Chapter 26

Jeremy quickly moved down the forest path to the area where he had found the old Japanese base. He hurried to the hangar and examined the aircraft. The paint was bubbling, but the plane didn’t seem to be horribly damaged by over half a century of neglect. He didn’t really know enough about planes to really check the controls, but he did get up into the cockpit. It was occupied by another skeleton.

He gently removed the corpse and put it outside of the plane. He finally sat down and wiggled the stick. There was resistance a little when he moved it, but in one direction it didn’t and when he pushed the pedals, there seemed to be good resistance with those as well. Seemed to be mostly okay, he thought, though Naomi would know better. He walked around the grounds and found what appeared to be a graveyard. He collected the bones of the various bodies and placed them in a shallow grave in the graveyard grounds.

Jeremy walked over to what appeared to be a machine shop. Most of the major tools seemed to be rusted beyond repair. But there was a large sealed box made out of concrete with a steel lid that was rusted. But intact and with the help of a pry bar and a badly rusted wrench, he removed the bolts and lifted the lid. Inside, on wood horses, were three rotary aircraft engines.

He looked around some more. There was a wooden box that was mostly rotted, but inside he found a propeller. There were more boxes, apparently spare parts. He found a box of tools that were not in too bad shape. Fuel, he thought, but it’s a start.

The sun was well past its zenith when he stepped back outside of the dimly lit building. Jeremy walked back out of the overgrowth and found a path back to camp.

“What are you doing, Shannon?” he heard as he neared the campsite. He followed the voice. He found Shannon and Tiffany near the beach. Shannon was working with a foot long length of wood on a boulder.

“Well, if you must know, I’m making a dildo.”

“Well, it’s not very good.”

“How do you know Tiffany? I’m not even done yet.”

“It’s a piece of wood, Shannon.”

“Yeah, tell me that when I shove it up your ass, bitch,” Shannon replied.

“No need to get huffy, Shannon.”

“Sorry, it’s just that this is frustrating and not exactly ideal.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, actually, I could use some of those sharp rocks that Jeremy has, but he keeps them all and I don’t want to fuck them up. We really kind of need them for more important shit.” Shannon said.

“You could always ask him,” Tiffany suggested.

“Mmm, I could maybe, while you’re blowing him, god, his cock is nice, don’t you think?”

“Fuck yeah,” Tiffany said, “his cum is so good and gooey, never mind his cock is so nice and big.”

“I still like sucking pussy better,” Shannon said “but sometimes a little poke in the hole is what a girl needs.”

“Yeah,” Tiffany said, “I’ve had an itch for quite some time.”

“Have you now, Tiff? Maybe I’ll let you try this baby out after I’m done.”

“We should make more than one, you know, different sizes.”

“I’d love to get a big one to shove into Anabell and watch her squirm on it.”

“Me too,” the other girl laughed. Jeremy turned down the path and a few moments later ran into Naomi.

“Hey,” Naomi said.

“How’s my favorite mocha goddess?” Jeremy replied.

“Mmm, flattery will get you anything stud,” Naomi smiled, her eyes drifting to Jeremy’s crotch.