1. The Island, Chapter 30


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    clicked shut audibly. “I have no response to that,” she said bemusedly. I shrugged. Whatever gets the job done. In fact, River seemed much more comfortable as I proceeded, putting one or two sutures in each of the tooth marks. He periodically let out a gasp, but it seemed to correspond more with Summer’s aggressive suctioning than my stitching. Soon enough I was done, and Joelle cut the last stitch. We bandaged him up carefully. “OK, I’m done,” I said. “All right,” Summer said, disengaging from the now straining purple erection protruding from River’s groin. “I’m going to finish him off and stay here with him. You guys can leave him to me.” I noticed Joelle staring at the impressive boner until it disappeared back into Summer’s mouth and her head began bobbing again. She looked at me and realizing she’d been busted, blushed. I took her arm and we left the two of them to themselves. “I’ve heard of alternative medical therapies,” Joelle whispered, cheeks still flushed, “but that takes the cake.” “Maybe we can write it up for the New England Journal?” I joked, and she laughed, burying her face into my neck. After the excitement of the morning we all needed a little time to decompress and talk things out. Janie collected a group of the adults and we sat in the mess hall mulling things over. Surprisingly, Horace was the first to speak. “We need to make a shark fence for the lagoon,” he declared. “What’s that?” asked Jill. “Something to keep sharks from swimming in from the open ...
    water.” “How would you do that?” asked Janie curiously. “Drop a few bamboo poles strung on a line across the break in the reef.” “That wouldn’t be that difficult,” I mused. “The gap is only about 20 feet across. And probably only about 12 feet deep.” “Volunteers?” Janie asked. Horace, Dkembe and Stu offered to help. “We can recruit some of the teenagers for the swimming part,” Horace said. “They have more energy than I do.” “OK,” Janie said. “That’s done. Now I’ve got another topic I want to talk about. Something Dave said this morning got me thinking; we need to plan for the long haul. I don’t discount the possibility that a ship may drop by tomorrow, but I don’t want to rely on anybody else for our survival. I think we should start a school for the kids. I can teach business and management skills. Dave can do biology and medical skills. Joelle can teach nursing and Spanish. Falani can help with botany and herbology. Any other thoughts?” This got people excited, and folks began clamoring to be heard. “I can teach economics and math,” said Mi Cha, and after a whispered aside with Do Hun, “And Do Hun will teach people fishing skills.” “I can show the kids carpentry and construction, and tool-making,” said Horace thoughtfully. “We can teach hunting skills,” said Mary, “but only after age 14.” I suspected Janie and I were the only ones who knew the real reason for that requirement: the extracurricular activities of the team. “Danielle and I can also help with sports and PE.” “I ...
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