Chapter 1: A Star is Scorned

Mary Ann kicked her foot impatiently at what seemed liked the 25th rock that she had stubbed a toe on. "Really, Ginger. I don't see why we had to go all this way. We could've gone swimming at the lagoon."

"Aren't you tired of the men hiding in the jungle and gawking at us?" replied Ginger as she carefully pushed plants out their path leading their way deeper into the island. "Besides, here we are."

They stopped at an entrance to a cave, black and forbidding. It hardly seemed the solution to the problem of swimming or laying out in the sun far from prying masculine eyes. "Ginger, is this some sort of joke? This is just the cave where Gilligan thought pirates were hiding."

The "pirates", in fact, turned out to be 3 monkeys and a parrot. It was the parrot that had had Gilligan convinced.

"Gilligan searched the whole cave looking for buried treasure," continued Mary Ann, "Even Mr. Howell didn't find anything."

Ginger didn't say a word, but entered the cave. Mary Ann, out of habit, followed Ginger inside. She was about to complain some more, when the sight of Ginger illuminated by a shaft of sunlight from above silenced her. The sight was lovely as the darkness of the cave gave the sunlight a heaven-like radiance. Ginger posed under it for maximum effect with the confidence of a professional.

Ginger reached up and unhitched an old piece of rope that was attached near the hole in the cave ceiling. As if by magic, an old rope ladder unfurled almost to the ground. Ginger started climbing up the rope ladder, and Mary Ann, burning with curiosity followed. The climb was a little scary. The shaft was long enough that for a time, Mary Ann was completely surrounded by the darkness. Only the bright sunlight from the noon sun above gave her to the courage to continue. When she poked up her head out of the hole at last, she gasped at the sight that greeted her.

Ginger stood in front of the most inviting pool of water that Mary Ann had ever seen. A gentle waterfall fed the pool which lay under the shade of palm trees that even the noon sun could not penetrate. Next to the pool was a patch of sand warmed by the sun.

"Oh, Ginger it's beautiful!" exclaimed Mary Ann who quickly scrambled out of the hole. Ginger came up from behind and carefully pulled up the ladder after them.

"After the excitement was over," explained Ginger, "I came back to the cave to get some peace and quiet. I arrived just before noon and the cave looked as dark as ever. Imagine my surprise, when the cave started lighting up! I looked up through the shaft and then I saw the rope ladder. I couldn't resist climbing it. When I got to the top, I knew I found the perfect swimming spot."

"Oh, it is perfect, Ginger. I'm amazed nobody else noticed it."

"The sun only shines through the shaft for about 5 minutes around noon. None of the guys need know about it."

"Oh it's selfish, but you're right. It will be our little secret," said Mary Ann. She looked around. The pool area offered little in the way of cover. "Is there somewhere private where I can go change?"

"There is a little space behind the waterfall, if you must. Remember, it's just us girls here." With that, Ginger whipped off her dress to reveal her nude body. Mary Ann could not help but stare. Ginger was not shy inside their hut, but it was usually dark. In the bright sunlight, Mary Ann could not help admiring the near perfect female form in front of her. Ginger's tan was free of lines. Her breasts were firm and full, topped by large brown nipples. Her ass was high and perfectly round and was the starting point for a find pair of legs. Everybody in the island had seen her legs, of course, but they seemed all the more enticing when attached to Ginger's nude frame.

Mary Ann did not at all like her reaction to Ginger's body or Ginger's smug, knowing expression. When Ginger stopped posing and dived into the water, Mary Ann let out a sigh that was either from relief or disappointment. Mary Ann considered going back down the ladder. A nude swim with Ginger was just too disturbing. On the other hand, Ginger had been short with her lately and Mary Ann had jumped on the idea of a private swim as just the thing to revive their friendship. On slightly rubbery legs, Mary Ann made her way to behind the waterfall. Ginger could swim nude, but she would still wear her bathing suit. They might be just girls here, but her Kansas-bred modesty frowned on public nudity whatever the circumstances.

Ginger watched Mary Ann step behind the waterfall with disappointment. Would she ever see Mary Ann nude? After a bit, Mary Ann came out of the waterfall in her modest one-piece. It wasn't even an improvement as Mary Ann's bathing suit covered more of her than the skimpy top and short shorts she usually wore. She laid out her clothes in the sun to dry and then seemed to tip-toe her way to the pool.

Ginger casually swam out to the far side of the pool keeping her shoulders below the water. Mary Ann clearly looked reluctant to enter a body of water with a naked Ginger in it, but the exertion of the climb and the coolness of the water overcame her misgivings. Ginger let Mary Ann swim by herself for a while before casually swimming over to her. To Ginger's disappointment and amusement, Mary Ann decided that now would be the perfect time to lay out in the sun. She almost ran out of the pool, grabbed her towel, laid it out on the ground and laid face down on the ground so as to not have to see any of Ginger's nudity.

Ginger sighed in frustration. She had dealt with nervous virgins before, but Mary Ann took the cake. Still beggars can't be choosers. Ginger hadn't had any in 3 years and she was ready to bark up a tree. Her dildo did not cut it anymore. Mr. Howell was impotent, Gilligan was a fumbling boy, and the Skipper was a tub of lard. The Professor had real possibilities, but he barely had the grace to get flustered when she flirted with him. No, Mary Ann, by far was the sexiest piece on this island and Ginger was determined to have her.