The footage continued in reverse at high speed, skipping past hours of her lying still.She'd been asleep for five hours or so when he saw her leap out of bed, naked, and grab a towel, then disappear backwards into the bathroom.It wasn't her intellect that interested him at present though as he watched the live feed from her vacant bedroom, his memory providing him with hundreds of images of her sleeping in that very bed.
A couple of turns and he was moving around the edge of the building where the Islands food was prepared and stored, unstaffed at this time of night.
He knew if anyone spotted him they'd just assume he was going for his habitual late night snack, but he knew different.
Threads: The Island By: Jammy Jimmy Author's note: This story contains incest.
It also contains lots of other action, and I should warn you now -- it's not a short one-page jerkoff story.
He quickly slid himself into the narrow passage and closed the hidden hatch above him, seeing the dim lights illuminating the twenty three rungs below him.
Reaching the bottom he turned around and punched another code into the wall and the small box beside it opened. He entered the saferoom, or as he thought of it, the 'Bunker' where he could retreat to if the Island was ever attacked.
He bypassed the main doors to the kitchen and entered the small courtyard that served the dual purpose of somewhere to store the trash and somewhere the chefs and porters could sneak out to for a smoke.
Casually he glanced around and seeing no-one he slipped over to the backdoor of the pastry kitchen and entered a code in the keypad, a different code from the one normally used to open the door.
In a couple of days time Danny's children would arrive on the Island, having just found out that they were triplets given up for adoption, and they'd be meeting here for the very first time.
On top of that he had a burial to organise for Danny on the Island.
I've got three more novel-length tales written and a fouth nearly completed. It had been a really long day, and only midway through what was bound to be a long week.