Chapter 41

The next day was a blur of bodily process. After breakfast the entire community gathered to help with the gravy holder labor. We divided into two groups : one, headed by Patricia, concentrated on collecting palm leave of absence and weaving them into matting to later sew into sails. The former, captained by Horace, chopped tree and bamboo in order to make a framework to strap on top of the raft. This would tolerate a rigid structure onto which we would attach mast and canvas, rigging, rudder, and daggerboards. Patricia had designed the thing on a piece of report salvaged from the plane, and after showing it to Horace, he took on the carpentry task. The two seemed to have reached an uneasy truce ; they were obviously attracted to one another, but the man's pride and his little problem were an insurmountable obstacle between them, it seemed.

I pitched in on the edifice dowery, while Janie and Joelle added their efforts to the sailmaking. We all put in a full morning's piece of work, feeling energized by the chemical group design. By lunchtime we had made significant procession, and we had every hope we might be finished the succeeding day. We broke for a meal and some rehydration, and I ate with Janie and Joelle.

Janie gave me a little hellhole while we lunched, telling Joelle about my au naturel modeling the previous evening for hand-job education. The pin-up nurse was intrigued by the level, and seemed miffed she had missed the fun.

"God, I wish I'd been there,"she said."I would have liked to have learned some unspoilt techniques. I'm still pretty inexperienced when it comes to men, despite the trump efforts of you two. Plus, it sounds like it was a really aphrodisiac demonstration."

"Oh, it was pretty invigorating, I'd say,"Janie laughed."I had to get myself off to go to sleep. Dave was all used up and was no skillful to me."Joelle giggled, red-faced."But I picked up a few pointers from Tran,"Janie continued."Maybe I can picture you some time. I'm sure Dave wouldn't idea a repeat engagement."

No, he would most certainly not, I thought, entranced by the idea. One of my darling two char teaching the other one how to jerk me off ? How could I say no ?

After lunch, the construction crews reassembled to finish the job. Now that the grueling, more labor-intensive work was done, Janie and Dkembe decided that they could spare Joelle and me, and most of the kids, for the sex-ed example I had proposed yesterday. After I had explained to Joelle and Dkembe my concerns about the ignorance of some of the youthful island-dwellers, combined with increasing sexual activity in our community of interests, they agreed that we needed to get pretty denotative about the facts of life, and more importantly the facts of unexpected pregnancy. So the two of us in our capacity as medical professionals were assigned to the labor.


Seeing as how the briny beach was taken up by all the bodily process surrounding the boat-building, I decided we needed to find an option location in rules of order to be undisturbed. Pondering the subject issue, and recalling Joelle's recent arousal while hearing about my exploits with Tran the day before, I got a notion that would make the whole outgrowth a little more interesting.

"Let's all head over to the other beach,"I said."We'll have some peace and quiet over there."Grabbing some towels and blankets to sit on, we trooped to the woods to the early English of the island.

Our students consisted of all the younger phratry on the island, with the exception of Emily. God knew she needed no further educational activity regarding the Bronx cheer and bees ; Virgin Mary and Danielle had that Angle covered pretty well. Joelle and I led them to the eastern beach and emerged from the jungle at the cubby.

"This is the nude beach,"said William slyly."Should we take off our wearing apparel ?"He eyed the girl hopefully as he said it.

"Yes, I think so,"I said."After all, we're here to read about the human trunk. You might as well see it."

"What ? !"Joelle said incredulously."You want us to do this naked ?"

I felt a niggling bad springing it on her, but I knew if she'd had time to think about it she would have freaked out even more.

I looked at her seriously."Joelle, we're on a tropical island. It's always at least 80 grade. We have a limited amount of clothing, and we're wear less and lupus erythematosus of it every day. We're here to teach the kids about sex. I think we can check that nudity is not that unreasonable under the circumstances."

"I…. I guess,"she said hesitantly."It's just, I've never been to this beach. I mean, not naked—during the day. And not in front of other people."I could secernate she was now remembering our night here with Janie, but I understood what she meant.
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And, unfortunately that 's as far as I can go. Apparently, due to the new more aggressive subject matter restriction, the oddment of this chapter, and the last 6 in the series ( already nearly done ! ) are no longer deemed capture for publication on this site.

After all these month of study, and all the financial support I 've received, it seems a ignominy to stop now, but that 's the way it goes. If anyone has any estimate on where I can publish the unadulterated serial publication let me know in the comments. Otherwise I may try to keep abreast one of AnnaSiciliana 's suggetions from her conclusion Emily Price Post. If I find a home for the story, I 'll authorize Logos on here.

I 've got a couple of theme for shortly write up that may end up here in the future.

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( PS -- I assume that 's where chapters 9,10 and 11 went : the censor 's wish-wash bin )