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"Cast off all lines and run up the mainsail, matey!" yelled Big Bob Smith and that's how it had started out, as just a two to three week sailing adventure but what it turned into was something else. Bob knew that I had always wanted to go sailing but didn't know anything about it so when he had to make a short trip to the Windward Islands he invited me along to keep him company. It was going to be an easy sail out to the South and East of Florida to visit some of the islands East of Cuba. There was no rush so he had decided to sail down and combine business with pleasure. The rigging on his boat had been designed in such a way that Bob could handle it by himself so my lack of knowledge would not really hinder him.

Every evening he would start the engine so we had power and he would check the Marine Weather broadcast for our area. There had been some concern about a storm but it was very early in the season for storms so he had decided to go ahead with our plans. As Mr. Burns says about the best laid plans of Mice and Men and ours went overboard with everything else. What made it worse was that Bob had gone overboard as well. He had been trying to fashion and install a sea anchor. He had no more than tied it off and thrown it overboard than he was caught by a wave that tossed him over the side along with it. That would have been no problem as he was wearing a safety line but something sharp on deck had severed the line.

So here I was stuck on a sail boat, not knowing how to sail, not knowing where I was nor how to fight the storm that had caught us. As a pilot I knew something about navigation and how to read charts so not all was lost, just me! I knew where we had been the night before but not how far the storm was pushing us nor in what direction. We had lost our mast shortly after the storm had started, it had come on us so fast we hadn't even had a chance to drop the sails, but we had been able to recover the sail and much of the ropes and lines for what good that would do. I tried to do what Bob had said would be necessary by keeping the boat headed into the waves. The sea anchor took care of most of that, all I had to do was check to see that the line didn't rub, try to hang on and not get carried overboard like he had.

When the storm had finally blown itself out the first thing I did was to start pumping out all the water that had come aboard. Much had entered the cabin area and from there on into the bilge. A full stroke on the handle of the little wobble pump was only about 12 inches so it took a lot of strokes. I would pump with one hand until that arm was about to drop off and then switch to the other hand. I had found it necessary to stop several times before the pump finally sucked air. This had taken several hours and I now checked the engine to see if I could dry it out so I could start it again. With power I was hoping I could get on the radio and find out where I was and broadcast a distress signal. If I was found soon enough it might still be possible that we could back track and find Bob also. He had been wearing a life jacket which would keep him afloat so it was still very likely that he was alive and could be saved.

I could find nothing wrong after a cursory inspection of the motor other than water in the electrical system. I dried as much of it as I could and then left the whole compartment open to the air hoping the heat of day would help to dry it out faster. I then started to check over the radios to see if they had survived. With transistors and now microchips radios had come a long way and were not nearly the frail, fragile things they had been. Again a cursory check could reveal nothing obvious wrong so I waited.

While doing so I checked over the supplies that we still had onboard. We had been heading for one of the islands east and south of Cuba to take on water and other supplies. There was supposed to be plenty but Bob had said you always fill up with water when you could as a precaution. With just me there was food for several weeks as long as I didn't mind eating the survival rations he had onboard. Water turned out to be the problem. Somehow most of what was aboard had become tainted with sea water. One of the filling fittings on deck had probably come loose allowing sea water into the fresh water. I now had less than three gallons in the small reservoir that I could use. By being very strict that should last me for up to a week. Surely in that time someone would spot the boat and see our distress or I could get the motor and radio going and call for assistance.

Something had proven wrong with the motor and I had never been able to get it started. With no power the radio was useless also. It was on the third day of being without water that I saw something in the distance that gave me hope. It was a cloud that did not seem to move. Bob had told me early on that this usually denoted a land mass as the land didn't heat up as fast as the water and the cloud was formed from the moist air of the sea breezes that traveled to the land cooling as it would rise. During the time I had been drifting about I had removed the boom and had lashed it to the stump of the mast giving me something to hang sails from. It wasn't as good as a new mast but it was surely better than nothing at all. I now adjusted my course as much as I could to head towards the clouds. If nothing else maybe it was a rain cloud and I could save some of that water.

It is funny how complacent we become about distance. 120 miles is less than two hours on the freeways and interstates but at sea we had thought that was a good days travel. We had not been trying for speed just constancy. After two hours I could see the tops of some trees. Using the binoculars I had to look carefully but I could make them out.

It took three more hours for me to get there. As I neared the island I had to be careful of a reef that surrounded it. I finally found an opening through it and beached the boat not far from a stream that ran into the small lagoon. Say what you want about wines and so forth, that water was the Nectar of the Gods! I had never tasted anything so fine in my life.

At first I just took a few sips and then sprawled out in it. I let its coolness wash over me. After so long I figured my skin could act like a sponge and just soak up moisture from the outside as I fed it from the inside. I didn't want to get sick from too much too fast so I took it easy with just a few sips at a time.

I spent an hour or so of just soaking and sipping before returning to the boat. Now I did the things I should have done before. I ran out the anchor lines after checking to see where the tide was. From the lines of debris that had been left on the shore I thought it must be nearly to low tide so I pushed off the boat until it was again floating, let it drift a bit from shore and then dropped the anchor. From the rear I let down the small stern anchor and then took up some of the slack on the front one again. I soon had the boat anchored between them with enough slack that it should be ride ok during high tide. Now it was time to explore the island.

From the boat I removed a canteen and filled it before checking out the island. Having had my water intake restricted for so long I wanted it available if my body called for it. Exercise calls for more fluids than resting does anyway. As islands in this area went it was a good sized one, over a mile wide and nearly three miles long. I couldn't understand why there was no one living on it, no permanent residences. It had everything one would need, there was a nice lagoon for fishing and shelter for a boat. There were lots of palms for nuts and the thatching. The water was excellent and there were even tubers of some sort growing that were eatable. I found them in a survival handbook that Bob had onboard.

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ISLE D?ESCLAVES ???????????????????????????????? ISLE D?ESCLAVES  Day One ? the arrival. Lauren and Barbara learn the ropes. LAUREN MICHELLE stretched out languidly on the long leather bench in the luxury speedster as the young woman who had met them at the dock steered the sleek 40-foot Silverton convertible out into the open sea. Lauren had changed into a bright yellow PVC bikini on the way to the dock in Lady Barbara Kleinhold?s stretch limo soon after landing at Faa International...

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The only woman on Shipwreck Island

Introduction: What happens when there are 4 men and only 1 woman marooned on a deserted island? The only woman on Shipwreck Island This happened in the late 1950s before technology would have made it easy for us to be found and rescued. My husband, David and I had chartered a small yacht for a long weekend cruise around a large group of small mostly uninhabited islands a few hours run from the port we started from. We shared the boat with another couple that we were friends with and there was...

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Boygirl Mouths of Auvee Island

On Auvee Island in French Polynesia, we are called Mahu while in other lands we might be termed "girly-boy". We are born with some male anatomy but we are almost entirely female. For hundreds of years, we have lived as third-gender females with full acceptance and encouragement of our people. I am Brynn and I am Mahu.Since our mouths are our natural “receiving” orifices, we orally copulate males, not just because our elders have for centuries taught that such unions are appropriate for those...

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Fantasy Island

This erotic story was written as a joint effort by two lovers (forbidden lovers) over a period of 13 months. It is a fantasy story rather than an actual recalling – unfortunately it remains a fantasy to this day – with any luck though… (He writes) So, it starts with a long leisurely naked canoe ride with you lying naked in the front of the canoe facing me, allowing me to enjoy every curve of your naked sexy body. You tease me with a simple caress of your breast, or a tweak of your nipple. Then...

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Aunties IslandChapter 10 Return to Aunties Island

FRED: I have no idea how I let the whole thing happen. It was as if the entire world was conspiring against me, and for some idiotic reason, I just let it all come to pass. I mean, it's nice when things work out, but there had been almost no margin for error at all. Stupid! It was the first week in October. Brenda was in her 37th week, and she was at that stage where everyone wished she would just have the baby and get it over with. Simply getting out of a chair was a chore for her, and...

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Shipwrecked on Lust Island

After six months on her new job, Melissa found herself summoned to Masters’ office. At first she was worried she had done something wrong but the boss quickly put her at ease. “Melissa, you’ve been a great hire and a wonderful asset to the office,” he said. “It’s about time you had a vacation.” “Well, um, thanks, but I don’t really know if I’ve saved enough to afford a trip,” Melissa said. “I thought you might say that,” Masters said with a smile. “I’ve talked this over with your folks and...

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The magic Island

To my friends K. and L. The introduction. The story about young pansexual boy and contains scenes of homosexual, bisexual and transsexual relationship, and about the first porn movies. The events described here took place in the late fifties and early sixties. The first part of my notes I had named as “Island”‘If for the first time in your young life you suddenly awake among mature couples enjoying the exciting atmosphere of an orgy, among women, brazenly teasing you with their vaginas, men,...

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Wedding Cake Island

Earlier Today... This is a continuation of my previous stories: Ingenious Toys, and Dirty Talk. Briefly, this is what has happened so far: I was bikini shopping with Rupali before a trip to Bondi beach when we met Spike, a cute surfer and shop assistant at the surf shop. One unwitting orgasm later and Spike offered to drive us to Coogee instead. Planning a day of fun with him, we agreed readily and before the afternoon was half way gone, Spike had made Rupali come when a session of rubbing in...

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Trapped On Tropical Island

Chapter I : Stranded Sly Walker, who was presently residing in his company now that his mansion was destroyed, decided to have his guardian Professor Ray Korenev take care of Sly Enterprises while he, his girlfriend and his two dogs went to search for William “Spike” Atkinson and Drusilla Buckminster. Professor Ray Korenev was thirty years-old and was Russian. He had short brown hair and brown eyes. He did smoke and drink, but not in the company of his adopted son or Vicky. The Professor has...

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Boygirl Mouths of Auvee Island

Introduction: Effeminate girly-boys and the pleasure of their mouths . . . On Auvee Island in French Polynesia, we are called Mahu while in other lands we might be termed girly-boy. We are born with some male anatomy but we are almost entirely female. For hundreds of years, we have lived as third-gender females with full acceptance and encouragement of our people. I am Brynn and I am Mahu. Since our mouths are our natural receiving orifices, we orally copulate males, not just because our...

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TG Island

You blink slowly as your vision comes back to you. Slowly you get up and look around. A few minutes ago you were having the time of your life on a world class cruise, fucking every beautiful woman you came across on the cruise. However a terrible storm had caused the ship to capsize and you found yourself laying on a beautiful beach of some kind. Other than yourself there appears to be no one else around. Behind you is what looks like a jungle and ahead of you is nothing but sand and water. You...

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A mother and her two daughters vacation together on a women8217sonly tropical island

I disembark from the watercraft and get my bearings. I am standing on a long dock that juts out into the bay where our seaplane recently set down. The dock ends at a smooth white beach, beyond which is a tropical forest and a group of structures rising up among the vegetation. On the far side of the bay sits a stone keep, a lighthouse at its apex. The sun is warm on my skin, the sea breeze cool and inviting. The travel agent was right about this place it’s paradise. With me are my two...

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Daves Australian OdysseyChapter 11 Fraser Island

The drive seemed long, especially crossing from one side of Brisbane to the other, but Peter drove from Brisbane to Yandina. He told Dave how much he enjoyed driving the RV. Neither of them drove it very fast, however, and Dave was pleased that Peter was conscious of how large the vehicle and trailer was. Their break at the ginger factory was most enjoyable, doing the organised tour, which provided them with lots of interesting information about the growing and processing of ginger. Part of...

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Second Timothy A Sequel to STOPWATCHChapter 9 Second Timothy the Island

"Well ... she looked up Government Confiscations and what they sold for in what ever year, found what she wanted, watched back and bid a dollar more ... she bought a nice boat." "What did she get?" "A 67 foot schooner." Wait for it. "For two dollars." "TWO DOLLARS!?!" "Yup. Two bucks." "There must be something wrong with it ... how bad is it?" "Perfect." "PERFECT!!??!!" "Yes ... there's more. "MORE?" "Yup ... six suits, twin diesels, radar, side scan, depth,...

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