Silvia arrived with a few leaves to wrap the fish and put it on the coals.

Clarisse was watching her to wrap the fish.

"Our 'royals' are more advanced in their shelters ..." said Silvia.

"Yes, they are. But ours are much better, don't you think? Can I help you?"

"No need. When I'll finish this, I'll washing my hands at the sea and you, with that foot… it is not easy!"

"Joseph has to get me a stick. It's not fair I didn't do anything!"

Joseph and Michael were listening to the conversation between them.

"They will be a very long nights!" Whispered Michael. Joseph smile.

"Why?"

Michael looked at him briefly, looked down and said quietly:

"Because I'm sleeping next to an extraordinary woman!"

"And she knows?" Michael looked up and answered seriously:

"Of course not! Besides, I'm still married ..."

"And she knows that you are STILL married?"

"Of course she knows. What a question, my friend. She and I worked together almost every day."

"Talk to her ... Sometimes life surprises us!"

What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing. Talk to her!"

"Joe ... You know something I do not know? Talk to me, friend. Please! You do not know what it is to love someone for two years, be with her every day, know by heart her perfume, her smiles ... and not being able to touch her or kiss her. God, how I wanted to feel her in my arms ... "

Joseph let out such a big laugh that made the women looked for them.

"Shhh!" Michael blushed.

"Hey. That's not fair. We also want to hear. Speak louder. "

"No way! Michael is making jokes at my expense!"

"What men we were get, Silvia. They just want the fun for them."

Joseph laughed harder and Michael and Silvia blushed.

"I think the fish is ready." Silvia said to change the subject.

"Good, because I'm starving. But where did you learn all this?"

"I made a basic survival course."

"Thank God!"

The sun was beginning to hide at the horizon and covered the sea with orange tones.

Joseph knelt behind Clarisse and hugged her.

"I was missing you. You look tiered, dear!"

He put his lips to her ear and whispered, making her shiver:

"A little. But nothing that your arms and your kisses will not heal tonight. I desperately need you, Clarisse!"

Clarisse closed his eyes and felt his lips kissing her neck and hands to caress her sides...

"Joseph ... Our guests should be here ..."

"I don't want to know!"

"Later, dear. Not here."

"Hooo ... It is unfair ..."

"Behave." And she kissed him on the lips. "I'm getting cold."

"I'll get the coats, love."

When the two groups came together, the atmosphere was strange and no one seemed comfortable. Joseph returned with the coats but not broken the silence.

"For God's sake, aren't you hungry? We all look upon each other as if we were strangers. Clarisse, can I sit beside you?"

"Of course, Agnes. And I'm also starving!"

These words had the power to clear the air among all.

Eating with their fingers, fish wrapped in a leaf and served on a shell ... Joseph carefully removed all fish spines and gave it to Clarisse, on top of a sheet folded in four.

"Clarisse, once Queen ... Queen always! I also want a bodyguard so." Said Agnes, which made Harry look at her enraged. She looked back and returned to settle in Joseph and he smiled slightly.

"We're running bad, men! To compensate, I propose we go to sea to look for water for the ladies wash their hands." Michael said "Someone come with me?"

Paul got up immediately and Harry too.

"Do you come, Joseph?" Harry asked sarcastically.

"Of course you will. Someone has to take care of you." And they laughed all. Half an hour later they were all seated again, near the fire.

"We have to find a time to go tomorrow to the lake. I need a shower and this outfit is dirty." Clarisse shook his clothes.

"Let us two?" Asked Agnes.

"Yes. We have to have the minimum privacy. The difficult will be dry clothes ..."

"Do you really think little sister? Use your underwear and let the other clothes to dry on the rocks ..."

"Thanks for the suggestion, Ruth. You're increasingly helpful!"

"It is even cold. I'll get my coat. "

"Stay there, Silvia. I'll go and bring the other coats." Said Joseph rising. When he returned, he went back to sit next to Clarisse. She sat up slightly, trying to ease the pain in her back. Joseph asked her what was going on and she said:

"I'm tired of sitting. My back hurts. I need to lean."

He smiled, stood up and sat behind her. He stretched his legs and Clarisse sat among them. She smiled and leaned back against his chest. Silvia desperately wished that his commander did the same and Ruth was livid of fury. Clarisse wasn't going to win again. Besides, she met Joseph first. It was as if Clarisse is constantly crossed ahead of her, preventing her from shining. Ruth's anger grew from day to day ... But why Clarisse not simply die? But then again ... Who knows what can happen on a desert island...

"Well, boys and girls, dinner was great but I need to rest. We organize ourselves with the schedules of tomorrow?"

"Me and Joseph can be the first."

"Me and Paul will later."

"We then and finally Harry and Agnes!"

"Alright then. See you tomorrow!" Michael said goodbye and entered the shelter. Agnes and Harry also said goodbye and returned to their shelter. Silvia remained next to Clarisse and Joseph. The Ruth's presence made her nervous and Paul looked like a puppet in her hands.

"I really need to lie down."

"So do I, Clarisse. And you, Silvia? Are you going to stay?"

"No, Joseph. I will too."

"Good night, Ruth and Paul. I know it's rude to let the guests but I really need to rest."

"Sure. We'll also, Clarisse. Until tomorrow, everyone." Ruth rose and Paul followed.

Joseph put out the fire with sand, grabbed Clarisse in his arms, said goodbye to Silvia and entered the shelter. The floor was covered with a thick layer of leaves, two intertwined palm leaves make the door.

"This is so weird, darling. And it's so dark ..."

"I don't need to see you ... My hands know you ..."

"Shhh. Speak low!" She said laughing. Joseph laid it gently on the leaves and kissed her passionately.

"I desperately need you, Clarisse! I want you now!" And he began to unbutton her blouse.

"I miss you!" Clarisse's hands roamed his back and chest. Seconds later, his shirt was also thrown into a corner of the shelter and she moaned when she felt skin to skin.

"I love you!" She whispered.

"I love you more! Clarisse, please… I want you now! I can't take much longer." Clarisse put her hands on his cheeks, pulled him to her and kissed him again.

"So do I, my love!" Without waiting more, Joseph unbuttoned her skirt, she slightly raised his hips and he pulled her skirt gently to her feet.

"Joseph ... and if someone ..."

"It's dark and nobody will come here. It's just you and me, love! And an almost deserted island!"

Joseph placed himself on his knees between her legs ... Slow down, kissed her belly. Clarisse closed his eyes. His tongue licked the entire area around the navel, making her moan. Then he shoved his tongue in the navel ... up and down ... His hands went up her back and, in a second, loosened her bra.

"Jos…" His lips are sucking, licking, squeezing the breasts of Clarisse. She covered her mouth with her hand to muffle the moans of pleasure. Her back arched to closer her breasts to his mouth.

"Clarisse."

"I want you now, Joseph. I can't..."

"My Queen!" He groaned. In a flash, his pants and his boxers disappear in the pile of clothes. His lips returned to deposit electric kisses down her body, taking her almost to madness.

"You're beautiful!" And he kissed her inner thighs, leaving her trembling with anticipation.

"Joseph, please. Stop teasing!" He smiled and with his teeth, he grabbed hers panties and pulled them.

"Ho God ... Joseph!" He was so excited that was painful.

"You are mine, Clarisse!"

In the other shelter, the night was to be, at least, strange. The lively Commander Michael was shy and awkward and Silvia was no better. And to make matters worse, the sounds of the shelter to the side, even muffled, left to imagine what was going on.

"What a day, huh? I'm really tired."

"True, it was a hard day."

"But it end well."

"Yes, yes. And you and Joseph did an extraordinary job."

"Thank you, but your work was also fantastic!"

"Well, maybe better sleep ..." A loud laugh from Clarisse, startled them.

"I scared me." Silvia said with her hand on her chest.

"Me too." And they were followed by a few more minutes of awkward silence.

"Well, until tomorrow."

"Until tomorrow, Silvia!"

The next few days passed quickly and the group tried to establish objectives: to improve shelters, search the beach objects usefully, organize tasks and schedules, establish ties ... At the top of an escarpment, kept a pile of wood, plastic and green leaves, created on purpose to produce black smoke, if you see any ship near the island.

Their clothes were torn and in bad condition, the frizzy hair, beards to be done, dirty nails... Their skin had a golden tone and they were all thinner. Furthermore, the cold increasing every day and it rained nearly every day, although in small quantities. Hunger and thirst were taking them common sense. They are in troubles!