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The Island, Chapter 26

Date: 7/6/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, First Time, Male / Female Teens, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Virginity, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 87.2, Source: sexstories.com

completed shelter. I strolled over and chatted with them a while. I figured our carpenter had given a little priority service to this group, since Patricia seemed to be his lady friend. “How’s the still coming?” I asked. “It’s done,” Rodney answered proudly. “We used metal tanks from the plane, and some of the hydraulic tubing from the wings was copper. We assembled it with screws and bolts where we could, and duct tape and tree resin where we needed to. I’ve got the first mash brewing now; I used a piece of bread I had saved from the galley as a starter for the yeast.” I was impressed, and told him so. “Don’t thank me until you taste it,” he said. “This isn’t the best material to work from. It’s going to be a bit harsh.” “Some days a little harsh may be just the ticket,” I told him. I stood up. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” They said their goodbyes and went back to telling stories of unruly passengers and trips of yesteryear. I found Joelle with Dkembe, Falani, Onyeka, Adede and the four African children. I collected a kiss from her as the ladies introduced their progeny. The kids were in constant motion, and trying to affix the unfamiliar names to the almost identical looking youngsters in my mind seemed like a lost cause to me. I’d have to work on it in the future. “I’m learning so much about their world,” Joelle said with animation. “I hope I can go to Africa some day. It sounds magnificent.” “I’d go with you if we ever get the chance,” I told her. “I’ve always wanted to ... see it.” “Would you like to share our hearth tonight?” Dkembe asked. “I owe you a great debt for saving my life.” “Hey, it was this lady that kept you alive,” I said, pointing to Joelle. “I didn’t do much beyond getting you to the beach.” “She is a special one,” he agreed, while the topic of our admiration blushed. “We are making a feast for her tonight to thank her.” “I’ll leave the guest of honor to you, then. I’m going to check on the rest of the neighbors.” They wished me good evening, and began making a fire to cook their evening meal. I touched base with the rest of the campsites, most of whom were now making dinner preparations. I figured with Mayor Janie out of town, I would act as Vice-Mayor and press the flesh with the constituents. It looked like the evening meal was DYI tonight, as the completion of shelters called for each group to celebrate on their own. After making the rounds of the beach, I wound up at Girl’s Club. They were cooking something in a metal bin over the fire. “What’s that?” I asked, as three girls latched onto my legs and another climbed on my back, all yelling “Dave!” in their high voices. Alison laughed at the younger girls’ antics, and answered, ”It’s something Anjali taught us. You shave pieces of this root into boiling water and it’s like pasta. Then she showed us how to mix herbs, goat’s milk and some bird eggs from the cliffs to make a sauce.” I leaned over the fire, after dislodging the clinging cuties, and took a healthy sniff. “Mmmmm, ...