This is a story about and older man in the plane wreck rescued by stranded Tahitian lady twenty five years old. She is a tropical paradise island dweller far from other people who has been alone since she was young.
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For some reason I was on the beach. My eyes were barely able to see; the sun was so bright I had to squint to see anything. I was drifting in and out of consciousness; waking up for a few minutes then back out again. I was not sure what was a dream and what was real. My legs would not move as I tried and could feel the sand in my toes so my shoes were gone. I heard seagulls flying around and as I looked up, out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw a person approaching. I blinked my eyes to focus and thought I saw long hair waving in the wind as they ran toward me. I must be dreaming I thought as she ran up to me and was looking down at me. It looked like a small child at first glance. Maybe I'm dead and this I heaven. Was I really dead or? If this is heaven I don't want to wake up; she appeared to be topless and her breast size was not that of a small child, as I squinted to see who it was.
She looked at me for a minute then knelt down and touched my neck. I felt her fingers tips moving gently feeling for my pulse. I was trying to open my eyes wider to see who it was. I could barely see her tanned breast and it was very round and firm and it did not giggle or sway at all as she moved her arms. I noticed she had no tan lines on her breasts. They were perfectly shaped with pert areolas and large nipples. This was no child.
"Eˈlaɪv" (Alive") I heard a voice say in a language I did not understand.
I must have passed out for a long time, but thought I had a dream that I was being taken through the forest on some kind of bamboo sled toward the inner island, and the ride was very bumpy.
Sometime Later on...
I woke up startled, I felt something brushing against my skin. My eyes were closed and when I tried to open them I could not. They were frozen shut and felt like they were burning. I must be out of the sun since it was much cooler and I could no longer hear the waves and feel the wind. I tried to lift my arm but it would not move and I seemed to be paralyzed. I tried again and slowly reached my trembling hand toward my eyes and could feel they were swollen. I felt the brushing against my skin again.
I reached up toward where it was touching my arm with my other hand and I felt something like hair. It instantly pulled back from my grasp. I tried to speak but nothing was coming out. Next I felt a something cool on my lips. I sucked in the liquid that was dripping into my mouth. My throat was parched and felt like there was a knot in it as I tried to swallow. I tried to speak again and felt something pressing on my lips and I could smell a sweet fragrance as something moved close to my nose.
"Kwaɪət" ("Quiet") I heard a voice say.
"What the hell happened to me?" I thought. "Where am I?" I managed to grunt out.
"Kwaɪət, Kwaɪət" ("Quiet, Quiet") I heard a voice say again and I felt something pressing to my lips again. This time I could recognize a gentle young female voice. I was dumb founded.
"What happened?" I managed to say.
"Pleɪn kɹæʃ" ("Plane crash") She said softly.
I could not understand what she was saying.
Next I felt a coolness on my eyes which was soothing. I tried to reach up toward it but my arm was pulled back down. It felt like a small hand was holding my wrist now. The palm skin was so unbelievably soft and warm.
"Stɪl" (Still!) She said quietly.
I put my arm down and then something brushed against the back of my hand and I felt something on my leg.
My legs were held fast.
"Stɪl" (Still) She said louder this time.
I felt the brushing again and managed to reach toward it. As I felt it, it was hair.
I smelled the sweet fragrance again and then liquid dripping into my partially open mouth.
"Swɒləʊ" ("Swallow") She said quietly.
I choked as I tried to swallow and I felt her roll me onto my side.
"Sloʊli" ("Slowly") She said quietly as she padded my back gently.