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The Island, Chapter 14
Date: 4/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93.3, Source: sexstories.com
Chapter 14 I staggered into camp a few minutes later, into the midst of chaos. The field hockey team looked armed for battle. They had spears and knives and were obviously preparing to hunt down the terrorist woman. Joelle’s head was bandaged, and the gauze was stained with red where it crossed the gash in her hair. A knot of people were gathered around the fire pit, arguing. When I walked out of the trees, conversation stopped for a moment, then everyone gathered around me. Joelle leaped on me, hugging me tight and crying silently. I held her as she calmed down. “You’re OK!” she said joyfully. “God, I was so worried she would kill you!” “I’m all right,” I told her, kissing her hair. “But you’re bleeding!” she said, pulling away and inspecting me. I was? I followed her gaze, twisting so I could look at my flank. My right hip and lower back had deep, parallel gouges about 4 inches long from the woman’s nails. Blood had dripped all over my butt and leg, but was now dried. I was in such a state, I hadn’t even realized the extent of my injuries. “And your head!” she exclaimed. “You’ve got blood all over your forehead!” It must have been where the log had glanced off me. I blotted at it with my hand, and it didn’t seem to be bleeding further. “I’m OK,” I assured her. “I didn’t even notice it.” Janie squeezed through the crowd. I could tell she was shaken, but was playing the strong leader. “Dave, you gave us quite a scare,” she said, her voice tremulous. She laid her hand on my ...