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Authors: Robert Lyon

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Tommi unbuttoned what was left of her shirt, exposing her
 breasts then laid her head back in Joseph’s lap. Athena pointed
 at her and said, “And with that we’re done, good night
 everyone.”
McCree and Hauldbalm were just outside the fence
 admiring the new gate, Hauldbalm asked McCree, “With what?”
Lightening bugs began to rise up above the plants,
 apparently a part of the season change. We had no idea they
 were there, but it was the most entertaining thing we had seen at
 night since the shooting star we all wished on. I wished not for
 rescue but for a wife, I heard Dave Mile wish for some ice
 cream and back the Mike Elper was one of us and he wished for
 a ship to command, Athena kept her wish private as did
 everyone after she said telling anyone your wish prevents it from
 coming true, except for Michael he wished for a cheeseburger
 and ice cream and three more wishes…and a rescue.  
 The fire flies rose up and drifted through the wind over the
 white sand beaches and through the trees and brush. The stars
 were amongst us and the sky hand fallen, so we cuddled together
 and took comfort in our friends.  

The next day I was tending the boilers and filling our
 cistern which brought a sense of security and accomplishment,
 while Gabriel was learning cement making with Athena. Mitch
 was playing with the drums and Megan was playing the ocarina,
 everyone else was on a hunting party for boar. We were
 definitely going to start herding them into a pin but needed to
 find them and capture one for a celebratory dinner.  
Dave Miles had the mountain top watch and came down to
 saw from what he can see of their beach from up there it looked
 like they were playing football. Soon Michelle, Athena, Gabriel,
Tim, myself and possibly Mitch would be working on a crane
 structure to move the boat. The Large wooden supports to hold
 up the keel would be moved step by step into the water. I

suggested that wood be used as supports for an elevated deck; a
 patio and the notion just resonated with me, to finally be up
 above the sand.  
Gabriel said, “The line you guys have been making is really
 good…but…braid all this together and it’ll be strong enough but
 only one piece five feet long.”  Athena walked by and snatched
 from his hand and said, “Ya, more rope” as she threw the piece
 of line in my face.
I glanced around and there was a general mallise of
 depression that washed over everyone. Gabriel shrugged and
 apologetically said, “I’m just sayin’” I sighed and looked at the
 them all looking at me, then said, “A rope making loom it
 is…we’ll just automate.” and I strolled back to my area of
 seclusion where I was working on making new tools.
I stood there looking at my secret projects; I had hoped no
 one followed me. Had they seen some of my idea’s I would be
 embarrassed to explain what I was even thinking, let alone
 actually working on.
I narrated my thought, “Two winding wheels and a
 clamp…four each. Four clamps mounted to a winding
 wheel…and one operator to pull the rope being made and one to
 turn the sprockets. Or, one operator turning the sprockets and a
 winding drum as well.”  
I looked at the components I had made for the system I was
 devising. I had ceramic wheels and wooden wheels with holes
 for dowels so they could be employed as gears, a few straight
 sanded sticks that could serve as shafts, and line that had been
 woven and stitched like a miniature rope ladder that would serve
 as a geared pulley belt. I didn’t have the farmer’s almanac
 worked out yet, it had been about four years since I used tarot
 cards as a pickup line and I didn’t own an ‘I Ching’. The rope

maker had to take priority and all the components I had made so
 far.
As I worked the rest of the ‘Diligent’s’ or ‘Natives’ sat in a
 depression, those leeches we found were a real pick me up, but
 now everything was bland again. They say, ‘You are what you
 eat.’ is phrase stolen by dietitians and used as ‘you eat fatty
 foods you become fat’ in reality that phrase belonged to culinary
 artists and dated back to the French revolution. It meant if you
 eat simple foods you become simple, eat sophisticated foods and
 you are inspired to sophistication. We had become one bland
 group. I knew I would have to find some plant to use as a
 seasoning and the Japanese knotweed sprouts would be it. The
 boar had been eating them so I figured it was safe for a taste.
The young sprouts tasted like sour rhubarb, but then I only
 knew rhubarb from a pie I had once and a sugary celery stalk I
 was told was rhubarb. Once I got back I asked them to start
 collecting it as a seasoning and gave everyone a taste. I also
 explained my plan to build the rope loom which they heard me
 mention as I walked away, as I described its means of operation
 and methods of construction Michael became enthused he was
 after all a mechanist.
Athena jumped to her feet which prompted Michelle to
 jump to her feet and Athena announced, “Well hope is
 restored…let’s start collecting this stuff. It might actually make
 the fish taste less fishy, ‘cause it’s getting old.” Michelle added,
“Rob will need some help and Michaels ready to go, so how
 about…” Michelle glanced around and continued, “Tommi
 would you help them too? The rest of us are collecting sour
 shit.” Tommi shrugged and joined us on our way back to what
 had been my secret ‘shop’  

Michelle walked the fence line looking for sprouts of
 knotweed and for a moment of privacy. She glanced around and
 adjusted her breast in her bra then reached down and scratched
 at herself. When she pulled her fingers out she noticed she was
 menstruating. The living circumstances on the ship resulted in
 all the women in the same berthing compartment slowly coming
 on to the same cycle. She realized this meant Athena, and
Tommi were also menstruating, it that it showed in their
 behavior. Something else struck her, something that she had
 seen in the past, Tammy would also be menstruating but wasn’t
 exhibiting any hormonal behaviors. The last time this happened,
Tammy was homicidal until she got laid. It was time for a party
 alright.
Michelle walked up to Athena and whispered in her ear.
Athena shifted her hips left to right then looked back at Michelle
 and said dismissively, “Ya.” Then Michelle whispered again and
Athena’s eyes went wide and they peered around for Tammy.
Tammy was glancing down the beach in the direction we
 had gone toward my work area. Her face was red and flush, and
 she had pulled down the cups of her bra in her shirt effectively
 turning her bra into a push up bra.
On previous occasions tammy progress toward being
 homicidal at a frightening rate. The girls had found one
 successful means of coaxing her into resolving her sexual
 tension. A seduction of public sexual display, they would have
 sex with her able to watch and she would snap into an animal
 mindset and basically rape a guy .  
Michael, Tommy, and I were working out the mountings of
 the shafts and sprockets for the winding wheels and winding
 ring, the clamp mounting was simple enough. Tammy was
 getting hungry and she usually fished with the fishing crew,

there were some leeches still growing nearby so we snacked.
Tommi explained her breasts had been sore and joked that it was
 her boyfriend’s fault. It was somehow reassuring that Tommi
 and Joseph had such a stable relationship. Prior to the loss of the
 ship those two ending up together was next to impossible.
I glanced back over my shoulder and Athena was standing
 there. She gestured me over with her finger and I walked over to
 her. She said softly, “There something you’re going to have to
 take care of tonight.” and then gave me a peck on the lips as she
 groped my groin. I smiled and she gave a half smile that actually
 seemed contemptuous then cocked her head as she turned and
 swaggered away with her hips swaying seductively.
At this point things had been surreal for too long. It had
 been leadership based on knowledge acquired at the public
 library, driven by distrust in the command, resulting in an Alpha
 male role that seemed to trigger biological imperatives in
 everyone. Our saying in the worst of times on the ship had been,
‘Lead, follow, or get the hell out of the way.’ It seemed now to
 be ‘Lead, bend over, or die.’
Eric Milson was apparently wandering around the island
 perhaps looking for a better spot for his tree house, or maybe
 materials. He saw the walls before he saw the gate and
 recognized them as the same as the pentagon walls. Eric laid
 down next to the wall and felt safe; there was something bigger
 than him just next door. Eric had been feeling flighty and
 impulsive, he had butterflies in his lower abdomen every time he
 thought of what the captain must be doing to his cabin boy and
 what the cabin boy must be doing for him.  
Eric laid there caressing his chest and neck. He indulged in
 fevered fantasies of being taken like a woman. Meanwhile the

girls plotted sexual exploits on the other side of the wall to
 provoke tammy into sexual aggression.
Kim Luds had seen Eric wander off after their football
 game and thought maybe he had tackled Eric too hard. Eric had
 been man handled and thrashed; now he felt a need to be fucked.
As Kim happened upon Eric, Eric was in full blown homoerotic
 lust. Eric had frequented porn shops and when it came to straight
 porn he had simply seen it all before. But the gay porn struck at
 him with confusion, his hormones flared, the rawness of it
 solicited a sexual arousal the likes of which he had only
 experienced looking at J.C. Penny’s catalogs as a young
 pubescent.    
Kim laughed and said, “What the fuck dude?” Eric was
 startled and as he tried to reposition himself to conceal his
 activity he experienced an intense orgasm and ejaculation that
 solicited a moan we could her on the other side of the wall. Dave
Miles laughed and said, “Now that’s football.” In retrospect I am
 very glad we built that wall.
Tammy began to quiver and was flush in the face, she had
 heard the moan and in an unintentionally sultry voice we had
 rarely heard from her she uttered one word, “Yep.” Her
 unusually deep raspy voice caused chills down all the men’s
 necks. Dave instinctively ducked slightly tucking in his head, his
 father used to tell him when his mother’s voice sounded like that
 that she was on the war path. Dave sat there tucked in
 instinctively and waited for that smell he never successfully
 connected to a woman’s musk, though he had experienced it
 first hand, in the wrong context it meant a mother figure would
 soon be crazy and violent.
It was about then that I was sitting near the cabanas waiting
 for the sundial to indicate mid-day rest had ended, that Michelle

walked up and shoved me down with her foot. I laid there with
 her foot on my chest looking up at her standing there with her
 shirt hanging open, no bra and in her panties. She said so as to
 be overheard by Tammy, “Oh ya.”
Tammy broke into a feverish pant as Athena also in panties
 and an open dungaree shirt walked up behind Michelle. Michelle
 put her foot to my face and said, “Lick” The look on Michelle’s
 face alone had me fevered and the sight of Athena in that
 manner of dress had me rock hard. I licked Michelle foot and
 she straddled my chest and danced her way lap dance style up
 my body and slowly mounted my face and again she said,
“Lick” as she pulled her panties to the side. Athena pulled down
 my zipper on my coveralls and yanked them down she sat
 square on my groin and I felt her heat.
Tammy crawled over no longer in control of herself; she
 had very much become an animal. Michael and Dave were taken
 back so badly they nearly fell backwards and passed out. Tim
 however started massaging his chest and Mitch reached into his
 coveralls and started stroking. Tammy could smell there heat
 and see me desperate to comply, I may have had what they
 wanted but they had what I needed.
There must have been something in the air. At just that
 same time over at the enlisted club Monica and Francesco, long
 time lovers had begun their dance as well. Monica pressed her
 face into Francesco’s queuing him to pull her hair. They had
 been leaning against a palm tree, but with a judo like move
Monica threw Francesco down. Francesco pulled at her hair to
 force her to accept the roll over placing him on top. But Monica
 fought it, rolling her hips and bouncing violently on Francesco’s
 chest. As Francesco became more aroused the bouncing caused
 him pain, he would need to subdue her and service her soon. He

grunted with a ‘uhhn gawd, uhhon gaa’ as Monica dominated
 him. He released her hair and grabbed her breasts, she cried out
 shocked by the pleasure it gave her, her eyes and mouth opened
 wide with the same degree of shock she would have expressed
 had he done it without warning in the middle of a shopping mall
 surrounded by strangers.
Meanwhile Michelle rolled her hips and buried my tongue
 in her ass, as Athena rocked back and forth on my lap. Tammy
 pulled my hand to her breast, interlaced our fingers and
 squeezed her breast. Michelle rolled forward again and shifting
 her hips left to right as she pressed down hard on my face,
 gasped and then gasped again before she let out a moan that
 expressed every bit of what she was experiencing.
As she released her orgasm while rolling in a circular
 motion around my face she smiled and laughed at me as her
 juices poured over my face. Michelle glanced over at Tammy
 and she squeezed her breasts with my hand and tugged at her
 pants with her eyes rolled back in her head. Michelle ordered me
 to suck right at her thigh joints where the tendons contour the
 leg, one then the other. Then she grabbed Tammy and pulled her
 to my face.
Tammy’s expression was vacant of any conscious thought;
 she was driven entirely by her lust. Michelle avoided eye contact
 but helped tammy remove her pants, and once they were off
Tammy positioned herself so as to force her clitoris into my
 mouth as she convulsed and shuttered with ecstasy. Her scent
 was strangely sweet and made my mouth water, she created a
 thirst in me I didn’t think I could quench.
Mike Elper was over with the militants and after serving as
 the authority figure of ‘referee’ in their football game he wanted
 to assert his superior knowledge level. So, he revealed the

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