Before Jack could try to finish signing his apology the peculiar woman sat herself down in his lap!<br/><br/>"hey, hey," he exclaimed in panic. At least she wasn't angry with him for perhaps stealing any of her things. No doubt she was overly excited about getting to meet another human who hadn't been killed off on this death island!  He was about to ask her how long she had been here marooned on the island and offer her some fish  when... she practically jammed her fingers into his mouth pushing away his up lips looking for what he didn't know!<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">*"Understand you."*</span></span></span><br/><br/>Jack's eyes widened when responded back in Latin... he quickly reached up grasping her fingers away from his  mouth. *"You..."* he began, she began touching him again! *"hey! no! Stop that... that no tha tickles! hay! hmmmmm! leave ....my... face ....hmmm....alone!"* he exclaimed, She howbeit she didn't stop, as soon a she push one hand away, her other hand was touching and caressing him elsewhere! on his face, neck, she had no regard at all for personal space! She was so pale, he wondered if she was an Albino... he wondered where she had learned Latin from! Surely she had to know some other langauges! where was she from? Greece?  Turkey?<br/><br/>"I am..." she paused.<br/><br/>Jack titled his head squinting his eyes... noting the hesitation...<br/><br/>"Trinket."<br/><br/>His gaze lowered downward... it was then he saw written in latin... Trinket on her collar. It seemed bizarre... almost like a demeaning dog collar than a piece of jewelry!<br/><br/>Jack did his best to smile politely,  *"I am..."  he was about speak, when she leaned foward... at first he thought for a kiss! Jack leaned back, she instead nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck... Jack took his a deep awkward breath and glanced away, trying to calm himself down, telling himself he would probably act a little crazy too if he went years without any human contact while marooned this crazy death island maze!<br/><br/>Howbeit then she started licking him... nope... no this was getting too weird. Jack quickly intervened and glasping his large strong hands on waist he physically lifted her light femine frame and gently set her back aways from him reclaimed small bubble of personal space!    Wait? Why was he bleeding.  He touched his neck....<br/><br/>*"oh... thanks you, I didn't realize I was bleeding! it was probably a bat or tree branch,"* he remarked... he supposed she was just trying to clean the cut like animal might... this woman was very strange! he had no idea she had been the one should bitten him!<br/><br/>Suddenly he felt hot all over... damn it! he hoped he wasn't coming down with a fever! It was then felt self aware and self concious of his erection! oh God! his face burned with embarrassment! how?! why?! He hadn't ever heard of strange tropical disease like this before... perhaps this was all just a strange dream and he hallucinating!  was he even talking to a real person! She was too beautiful and other worldly to be real! Surely he was hallucinating! where the odd of him running into another woman in skimpy little blue shift that would come up to him... licking him all over and speaking latin!  Damm he knew he should have cooked the fish more!<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-style: italic">"Do not go anywhere, Delicious." Pearl whispered in his ear. </span></span><br/><br/>Jack scrunched his brows giving her a skeptical glance and laughed, "Are you even for reals?" he asked laughing... but she was real! he felt! her... he heard her speak again! he loosened his collar, fuck he was over heating and he was... he was hard and horny as bull moose during rutting season! Good grief!  What was it that he ate!?!<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-style: italic">"Obey and there will be more. Disobey..." She paused at a jolt of pain. "and I will kill you."</span></span><br/><br/>His eyes went wide, jaw dropped, "At first when she called him Delicious, she was merely teasing him... now he heard and felt her deadly serious tone in her voice! God! she was a cannibal! and probably the daughter to some sort of crazy billionaire who own this private murder island!  It was the only thing that made sense! That where she had been taught latin! God he had to get out of here!<br/><br/>*"O-O-Okay,"* he stammered...  *"I..I I will wait here, just like you say, Trinket,"* he promised and then added.  *Please don't tell your ...your.. um...anyone! they'll take me away and we won't get to see each other anymore,* he pleaded, he couldn't quite say her family or her father, as anyone keeping her on a dog collar and raising her to eat people just wasn't worthy of being called family or a father of any kind!<br/><br/>_____<br/><br/>Jack cringed as heard the horrible screams! He wondered if a new batch of prisoners had arrived or there just were a few more stragglers left from the last group had arrived with!<br/><br/>He wanted to run, but knew he'd never get anywhere, and the chances of him slipping and breaking his head or limbs on the hard rocks were just as likely as him being caught!  Jack quickly put out the fire, waited... nobody came.<br/><br/>God dammit! why was he so damned horny! He couldn't stop thinking about the woman with the wintry main and glowing blue cat eyes! So... so strange! He wouldn't eat that type of fish again! or had been a bug? or bat giving him these strange carnal desires!<br/><br/>___<br/><br/>At the first rays of light, Jack set about gather up anything he could salvage from the destroy hull of the 28 sail boat! Score he found a saw! Knowing his time was short, he ran about, lashing logs together! To help make them more boyant he stuffed all the sorts empty plastic bottles, and bits of discarded white foam blocks into the fishing nets, affectively making to two large pontoons to build the platform for his make shift catamaran.  He rigged up mast and borrowed the spar triangle shaped jib from the inside of the wrecked sailboat.  Ontop of the platform he built a little hut, a hardened shelter from with a blue tarp. Inside the hut, he tied down an old white but still useful igloo cool where he stuffed all the canned goods he could salvage and made another compartment for all the tools he could find, the saw, the knife, a fishing gaffe, a spare paddle, and a compass,  fishing pole and tackle little propane tangs and bunson burner... flare gun and flares, first aid kit!  The next bin he loaded up with as much fresh water as he could manage to store....<br/><br/>Needless to say, Jack worked himself tirelessly through the day and by evening time he was exhausted.   Thankfully he was ready to make his great escape... it was then he looked up and groaned... Low tide... out in front of his great big beautiful creation was nothing but rocks and dry land. Hungry and thirsty, too tired to go fishing , Jack reluctantly sat down on a rock  he pulled out his swiss army knife that he had found opened up can sweet corn. He drank up the sweet juicy goodness and began munching thoughtfully. He wasn't going to make the same mistake again by lighting another camp fire... he wondered where 'Trinket' had wondered off to...<br/><br/>Stiff and sore from all his hard labors, Jack meandered back to the cave and glanced about making sure he hadn't forgotten anything! Oh yes... he found the little metal camping bowl and utensils that he left over from eating the fish from last night... they would come in handy. He wondered how long it would be for the tide to come back high enough so he push his boat out to the ocean! He had to get out of this place!