the distance, wondering if they ever trained their
binoculars on her nude sunbathing. A smile crossed her face. If they did, she
was sure they enjoyed the sight. She had not an ounce of fat anywhere on her
body. She always noticed men staring at her breasts when she wore bikinis or
sundresses. Since Bermuda was ideal for wearing sundresses, she rarely wore anything
more substantial. She dabbed the moisture on her body with a towel.
    Her
private beach front home provided her this luxury. It was private enough not to
be disturbed from her other passion. She stood up, applying lotion to her
shoulders, the back of her legs, and buttocks. She spent considerable time
rubbing in the lotion, but would have much preferred someone else massaging her
body. She applied lotion to her back sponge and spread it over her back. As she
lay down on the chaise, she thought of the men, who if they could see through
the earth above them, could see her naked body.
    Her mind
drifted to the image of their naked bodies waiting for her. She was aware of the
delightful feeling between her legs. It was almost time for their morning
feeding. This morning she wasn’t going to dress. Her mind quickly went to
what games she could engage them in today. What a gorgeous life. She could feel
the rush coming just thinking about it.

Chapter 7
     
    I enjoyed
meeting with Mercedes last night. In the two years since I last saw her, she
has become even more beautiful. She has to be my height with high-heels which
makes her about five foot eight. Most of that is leg. It was hard not to think
of her long legs, but the rest of her was pleasurable as well. I meant to ask
her if she has a boyfriend, but judging from last night I would say no. How
could anyone so gorgeous not have a long-line of suitors? Maybe her sharp
tongue keeps them away? That’s it—I’ve got to get up and get ready for
work.
    I was
ready to shave when my reflection caught my attention. It didn’t look the same
as it did yesterday. Maybe there’s a new glow after sparring with Mercedes. A
few minutes later the shower was more