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stranded	By : litlbit Category: Individual Celebrities > Christian Bale Views: 4993 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8 The next morning I wake up, I was on my side and I felt arms around me holding me gently. I looked around and then slowly take Christian's arm from me and get up and go outside. I look around and notice that some stuff was knocked down and scattered. My clothesline was still up and the cooking area looked a little bit messed up. Nothing we could fix. I start to clean up it up. Once finished I decide to go down to the lagoon. I grab a spear and take it with me, carrying a basket I had weave and I even made a strap for it so I can carry it slung over my shoulder. I get to the lagoon and walk into the water with my spear. I concentrate and proceed to get 2 good-sized fish. I sit down to rest and pull out my water bottle I have strapped to my waist. Another handy little thing I made. Since we've been here we've made quite a few paths to other places on the island.
I sometimes would walk the paths and one was further into the island, but not on the other side just yet. We were carefully making a path so we could go exploring on the other side of the island. I decided to just take a walk. I also loved collecting flowers that grew here to decorate the house with. I came to the end of the path and was heading back when I thought I heard something. I decided to make the path myself so I pulled out the large knife I carried wrapped around waist. I kept going until I noticed I was on the other side of the island and had made a successful path to see where I was. It was very beautiful there and the flowers were very colorful. "Wow." I said out loud. I picked some and put them in the basket. When I was finished getting the flowers.
I walked the other way and made a path and I came upon something I wouldn't have believed if I hadn't seen it. It was a cliff and I carefully looked down and noticed how far down it went. I was about to leave when I thought I saw something in the water ahead of me. Carefully I pulled out the binoculars from the plane that were in the emergency kit along with a flare gun and etc that I had strapped to my waist and it looked through them to see something that looked like a yacht and then another large boat that wasn't a yacht, but it was large. I watched as one of the men used a gun on the other man and then dumped his body over the side. The other men quickly started to strip the yacht of everything, loading it up on their boat. I watched as the yacht was sunk and tried to keep calm. Then I was shocked when I saw them headed to the shore. I quickly started to run back to the house. I started to run, as fast as I can and finally when I get there Christian was he was making another spear. I sat down and tried to catch my breath.
Even though we both were in good shape now from living on the island I still had to catch my breath. Christian looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?" he set down the spear and waited. I explained to him what I saw and he quickly grabbed the spear. "Christian if they come to our side of the island they might kill us." Christian came over to me and then I told him the rest of what I saw. "We need to hide the house and we need to set traps our something." I had seen a movie called "Shipwreck" In the movie a boy gets shipwrecked on an island and sets traps for these pirates. "Christian those men are modern day pirates, they can't find any trace of the plane or the house." I don't panic, but I'm scared. I watch Christian as he thinks. "We better start now." Christian starts to cut down branches and leaves and we start to cover up the house with them. When we finish we had taken down everything near the house, except where we cook, we just covered it up with leaves, branches And vines to make it look like it wasn't there. We make it look like nobody lives in the area. I sighed a relief, but I'm not going to relax yet. "If we don't set traps we should at least take advantage of the island to use against them."Christian smiles. "So whatcha got in mind?"
I come up with a plan. We are going to wait until the men leave and then we will make some traps that look like cannibals live on the island. Christian and I watch where I was before and the men leave in the boat. "I wonder where all the stash is." I whisper. Christian answers, "I don't know, but I bet it's worth a fortune." I sigh, "If only we could capture them." I smile. "I hope you have a plan." I whisper. Christian nods and we head back to the house, now hidden behind a camouflage of branches and vines we had used. We didn't have to worry about the plane, since we used a lot of it for things we needed. We get inside and latch it. I sit on the bed and wait. "Just so you know it's gonna be a lot of work to do, but I think we can pull it off." I nod, "So we should get started."
Christian smiles and we get started. It was a lot of work and supplying some of my blood for some of the spears weren’t too bad. Christian also used some of his blood. Christian even was smart enough to carve out a tree of what looked like a voodoo god. I was impressed and then we started on the traps. That was the hardest part. We were determined to outwit the modern day pirates. Later that night after we had supper. I was pretty quiet. I couldn't believe I had seen someone actually kill someone. "Are you ok?" Christian asks putting his hand on my shoulder. I don't say anything for awhile and then nod my head. "Yeah, just didn't expect that I'd see someone die like that." I lay in the bed on my back and stare at the ceiling. I turn over and slip my journal from under my pillow; I grab the pencil that's with it and start to write in it. Yes I've been writing it the whole time we've been on the island.
I finish and slip the journal and pencil back under my pillow, I lay on my back and close my eyes because Christian leans in and kisses me gently, his fingers brushing against my small breasts. I moan and respond to the kiss. He turns me over so I'm on top of him and then I position myself so that I can slip on his cock slowly. Christian grips my hips as I start to move up and down on his cock, I tilt my head forward and close my eyes. I stop for a moment to position my legs again and then moan as I continue to ride Christian, letting the tip of his cock slam into my spot. "Oh yes." I whisper in-between moans. I continue to ride him up and down going harder and faster, Christian helping my with his hands gripping my hips. It doesn't take long before I come with a loud moan.
I slam down hard on Christian's cock as he comes in me. I lean in and I put my forehead on Christian's chest, my breathing heavy and rapid. "Oh shit." I whisper. It's been a couple of days since we've done it. I was trying to resist it, but I guess it didn't work very well. I lay there not moving as I feel Christian’s fingers caressing my back. I finally look in his eyes and notice he's smiling. "Thought I'd do the work this time." I whisper. Christian smiles. "I didn't mind." Christian whispered back. I climb off him and lay on my back. I don't say anything, because I'm thinking about what happened today. "You ok?" Christian asks me as he lays on his side and leans in to look down at me. "Yeah." I lie as I think about what could happen if those men find us on the island. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep, even if it's not easy to do. That night I have a nightmare, because Christian shakes me awake and I look at him with wide eyes and I'm having a hard time catching my breath. Christian strokes my hair and whispers,"It's ok, go back to sleep, shhhhh it's ok." I finally fall back to sleep.
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