Island Of Lust

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Daybreak comes much too soon. My body's sore, and I want to sleep. I don't feel particularly motivated to do anything. We're safe here. Maybe it's this idea, that some kind of magic is providing for us? I don't know if I believe it all yet. I do know I finally feel somewhat at ease here on this damn island. I slip out of bed and dress quickly.

When I find them all in the front room, eyes are cast my way. I frown, sensing the off feeling in the room.

"Is something wrong?" I ask.

"No. Why?" Kayla asks.

Of course she says that. She's the only one that doesn't appear somewhat disturbed. I do my best to ignore it.

All of us end up in the training room. I try teaching them how to wield spears. I'm not surprised when most of them complain that it's heavy. What does surprise me are, Kayla, Jess and Aria's natural feel for it. They work in a group of three, and seem to be in perfect sync.

"Good, now, just tilt it up more." I say.

"Like this?" Jess asks, shifting it.

I lean in, fixing Jess's arm. Then I step back.

"There you go. Use it like that, and you'll be able to stab something more accurately." I say.

Training, huh? I never even thought we'd last a week out here. Now here we are, training. I move on to the twins who've taken to using the ends of their spears to jab at each other.

"You guys will never learn anything you keep messing around." I sigh.

"I'm no good at this." Rory complains.

"You won't be any good if you don't try." I say.

"This is kinda fun." Gigi chirps.

"You think so?" I ask.

I step forward, disarming her, and sweep her legs out from under her. I grab her shirt, holding her now limp body up by it. I lower her to the ground, crouching over her. Gigi looks up at me. My sudden attack evoking fear in her eyes. She hadn't expected me to do that.

"Is it still fun?" I ask.

The women around us are silent.

"Is it?" I ask.

"No!" Gigi says.

"The sad thing is, I walked right up to you. A cougar will stalk you, pounce on your back, and..." I trail off.

I take my free hand, and slide my index finger across the tender skin of her throat. Her body shivers beneath me.

"Well, you get the idea." I shrug.

I stand up, and turn my back on her as I walk away. Everyone around us had remained quiet during the small confrontation. I don't even feel bad. It was necessary for more than one reason. Fairness, survival, and social structuring.

They'll need to be able to spear a large animal if one attacks them. When hunting, it's only fair they train in the same skills as everyone else. I can't expect everyone else to carry the twins weight. They need to be just as prepared to protect and provide. I don't know that I'll always be around to keep them safe.

As far as social structure goes... I've noticed everyone's attitudes. Especially after the twins spent the night with me last night. I can't favor them too much. Or let them slack off. That would only hurt us as a group.

Women are already very emotional beings. It's not a bad thing. It's just a fact. Something I have to consider before I say and do things. They're all watching me, looking to me for answers.