Chapter 7

Naomi walked up to Jeremy as everyone came out, stretching and shaking the grit off their bodies. “Have you been to the top of that peak?” she asked, pointing.

“Yes, but only briefly, to get the lay of the land.”

“Can we go up there now?”

“Yeah, sure. In the meantime, maybe we can get the girls to make some more rope.”

He showed the girls how to make the braided grass rope and then the two of them, Jeremy and Naomi, walked to the end of the island. They made their way up to the top of the stone pillars.

“Look,” Naomi said when they reached the summit, “I’m not happy about the whole Master/servant thing. Maybe it’s a black thing, I don’t know, really, but you didn’t ask for it and I think more than a few of those women will embrace it. What I want to know is are you okay with it, that you won’t abuse it.”

“I think it’s just something I’m going to have to deal with,” Jeremy said.

“Good, so long as you’re not comfortable with it, that’s good.”

“Hey, where did that come from?” He pointed to an island maybe half a mile away to the west that looked bigger and the foliage was more lush.

“You think we could move camp over there?” Naomi asked, shielding her eyes with her hand.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“What I was getting at was as long as you’re good and decent and don’t get used to the whole Master/servant thing, I, for one, wouldn’t mind a little quality time with you.”

“What, like a date or something?” Jeremy sputtered, disbelieving.

“Long walks on the beach and maybe a little cream in my coffee.”

“Huh?”

“Look Jeremy, odds are we are going to be here for a while. You have eleven women who will be sharing the Island with you, several of whom Hero worship you and they will all probably want a turn with their hero even while some of them might have other tastes. They all have needs and desires and if I can convince them or make a way for it to be fair, hopefully once we get settled, you will have more free time. Of course, everyone will have to share.”

“What the heck are you talking about?”

“You don’t know?”

“NO! What the heck are you talking about?”

“Sex, Jeremy, you’re going to have at least a half-dozen women wanting to get you in the sack.”

“Not while there is a crisis. Uncle Edward says hormones should be ignored.”

“Who is Uncle Edward?”

“My uncle, he was a medic with marine recon. He was also a SEAL. He’d take me out in the back 40 and then invite over a dozen or so girls to wiggle and shake while I completed various tasks. He’d let me mingle after I completed each one for a bit and then it was another task. He’d do his best and make sure the girls did their best to make it as distracting as possible for me and I’d have to finish five or six difficult tasks in an evening, and it would get really wild and raunchy by the end.”

“That explains your restraint.”

“What are you talking about?”

“These girls, these women have been throwing themselves at you and yet you haven’t stopped working.”

“That’s because there is so much to do.”

“Look, when things settle down, all the girls or at least most of them will want to spend time with you. Mostly because you’re so darn sweet and nice. Why haven’t any of them tried to scoop you up before now?”

“Well, I was busy with school and I’m not rich and I’m not connected, well, with anyone.”

“Sounds like a bunch of superficial assholes.”

“For the most part they are, and a snooty, conniving, backstabbing group I ever met it was just more. It was just better if I ignored them and concentrated on my studies.”

“And from what I’ve heard, it’s really difficult to break your concentration.”

“My dad and uncle worked hard so that I can concentrate under almost any condition.”

“Look, we’ll talk after the move, okay?”

“Sure.”

“Good, let’s go. We’ll need to build a raft or something.” They climbed down the rocks and walked back to the camp. The sun was setting, so he sent most everyone to bed. A few people stayed up talking. Shannon came and sat down next to Jeremy.

“Master, thank you so much for all that you have done. Is there anything I can do for you tonight?”

“I’m fine, Shannon, thank you,” Jeremy replied, “just need some time to think is all.”

“As you wish, Master, but if you desire anything, please think of me.”

“Of course I will, Shannon,” he smiled in the early darkness. Sunni curled up next to him and they all rested, Jeremy half dozing to the sound of the surf breaking on the reef.

It was later, how much Jeremy didn’t know. He heard a scream. He rose. “Master, is everything all right?” Shannon asked.

“I don’t know, Shannon. Stay here with Sunni and if I’m not back soon, wake Naomi.”

“Yes, Master.”