I laid there
Stark naked
Upon a beach
Eyes closed
Sun creeping in
Natives appear
They seem kind
Apparently so
Calling my name
Faces familiar
Pulling me up
Body weakened
Steadily waking up
Smelling salt
Slightly burned out
Consciousness waning
Led along path
Blindly following
Approaching a hut
Still walking
Arriving at abode
Door opens
Lights are dim
Entering home
Sitting on bed
Native girl
Blonde and beautiful
Increased bust
Sits close by
Whispering softly
"You've come prepared."
Body energized
Arousal reaches peak
She submerges
Below my torso
Eyes squint
She then tastes
Polliwog nectar
Body then collapses
Yet again
She lies beside
My body
Stroking my chest
As I
Sleep with ease
Looking forward
To better tomorrows.
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