The chief explained that once a month a plane flew over the village and dropped a load of London Times, and they followed what was written in the news...aper.In fact, the chief said, there’s court the following day, and would the anthropologist like to watch? Of course he agreed.The following day, was court. The judge sat upon a dais in his loincloth wearing a white wig. The twelve jurors sat in the jurybox in their loincloths as well. Indeed, all the cases were following English law, but one. The cold water of the lagoon had been brisk enough to take the sweltering mugginess out of the warm summer night. It was good to feel clean again.His injured hand throbbed. Keeping the bandages dry while he bathed hadn’t been easy. Whatever the doc had put on it had definitely helped cut the pain and swelling, but it had clearly worn off. Still, he’d expected worse. Bites never healed comfortably. Bella’s healing ritual had gotten rid of the rope burns and most of the smaller scrapes and. I took a drink before starting to stare into the surface again.“You don’t seem to be the type to hurt women.”I shuddered. “‘Good boys don’t hurt girls.’”She pulled her head away from her hands. Her eyes went straight to mine. I locked my look into her gaze.“Sherry said I should ask you about a scar.”If I had thought about it, I wouldn’t have done it, but I didn’t think about it; I did it.I stood up and held my hand out for her to take it. She reached up, and we grasped each other. I pulled her. It sure looked like Greg liked it as he lapped at her cummy pussy until Jaq had her first orgasm.We chatted to Greg about his experience and he admitted that he had found it a very horny experience.Greg was not aware that Jaq had a craving to be cleaned after she had been fucked but he was soon to find out. Jaq had invited three male friends to come over later that afternoon to join us. They arrived at around four pm, much to his astonishmentJaq was still in her nurse's uniform with five horny.