Castaway Writer, Part 2
The other side of the island
And so began the courtship of Matoskah and Penelope. After that first dinner they sat on the ledge watching the sunset and talking. She told him about how she used to live on a big sailboat until the big storm in which the sailboat was destroyed and everyone she lived with died. She was thankful for her writing but she missed human companionship. He told her about his life on the sea — but he didn’t mention anything about Daniella.
A few days later Matoskah was walking the beach looking for a good fishing spot when he spotted Penelope walking toward him. She was wearing her bikini. They kept walking toward each other until they were about ten paces apart. They stopped and stared into each other’s eyes.
Penelope then slowly took off her bikini. She was now completely naked save for her writer’s pod hanging by a strap from her shoulder. Smiling, she then seductively removed the pod and placed it on the sand.
He knew what that meant. He put his writer’s pod on the sand then took off all his clothes. Completely naked on the beach, they walked toward each other and fell into an embrace as they kissed like there was no tomorrow. It was not long before they were in the sand making love like horny sea creatures who had just washed ashore.
After the lovemaking and some rest Matoskah went fishing (naked) and quickly caught the dinner they would have together that evening. After dinner they were sipping wine on the ledge outside Penelope’s cave watching the sunset.
After lighting a cigar Matoskah asked a question, “I’ve noticed you walking the beach and picking up items that you put in a pouch. What is that all about?”
Penelope giggled, “I collect sea shells.”
“Seriously? Well, you certainly live in the right place for that.”
“Ya wanna see?”
“Sure.”
Penelope stood up and took his hand, leading him into her cave. They went into the very back of the cave to a room where all the walls and ceilings were covered with seashells. They seemed to be glued to the rock walls and ceiling of the room but they were not glued so that the pretty outside of the shell…
