Chapter 6

Jeremy went back to chipping rocks and made what he hoped would be spear points, then he worked on an axe head. When he was happy with it, he looked for a suitable haft in the pile of firewood. He then went to the pile of grass and started spinning cord. It took some time but soon he had a useable length. Naomi approached him as he completed his work. “Okay Jeremy, we have decided to leave Joe and Gary to their own devices. We won’t help them, but we won’t take any action against them.”

“Fair enough,” Jeremy said. “Pricilla will you come here a minute?”

“Sure, what can I do?

“I need some of your hair.”

“Uh What for?”

“It will make this rope stronger and better.”

“My hair?”

“You have the longest hair, and I only need a little.”

“It will grow back,” Naomi added.

“You really need it?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, just not too much.”

Jeremy reached out and grabbed a quarter sized hank of hair.

“Um, Master,” Shannon said “Perhaps that’s not a good place to cut it?” The others looked at Shannon as though she had lost her mind.

“Um, use this,” Jeremy said, handing her the still razor-sharp scraper. “And maybe cut it against this log.”

Naomi grabbed him by the arm and pulled him to the side roughly. “What did you do? Just when I was starting to trust you, and you pull this bullshit?”

“Naomi, honestly, I didn’t do anything. This was something she decided on her own and I tried to talk her out of it. I’m as shocked and embarrassed as you are.”

“If you’re lying to me Jeremy, I swear...”

“Ask her, Naomi.”

“Oh, trust me Jeremy, I will.”

Jeremy set about securing the axe head to the haft after he had braided a length of hair. He then set about cutting the fallen trees into more manageable sizes, closer to six feet in length.

The girls, Naomi, Sunni, and Anabell, were talking heatedly with Shannon. He called over the girls who were still idle and they worked on positioning the logs. This time it was a little bigger shelter.

The four crawled into the smaller shelter while the remaining seven got into the larger. Jeremy lay against the wall as the other girls filled in the remaining space. He could hear the girls whispering and he felt one of the girls roll onto his hip. Her knee lightly pinned his. Her breasts pressed against his arm.

“Jeremy,” the voice was very soft in his ear, “you know I talked to Shannon while we were working and I know you have been working hard to keep us all safe and alive, so let Tiffany take care of you.”

With that she mouthed his ear as her hand slid down the front of Jeremy’s pants. “Mmm very nice,” she moaned in his ear, her fingertips tickling his scrotum. She gently wrapped her hand around his cock and slowly started stroking it, her thumb rubbing the tip of his cock. She increased her tempo as his rod bloated and pulsed in her hand. “That’s it Master,” she whispered in his ear as his breathing became ragged. “Cum for Tiffany, Master, please...” she moaned in his ear.

That was more than Jeremy could bear and his cock exploded in his pants as she milked the last drops out and she slipped her cum coated hand out of his pants and licked it clean in the semi-darkness.

“That was a tasty treat,”” she whispered to him, “next time I want all of it.”

They rested a few more hours before crawling out of the shelter. They all spent the next week nursing everyone back to health. At the same time, Jeremy worked on several projects. The first was tools, the second was a small canoe. It would be an outrigger and he worked on them, mostly away from everyone else. When no one was watching, as he didn’t trust the situation as it stood, and he didn’t want anyone doing anything stupid and running off with all his hard work. He kept the tools in a shallow hole near the cave and the canoe in the stand of cane.