In the time since she’d shunned this place, afraid of its associations. She’d even regretfully dismissed her eye-candy pool boy, remembering how she’d titillated herself by displaying her nudity and fantasizing about ravishing him too. Now a sprightly girl in a nice blue one-piece suit had the job. It was another lovely late July day and she’d decided to get on with things.
Still unwilling to get tan lines Kim was nude again, though she kept her robe handy in case security needed to talk to her. She was drinking fruit juice instead of champagne, but again she had scenic landscapes on the monitor and her tablet in her lap.
Finally she had reports from Jeri to read again, along with clips of Bobby’s training to enjoy. Even with all the danger and uncertainty that had arisen the Devil Dyke
