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It rained for most of the night. Clarice and Silvia slept between the two men, trying to keep warm. The sound of thunder woke Clarisse before sunrise. Without opening his eyes, leaned over to Joseph, trying not wake him up.

"Good night dear." he whispered.

"I thought you were sleeping, I'm sorry"

"It does not matter. I'm starving and you?"

"Also, but the cold bothers me more. I feel weak, dear. I think we will not get out of this island. We're here for so long and I never even seen a ship, not even in the distance." He wrapped his arms around her solders and kissed her forehead.

"I think you're right, love. But…"

"Joseph. Clarisse. Come out, please. It's a plain." Cry Agnes. Joseph and Clarisse left the shelter, followed by Silvia and still half asleep Michael.

"Where?" Asked Joseph looking at the sky in every directions.

"There. Can't you see?" And Agnes entered Clarisse's shelter while others looked to the sky. Ruth did not leave the shelter entrance but Harry and Paul were also into the rain and look at the sky. Agnes came out and, as no one could stop her, fired a flare.

"Why did you do that? You're silly? Is that a commercial plane. They did not see us, not even the whole island was on fire!"

"Be careful how you speak, Joseph!" Paul said angry.

"Why? This may be our salvation and this woman has spoiled one. That stupid!" Joseph was truly upset. Clarisse looked at him, not knowing what to say. It was so rare it be rude...

"Ask her pardon now!"

"What? You got to be kidding me." And without thinking twice, Paul gave a violent punch in Joseph, which threw him to the ground.

Caught by surprise, Joseph grabbed his jaw. Clarisse sank to her knees next to him. Michael grabbed Paul's arm and pulled him back.

"What the hell was that? Are you crazy?"

"I ... He was rude and I ..." Paul said and looked down.

Joseph rose and embraced a frightened Clarisse.

"I'm too old for this shit!" And he returned to the shelter. Clarisse followed. Harry turned back and went to the other shelter.

"I think it's a great idea if you ask him forgiveness." Said Michael, grabbed the hand of Silvia and joined Joseph and Clarisse at the shelter. Paul stood, looking at the floor when a hand touched his chest, making him to look up.

"Thank you." Agnes whispered. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and joined Harry and Ruth.

"Joseph, I'm so sorry! I don't know what the matter with him…"

"Please, Michael, don't apologize. It's not your fault. In fact, it's no one fault. We are tired and frightened." Clarisse lit up the flashlight and pointed to Joseph jaw.

"He hit you well. It's getting red. "

"Well, at least for a few days I will remember not to be rude."

"I suppose so, love. Now lie down and let me touch you. I'm cold and we do not have dry clothes."

"Clarisse ... I gave everything to get you out of this situation. Everithing! Even my own life!"

"I know, honey. I know."

"When brighten the day, we have to make a fire. We have to dry clothes quickly."

"Of course, Michael. We do not have much dry wood in the cave, but we'll bring more and let it dry near the fire. And we have to share with our new neighbors."

"That's not fair." Silvia said. Clarisse pointed the flashlight at her and noticed that she was cuddled with Michael and he had his arm around her shoulders. Clarisse smiled. She was happy to see that they were together. But Silvia was embarrassed and Clarisse noticed.

"Clarisse, I'm sorry… Me and Michael ... We do not ..."

"Silvia, please! I'm so happy for you both. Michael is a fantastic man and deserves to be happy. And you're an extraordinary woman and you deserves he make you happy!"

"We…" Silvia started to speak but Michael grabbed her chin, turned to him and kissed her on the lips.

"I'm so relieved to no longer have to hide!"

"Hide from whom? And why?" Asked Joseph. Clarisse hugged him around the waist and laid her head on his shoulder.

"Come on, Joseph. I'm still married and despite our situation, Clarisse is the QUEEN!"

Clarisse laughed.

"Michael, the Queen is a widow and sleeps with her Head of Security ... I think we're the same."

Everyone laughed.

"The sun rose and it stopped raining. And if all of us went out collecting wood to the fire? I'm too cold and if we may move on the cold will pass ..."

"I agree with you, Silvia. Do not you think, guys?"

"It's ok." said Joseph. "And when we get back, I will apologize Agnes. I was rude and impolite."

"I think you do well, love. Now we will work. I'm going back to wear the skirt and shirt, I can't go looking for wood with one coat only."

"You can, but you stay so sexy that I think I wouldn't be able to take my hands off of you." And Joseph kissed her neck.

"Hmmmm ... Joseph... If not you stop now, we will leave Michael and Silvia VERY embarrassed!"

"Damn, woman! Alright. Let's warm us otherwise then."

In the next four hours, they collect wood, leads, lianas, water and fruit. Joseph went to the river to check the traps but none had fish. Silvia and Clarisse were to the rocks catch some seafood. One time when Joseph and Michael left some wood in the shelter, Paul was there waiting for them.

"Joseph, I'm sorry! I do not know what went through my head."

"That's OK. You had reason. I was rude and it has no excuse!"

"So ... Apology accepted? Are we good? Can I help you?"

"Of course, Paul. And you better talk to your group. It's time to get up and look for firewood and food. We will not work for them."

"What you guys are doing?"

"Let's make a porch covered for the rain did not extinguish the fire. So we can dry clothing, more wood and boil water."

"I have to wake them up and then I will come to you. And thank you, Joseph!"

"You're welcome!" When they're about to leave, Clarisse and Silvia arrived.

"We have lunch!" Said Silvia proudly.

"That's my girl!"

"And mine!" Grumble Joseph.

"Ho my… So protective, my love!" And Clarisse kissed him passionately.

"I'll miss your wild side when we return to Genovia!"

"Why? Are you thinking of tame me, as Mabrey suggested?"

"Never, Ma'am! I'm completely mad about you!"

"How gross! Don't you think you are old enough to avoid scenes so degrading?" Ruth! Clarisse closed her eyes. Only her voice was enough to irritate Clarisse. But this time she wasn't going to win. With a slight smile, Clarisse opened her eyes again and, without departing from Joseph said:

"Why, Ruth? You do not remember how?" Clarisse licked Joseph's lips with her tongue. Then, his jaw and ear.

"You can't imagine how it feels the lips of this man burn your neck with kisses while his hands unbuttoned your shirt..." Ho boy ... Joseph was getting VERY interested in the conversation...

"And when their lips down through your chest until his tongue scroll your nipple for him licking and sucking ..." Ruth was completely enraged. Her eyes followed every movement of the hands of Joseph in Clarisse's body.

"Then he grabs you by the waist and rolled a hand in your hair while claiming your lips. He pull yourself so hard to him that is impossible not to feel ALL the muscles... ALL his excitement... your heart beats so hard that you're afraid it will rip your chest. Then he gets up and grabbed you by the waist, guides your legs to his hips and pinned you up to the wall... And he makes love to you… And you scream his name over and over again… All night long!" Michael swallowed. He was in love with Silvia, but Clarisse was a beautiful woman, with a body that will make the transit stop. Moreover, her voice was so sexy ... He took a deep breath ... If Silvia or Joseph suspected, he was a dead man! But Paul and Harry were having the same problem. The sweet Clarisse's revenge makes the four men to forget the cold. Joseph could not hide a tremendous erection, so it remained carefully behind Clarisse. She was so angry with Ruth that she forgot they were other people around and now there was nothing to do about it!

"You bitch!" Ruth cried.

"Really? Well ... But he's MINE. So leave us alone. We do not care about you at all!"

"Are you sure? Yesterday it did not seem like that."

"I'm pretty sure, my dear!" Ruth turn around and hit Agnes how was approaching the group.

"Out of my way!" Cried Ruth.

"What… what's the matter with her?"

"She's mad… That's all."

"Agnes." Said Joseph BEHIND Clarisse.

"I'm sorry. I was rude and Impolite. Please forgive me."

"Of course. I understand. Well, I'm here to help. What can I do?"

"Come with me, please. We need lots of leaves for the porch and for the shelters."

"Of course, Silvia. Lead the way."

"I'll go, too!" Said Paul.

"I'll go check on Ruth…"

"Harry, we need help. Let her go. Maybe she will commit suicide." Said Michael.

"Well, if she needs some help, I'm delighted to help her!"

"Ha ha ha. Keep dreaming, Clarisse!"

"Where is she?"

"At the sea. Maybe a shark…"

"Joseph! You're worse than me!"

A scream echoed through the beach.

"It's Ruth!" Harry stood up. "Go on, move. She needs help! What are waiting for?"

"Are you silly or what? Go you. I do not move from here."

"Me neither." Harry looked at the two men, furious.

"Then I will. One can't expect anything from commoners."

"Go, Harry, run. She needs help." Laughed Clarisse.

Harry ran up the beach and found Ruth, trying to get out of the sea and screaming in pain.

"Help me Harry. I stepped something and can't stand the pain."

Harry entered the water and grabbed her in his arms. Brought her nearly passed out to the shelter and lay her down.

Ruth fainted and Harry rushed to the other shelter but it was empty. He returned to be with Ruth. Her foot was red and swollen. breathing was heavy and irregular.

Almost an hour later, Clarisse, Agnes and Paul returned to the camp.

"Where have you been so long? Ruth is very sick. We have to do anything." Agnes looked at Clarisse but said nothing.

"We'll see..." Clarisse said. The others followed her. Harry pulled back the door. Ruth was lying at the entrance of the shelter, unconscious. Ruth whole body was swollen and breathing was irregular.

"Ho my God. Paul call the others, please."

"Of course."

"What happened?"

"I don't know. She said she stepped on something and could not stand the pain and then fainted. And didn't wake up yet."

Clarisse tried to see if she had something stuck in the feet or on the legs but found nothing except a small bite, almost black in her ankle.

"I do not understand, I see no thorns, only this point."

"What is that? I think she has a fever ..."

"She's on fire. We have to get her wet to lower her fever." The others arrived and Clarisse explained what had happened.

"But what crossed her mind to go bathing in the sea? She's crazy!" Joseph said.

"I don't know what to do. Her breathing is weak." Clarisse whispered.

"We can't help her, Clarisse. We will continue our work. We need heat and dry clothes."

"You're right, Michael. Let's hope she recovers."

The only person, who was with Ruth, was Harry. All the others continued with normal tasks. Shortly after and for general relief, the fire was lit and the clothes hanging around.

"Clarisse! Clarisse!" Cried Harry. Clarisse rose and walked to the other shelter.

"Clarisse, I think… I think she's dead!"

"What?"