Get some eats and back to work! And if you want to take her to bed with you in future - feel free! A sight more comfortable than out there on the rock...!" "I wonder what that stupid woman thinks we will do when we run out of food," gasped Francesca, a little later, as she spat a wavelet out of her mouth on the way back out to the wreck. "Fuck knows, Fran. You're the genius. What's your brilliant idea?" "Fly over to the mainland, get refuelled and load the chopper up with loads of lovely food.. I didn’t even have a brush for my hair and my teeth could use a good scrubbing. Maybe if I wasn’t treated like a caged animal, I could look a bit more civilized.I did as instructed and headed for the shower, passing under my T.V. along the way. Who’d have guessed it, another mass shooting was the breaking news story and everyone had their own stories to tell. A ticker tape scrolled across the bottom with mundane stories.The shampoo wasn’t good enough this time and I had to pick pieces of mulch. "I'll bet a class lady like your Aunt Lorene has quite a selection, eh?", she said. I explained that Lorene was actually not my "aunt", summed up how I came to work for and live with her, and that she did, in fact, have a good deal of lingerie. "Let's go into the living room and discuss this," she said, "You've got my interest piqued. She poured two cups of cocoa, and sat across from me on a loveseat. Her legs were long and graceful, and I could just see her breasts pushing against the thin. Jennifer began to look very sheepish and a flush crept up her cheeks."Uh, huh. That's what I thought. Besides I figured if you still didn't want to go out with me, it wouldn't be a total loss as I'd still have the djinn," Paul said grinning a bit."What are you going to do now?" Jennifer asked. She looked over at Stephanie, who had almost the whole male population drooling over her. Most of the women were pointedly shooting daggers with their eyes.Paul had turned to see also and now looked at.