Chapter 24

After dinner that consisted of mostly fruit and coconuts, Nicole stood up. “Okay girls, time to find out who is going to get knocked up next or who gets to try.”

“Oh, me!” Several of the girls called.

“Okay, here is what I want you to do. We are going to take some of Sunni’s clothing tiles.” That was all she could call them. They were actually about one and a half inch square pieces of coconut shells. Sunni had made a large pile of them that she was using to make their clothes, though everyone was now wearing some in one form or another. The outfits themselves were form fitting and trimmed with skirts made of the small black tiles that were interlaced with grass string that, though they were not particularly durable, they did give support and in spite of the materials, were quite attractive. At least Jeremy thought so. Jeremy himself had a skirt made of the stuff and though Sunni had made him a shirt, he hadn’t gotten around to wearing it yet.

“Everyone scratch your initials onto your tile,” Nicole continued. “Give them to me and I’ll put them in Jeremy’s hat.” Oddly enough, Jeremy’s commando-style campaign hat had survived very well in the humid, salty climate. She took the now full hat and handed it to Naomi, who held it up above Jeremy’s eye level. Jeremy reached into the hat, feeling the tiles while the girls held their breath.

He pulled out a tile and handed it to Nicole. “Sunni!” she called out.

“No fair,” Rachel said.

“I don’t know how, but there is something fishy going on,” Sara said.

“Look for yourself,” Nicole said, holding out the tile in front of everyone.

They all grudgingly admitted that it was Sunni’s tile, and that a fast one hadn’t been pulled.

“And now,” Naomi said, “we all draw straws again for the privilege of keeping an eye on Anabell.”

Some of the girls groaned at this, but Jeremy held a handful of straws of dried grass and each girl picked one. Rachel ended up winning the draw this time, and she frowned at her long straw in the firelight.

Jeremy retired to his hut and was joined by Sunni shortly thereafter. She stuck her head in the door.

“Um, it’s okay if I come in, right? I mean, I don’t know. I mean, most of the girls well, sometimes they hang out near here when you were in here with Nicole and we could hear you making love and all that and well, I mean, it’s okay I come in right?”

Jeremy laughed. “Yes, for the next two weeks or so you live here with me so you can come and go as you please.”

“Really, you mean it?” Sunni said.

“Yes Sunni, you’re the current girl I’m trying to knock up.”

“Really? I mean you’re going to do it with me?”

“Unless you don’t want to.”

No, no I mean yes I do but you’re just well,” she knelt inside the dimly lit hut. “I mean, I thought Joe had a big one but you are like huge compared to him. I’m a little scared you’ll hurt me. I know Joe liked to slam his hips and get rough. Are you gonna...”

“Sunni,” Jeremy said, standing up and pulling her to her feet. He untied the ties on her shirt and skirt.

“I mean Jeremy, if you’re like—” Jeremy put a finger to her lips, and she looked up at him with a hopeful yet worried look on her face. He untied his own skirt and let it puddle around his feet. He gently lifted Sunni up, his hands lightly gripping her well-toned ass as he brought his lips to her breast. He sucked gently on her breast. It was a new experience to him because her nipple seemed to be turned in on her breast, leaving a sort of indentation in the center of each of her areola, which were quarter sized disks that rode slightly high on her breasts.

He sucked gently on one. “Oh, oh my,” she said as he tasted her other breast. He lowered her to the fresh palm leaves that was their bed. He licked and suckled at each breast as her hands flailed and then settled on either side of his head. Jeremy dragged his teeth over the curves of her breasts and flicked his tongue over the indentations where her nipples were hiding. “They are inverted, least that’s what the doctor said,” Sunni breathed, “I hate my breasts because of that. I wish I had big, proud nipples like Nicole.

“Your breasts are beautiful,” Jeremy said, kissing her.

“Are you going to, you know? Now?”

“I have a better idea,” Jeremy said. “Why don’t you have a look at it first and get comfortable with its size and how it feels?”

“What do you mean?”

“Kneel right here,” he said, and she got up and knelt. “Now be gentle,” he said as he lay his head in her lap and then she leaned forward. Jeremy pressed his head between her thighs. He brought his mouth to her sweet smelling snatch and gently probed her gash with his lips and tongue. Sunni squealed at first and tried to pull away, but he held her firmly.