Chapter 41

The next day was a blur of activity. After breakfast the entire community of interests gathered to help oneself with the gravy holder project. We divided into two groups : one, headed by Patricia, concentrated on collecting ribbon leaves and weaving them into matting to later sew into sheet. The other, captained by Horace, chopped tree diagram and bamboo in order to produce a fabric to whip on top of the raft. This would appropriate a rigid structure onto which we would attach mast and canvas, rigging, rudder, and daggerboards. Patricia had designed the thing on a small-arm of paper salvaged from the planer, and after showing it to Horace, he took on the carpentry tasks. The two seemed to feature reached an uneasy truce ; they were obviously attracted to one another, but the man's pride and his little job were an insurmountable obstruction between them, it seemed.

I pitched in on the building destiny, while Janie and Joelle added their efforts to the sailmaking. We all put in a wide forenoon's oeuvre, feeling energized by the group intention. By lunchtime we had made significant forward motion, and we had every promise we might be finished the next day. We broke for a meal and some rehydration, and I ate with Janie and Joelle.

Janie gave me a footling hell while we lunched, telling Joelle about my nude modeling the previous eve for hand-job education. The lovely nursemaid was intrigued by the story, 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 easily techniques. I'm still pretty inexperienced when it comes to men, despite the undecomposed efforts of you two. Plus, it sounds like it was a really aphrodisiacal demonstration."

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

No, he would most certainly not, I thought, entranced by the mind. One of my favourite two women teaching the former one how to jerk me off ? How could I say no ?

After luncheon, the construction crews reassembled to finish the task. Now that the leaden, more labor-intensive workplace was done, Janie and Dkembe decided that they could save Joelle and me, and most of the kids, for the sex-ed deterrent example I had proposed yesterday. After I had explained to Joelle and Dkembe my concerns about the ignorance of some of the younger island-dweller, combined with increasing sexual activity in our community, 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 pro were assigned to the task.


eyesight as how the briny beach was taken up by all the bodily process surrounding the boat-building, I decided we needed to bump an option positioning in rules of order to be undisturbed. Pondering the subject matter, and recalling Joelle's recent stimulation while hearing about my feat with Tran the day before, I got a notion that would relieve oneself the whole process a little more interesting.

"Let's all head word 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 forest to the former incline of the island.

Our bookman consisted of all the young phratry on the island, with the exception of Emily. God knew she needed no advance statement regarding the birds and bees ; Mary and Danielle had that angle covered pretty well. Joelle and I led them to the easterly beach and emerged from the hobo camp at the cubby.

"This is the nude beach,"said William slyly."Should we take off our clothes ?"He eyed the young woman hopefully as he said it.

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

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

I felt a footling 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 degrees. We have a limit total of clothing, and we're erosion less and less of it every day. We're here to teach the kids about sex. I think we can gibe 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 tell 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 content limitation, the remainder of this chapter, and the last 6 in the series ( already nearly done ! ) are no longer deemed seize for publishing on this site.

After all these months of work, and all the reenforcement I 've received, it seems a disgrace to stop now, but that 's the way it goes. If anyone has any estimation on where I can publish the arrant series let me know in the input. Otherwise I may try to follow one of AnnaSiciliana 's suggetions from her death post. If I find a house for the story, I 'll overhaul Christian Bible on here.

I 've got a couple of ideas for short tale that may end up here in the future.

Thanks for reading !

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