attempts to cheer her up.
At first, John thought that having
more people here would create more work for him, but Hailey had been a
tremendous help. He showed her the location of all the fruit trees he knew of
so far, and showed her how to catch fish. Some days she took on the water
boiling chore, and some days John did. They had some long talks, and were both
starting to think of each other as friends.
"I know we shouldn't bathe in
the water we drink from, but I really need to wash up somewhere," said
Hailey. "I know, me too," said John. "I think I know of
somewhere. Do you want to go now?" "Sure," said Hailey.
"I'll tell Katie we are going." Hailey walked over to the hut where
Katie spent most of her time, and let her know that she and John would be gone
for a while. They headed in the direction of the beach. This is a good idea, thought John, we are both getting a little rank. John knew that he was
way overdue for a bath.
Once they arrived at the ocean, they
walked south, or what seemed like south in their old world. In the area which
formed a pool, there was one end that was separate from the main part of the
larger pool. It was only a couple feet deep, and had rocks and coral separating
it from the rest of the main pool of water. They both walked in and sat in the
sand, with water up to their chests.
John leaned back and began to soak,
running his fingers through his hair. It was matted and dirty, and it was hard
to get his fingers through it at first. He repeated the process with his beard
and could see the dirty water running down his chest. As he began to scrub at
his skin with his hands, he could see the dead skin, mixed with dirt, starting
to roll up and come off.
While John was bathing, Hailey was
having her own scrub fest. Like John, she only had the clothes she was wearing
when she got here. She got in the deepest water she could find, then turned her
back to John, and took off her shirt. She had stopped wearing her bra days ago.
She swished her shirt back and forth, then wrung the water out of it, repeating
the steps several times. She put her shirt back on, then took her jeans off and
washed them as well.
Sneaking a few quick looks, John
followed her lead. He took off his boxers, which were well-worn and grungy
looking, and rinsed them out repeatedly. "I'm glad you talked me into
this, Hailey. It feels pretty good," said John. "I know. We are going
to have to do this more often," said Hailey.
After they both got their clothes
washed, rinsed, and back on, they sat in the shallows enjoying the water.
"You look a lot better cleaned up," Hailey said. "You don't look
half bad yourself," John playfully shot back. "We probably should
make a fruit run, on the way back. Don't you think?" said John.
"Sounds like a plan. Let's enjoy this for a while though," said
Hailey.
As time went by, John could feel the
sun starting to burn his skin. "I'm starting to burn a little." said
John. "OK," said Hailey, waiting for John to get up first. When he stood
and looked down at his legs and arms, he noticed he was much darker than when
he first got here. "Another month or two here, and I'm going to be as dark
as you are," said John, smiling. "I kind of doubt that," said
Hailey, with a polite chuckle. As Hailey stood up, John couldn't help but
notice her breasts showing through her wet T-shirt. Even though he was trying
not to stare, Hailey couldn't help but catch the lingering glance.
When John wasn't watching, Hailey took
advantage of looking him over too. This was the first time she had seen him
when he wasn't grimy and stinky. She already liked his personality and enjoyed
their many conversations, but now she was starting to appreciate his appearance
in a way that surprised her. As they walked away from the beach, John held his
arm next to hers. "See, I don't have that much to go to catch you,"
he joked, comparing his skin color to hers. "Whatever," Hailey said,
smiling.
On the way back, they stopped by two
fruit trees,
At first, John thought that having
more people here would create more work for him, but Hailey had been a
tremendous help. He showed her the location of all the fruit trees he knew of
so far, and showed her how to catch fish. Some days she took on the water
boiling chore, and some days John did. They had some long talks, and were both
starting to think of each other as friends.
"I know we shouldn't bathe in
the water we drink from, but I really need to wash up somewhere," said
Hailey. "I know, me too," said John. "I think I know of
somewhere. Do you want to go now?" "Sure," said Hailey.
"I'll tell Katie we are going." Hailey walked over to the hut where
Katie spent most of her time, and let her know that she and John would be gone
for a while. They headed in the direction of the beach. This is a good idea, thought John, we are both getting a little rank. John knew that he was
way overdue for a bath.
Once they arrived at the ocean, they
walked south, or what seemed like south in their old world. In the area which
formed a pool, there was one end that was separate from the main part of the
larger pool. It was only a couple feet deep, and had rocks and coral separating
it from the rest of the main pool of water. They both walked in and sat in the
sand, with water up to their chests.
John leaned back and began to soak,
running his fingers through his hair. It was matted and dirty, and it was hard
to get his fingers through it at first. He repeated the process with his beard
and could see the dirty water running down his chest. As he began to scrub at
his skin with his hands, he could see the dead skin, mixed with dirt, starting
to roll up and come off.
While John was bathing, Hailey was
having her own scrub fest. Like John, she only had the clothes she was wearing
when she got here. She got in the deepest water she could find, then turned her
back to John, and took off her shirt. She had stopped wearing her bra days ago.
She swished her shirt back and forth, then wrung the water out of it, repeating
the steps several times. She put her shirt back on, then took her jeans off and
washed them as well.
Sneaking a few quick looks, John
followed her lead. He took off his boxers, which were well-worn and grungy
looking, and rinsed them out repeatedly. "I'm glad you talked me into
this, Hailey. It feels pretty good," said John. "I know. We are going
to have to do this more often," said Hailey.
After they both got their clothes
washed, rinsed, and back on, they sat in the shallows enjoying the water.
"You look a lot better cleaned up," Hailey said. "You don't look
half bad yourself," John playfully shot back. "We probably should
make a fruit run, on the way back. Don't you think?" said John.
"Sounds like a plan. Let's enjoy this for a while though," said
Hailey.
As time went by, John could feel the
sun starting to burn his skin. "I'm starting to burn a little." said
John. "OK," said Hailey, waiting for John to get up first. When he stood
and looked down at his legs and arms, he noticed he was much darker than when
he first got here. "Another month or two here, and I'm going to be as dark
as you are," said John, smiling. "I kind of doubt that," said
Hailey, with a polite chuckle. As Hailey stood up, John couldn't help but
notice her breasts showing through her wet T-shirt. Even though he was trying
not to stare, Hailey couldn't help but catch the lingering glance.
When John wasn't watching, Hailey took
advantage of looking him over too. This was the first time she had seen him
when he wasn't grimy and stinky. She already liked his personality and enjoyed
their many conversations, but now she was starting to appreciate his appearance
in a way that surprised her. As they walked away from the beach, John held his
arm next to hers. "See, I don't have that much to go to catch you,"
he joked, comparing his skin color to hers. "Whatever," Hailey said,
smiling.
On the way back, they stopped by two
fruit trees,
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