Chapter 41

The following day was a blur of body process. After breakfast the full biotic community gathered to help with the boat projection. We divided into two radical : one, headed by Patricia, concentrated on collecting ribbon leaves and weaving them into matting to later sew into sails. The other, captained by Horace, chopped trees and bamboo in orderliness to create a fabric to lash on top of the sight. This would appropriate a rigid structure onto which we would confiscate mast and cruise, rigging, rudder, and daggerboards. Patricia had designed the thing on a composition of report salvaged from the plane, and after showing it to Horace, he took on the carpentry tasks. 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 building serving, while Janie and Joelle added their efforts to the sailmaking. We all put in a full morning's work, feeling energized by the group purpose. By lunchtime we had made important procession, and we had every hope we might be finished the next day. We broke for a repast and some rehydration, and I ate with Janie and Joelle.

Janie gave me a little hell while we lunched, telling Joelle about my au naturel modeling the previous evening for hand-job direction. The cover girl nanny 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 better proficiency. I'm still pretty inexperient when it comes to men, despite the honorable efforts of you two. Plus, it sounds like it was a really aphrodisiacal demonstration."

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

No, he would most certainly not, I thought, entranced by the idea. One of my favorite two women teaching the early one how to yank me off ? How could I say no ?

After lunch, the construction crews reassembled to finish the job. Now that the labored, more labor-intensive work was done, Janie and Dkembe decided that they could spare Joelle and me, and most of the tiddler, for the sex-ed lesson I had proposed yesterday. After I had explained to Joelle and Dkembe my concerns about the ignorance of some of the younger island-dwellers, combined with increasing intimate activity in our community, they agreed that we needed to get pretty explicit about the facts of biography, and more importantly the facts of unexpected maternity. So the two of us in our electrical capacity as medical professionals were assigned to the undertaking.


Seeing as how the main beach was taken up by all the activity surrounding the boat-building, I decided we needed to find an substitute placement in parliamentary law to be undisturbed. Pondering the subject matter, and recalling Joelle's Recent arousal while hearing about my exploit with Tran the day before, I got a notion that would make the whole appendage a little more interesting.

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

Our scholar consisted of all the younger folks on the island, with the exception of Emily. God knew she needed no encourage direction regarding the birds and bees ; Mary and Danielle had that angle covered pretty well. Joelle and I led them to the eastern beach and emerged from the hobo camp at the cubby.

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

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

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

I felt a petty bad springing it on her, but I knew if she'd had clock 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 limited amount of clothing, and we're wearing less and LE of it every day. We're here to teach the kidskin about sex. I think we can jibe that nakedness 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 battlefront of other people."I could say 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 capacity restrictions, the remainder of this chapter, and the terminal 6 in the serial ( already nearly done ! ) are no longer deemed set aside for publication on this site.

After all these month of work, and all the support I 've received, it seems a shame to turn back now, but that 's the way it goes. If anyone has any estimation on where I can publish the complete serial publication let me lie with in the comments. Otherwise I may try to follow one of AnnaSiciliana 's suggetions from her last post. If I find a home for the story, I 'll pass countersign on here.

I 've got a couple of ideas for short floor 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 trash bin )