Sam came back into the room, but Lara didn’t see her, Sam was wearing a pair of Sponge Bob boxers and a ribbed black tee shirt.  She was tanned and her body was thinner than before food held little to no interest to her anymore.  Sam leaned against the wall and said in a soft voice that had a soft accent to it.

            “You breathing over there Perkins?”  Sam asked in a voice that had Lara ill at ease.  This was Sam, CJ’s Sam.  Sam Vance who was a really funny cute tomboy that had just lost the love of her life.  The same woman that had taken a punch because she loved her wife so much that she wouldn’t disgrace her father by fighting back. 

            “Sam, oh god.  What are you, wait.  I. Oh boy.”  Lara was blushing she was off her rocker and Sam was actually having a bit of fun enjoying this.  She’d met a few people here and seen them on the outside world later, but this was different, this was from the outside in.  What happens on the island stays on the island.

            “What can I do for you today?”  Lara asked and Sam cocked an eyebrow, she thought to herself; let’s play this out, shall we?  Sam walked around her, looking her over with a careful eye and Lara felt the heat in that stare.

            “You can start by calming down.  Take a long deep breath, that’s the doctor’s orders.”  Sam said.  Lara was a ***** woman, and those hips, wow.  The hair was colored, she was a very dark blonde she was sure, and those eyes too.  Hmmmm. 

            “Yes.”

            “Don’t talk.”  Sam said in a very soothing voice Lara finally relaxed, she could do this.  Sam‘s fingers trailed down Lara‘s arms, sending a rush of goose bumps up her spine.  She closed her eyes against the unwilling pleasure that Sam was sending coursing through her body.  Sam moved her fingers upwards, short fingernails leaving a soft trail on her arms and Sam found the nape of her neck and then her hand moved down her spine to the small of Lara‘s back.