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This is a work of fiction that portrays its characters engaging in sex and sex-play. Any individual who is "getting busy" is old enough to do so.
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This tale is tagged as Incest/Taboo and describes sexual activity between siblings. If that type of story is not for you, this is your last warning to turn aside.
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Week 32
Despite the blissful night of stress-free sex with my sister - thanks to Miriam's gift of the tribe's secret aphrodisiac fruit-beverage concoction, I woke up early. My brain was already churning - thinking about what was - undoubtedly - coming - attacks to the north and to the east.
Almost a two-hour hike to the north - at the site where Megan and I had, originally, been stranded on this island, our tribe was actively watching for more landing-parties of kidnappers to arrive. Those groups, most recently, had been targeting Hestia's father's tribe. For whatever reason, her dad was still - despite our evidence and warnings - either unconcerned or unprepared to defend his people against the attacks. We had removed two teams so far - one small and one large - and were waiting to see what the kidnappers, slavers, pirates, or whatever they were - were planning next.
Closer to home - a stone's throw to the east - somebody was actively scouting the lagoons and the entrances to the village. It was possible it was the same group - it was just as possible that this was a second set of individuals.
The fact that the police had discovered Petal - Paul & Naomi's adopted daughter - in a holding area on the mainland suggested that the women/girls being taken were being sold to someone else. Whoever these "entrepreneurs" were, they were seeking human capital that they could sell or trade to the highest bidder - or (maybe) they were just holding them to use for some other nefarious purpose.
Regardless, I was intent on two things: protect the village that had taken Megan & I in like we were family, and do whatever was possible to kill as many of these criminals as we could. We weren't going to stop them - human trafficking is a multi-billion dollar international problem - but we could make them think twice before pulling that shit here.
Obviously, the laws of Panama - however strict they might be - protecting the indigenous people of the islands - were not sufficient to dissuade people motivated by greed or lust - so we were going to have to work to protect ourselves.
These people, obviously, had enough money (or power) to recruit a seemingly endless parade of volunteers to disappear without a trace. Taking the ship - from the first crew - the ones that had brought Megan & I here - seemed to have shut things down for a while. The boat we had recovered - and the police had said was now the property of the village - had been worth a lot of money. That seemed like the best way to damage the attackers' pocketbooks.
I headed to find Hal and caught him as he was leaving for the central fire for breakfast. I told him that I wanted to capture the boats that were dropping off the kidnappers or scouting us. I asked him if we had divers. He said there were a small number of villagers who dove to collect oysters. I asked him if he thought we could build a team - hopefully eight or ten - who could board a boat quickly & quietly. He said yes - but asked how we would get to the boat. I told him to leave that part up to me.
After breakfast, I told the chief that I needed to make a run to the mainland for a couple things to use to fight against the attackers. He instructed me to check in with all of the crew leaders to see if they needed anything while I was going.
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That night, lying in bed with my sister - after sating her lust (and mine) - I rubbed her slightly-rounded tummy and whispered to my son or daughter that was growing inside of her. She pulled me up for a hug - and some kisses that had me wondering if she was going to try for another round.
She asked me about the shopping trip - and then about how I saw the pieces working together. We were new to this whole thing - but she agreed that the risks (and work) would be worth it in the end.
I laid my head on her chest - just below her neck - and she held me close - and I slept peacefully.
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The next day, Joshua and I were up early and on our way. The first challenge was moving the workboat from the hiding spot to the lagoon. The tide was up a little and - even though there was an extra person aboard - we skidded across the shallows without trouble.
Once we got to the docks, I stopped in to see the boss (Alfonso) to ask where I could buy snorkeling & scuba gear. He gave me a couple locations he thought would be the best.
By the time I had finished talking to him, our driver had arrived.
We stopped and purchased the stuff that would need to be delivered first - and then went to get biscuits & gravy. Joshua was smiling ear-to-ear as we pulled up to the diner. He & I stand out from the normal people who eat there and - by the time we were seated - the owner and his wife were headed to our table with our usual meals & drinks. It also didn't hurt that I was a generous tipper.
Since it was just the two of us, this time, I brought Jorge (the driver) in with us. His food came almost as quickly as ours and we ate until we were stuffed.
Back in the taxi, we hit the places Alfonso had talked about - looking for the diving gear I wanted. I bought a half-dozen, each, of scuba scooters, extra batteries, masks, and spear-guns. I also picked up a solar-charging station for the battery packs - and a rebreather for me to play around with.
While I was looking at all of the diving and beach stuff they had, I saw some cool, wooden skimboards - so I swiped my personal card and picked up a handful of those for the village kiddos to try out at the lagoon beaches.
We arranged for all of those items to be delivered to the docks - and then headed to pick up the rest of the supplies - including a couple more hammocks.
