They built a small shelter for the fire on the edge of their own, and somehow managed to keep it burning. They were still praying for rescue every day... but life on the island became much more tolerable.Their days turned into a certain routine. They would wake up and wash up at the waterfall. After, they would have breakfast of grapes and maybe a coconut if they found one. Later, they would fix the shelter if needed, feed the fire and go swimming in the ocean. Henry would go fishing with a crude. I started fucking her like that. Slowly the hole opened I my speed started increasing. The of my fingers were fingering her clit and also rubbing her. I saw tears coming out of her eyes. She started crying when I realized that it was hurting her a lot more than it was hurting me. She came back and kissed me on my neck. I took my dick out. Turned her around and put it in her mouth. She sucked it for a good 5 mins. Once she was done with my dick. We hadn’t come. I asked her if she wanted to go. I otherwise made no trouble and got a reputation as a good, hard-working, and even well-educated prisoner. The guards looked down at me, but they didn’t have an excuse to do anything about it. I made a point of not giving them one. They just didn’t like my attitude of smoldering resentment toward the system. I had no chance of parole for the same reason and I knew it. The only hearing I attended, at which there were NO witnesses on my behalf, quickly showed me that the board regarded me as a. "I'd like to buy the plane ticket for Riley, if that's OK. As my present to her."Jim was quiet again for a moment or two. "That would be nice, Mark. And would really mean a lot to Riley. Okay, thank you."Jim and Jennifer and I corresponded via email to work out the details, and I bought Riley's ticket from Orlando to Boston.We agreed that I could be the one to surprise her with the news, on her actual birthday, which fell on the day after Thanksgiving this year. She and her mom went "Black.