As soon as the door slammed, the young people abandoned what they were doing and came to greet her.

"Mrs. Carter?" the girl asked. "Mr. Firth told us you wouldn't be here until the three o'clock ferry."

"I was luckier with connections than I thought I'd be. I hope it doesn't disturb you, my arriving early. I really appreciate all you're doing to help get the place ready. All I've got right now is a suitcase, so I won't really be able to settle in until the truck brings the rest of my belongings later on."

The boy laughed and grinned an awkward friendly grin at her. Joan was surprised at how young he looked on his feet. She could scarcely believe this was the same boy who had been wielding his cock so lustily just a few minutes before.

"You don't have to thank us for anything, Mrs. Carter. Mr. Firth is paying us. Not a living wage, exactly. But something to get us to the movies on Saturday night."

"You mean there's a movie house here? When I heard there were no private cars allowed on the island, I thought this would be a perfect place to get away from it all… including movies."

The boy looked serious, as though he felt personally responsible for having failed her. "Well, it's only one movie a week. That's not too bad… is it?"

Joan laughed. She had felt embarrassed with the kids at first. She feared they might guess, just from looking at her, what she had been doing before she came in. Now they seemed so much like regular nice young kids, she felt perfectly at ease. "Are you kids hungry?" she asked. "I brought some bagels and cream cheese to tide me over until I get to the store. Billy want to help me in the kitchen while Ellen finishes up?"

Both Billy and Ellen very quickly accepted. They had worked up a hearty appetite in the course of their morning's employment. Billy was especially excited as he wanted to get as close to this sexy older woman as possible.