Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)
[ahem] ....nice try,Jem-but allow moi...
...as the splintered section of hardly-afloat stiff but flexible mast they were clinging desperately to came within swimming distance of the shore,the realisation came to the ladies....there would be no rescue. "Damnit,Hermione-£45 for this perm-and NOW look at it!" Hermione,who was draped across the pole,trying not to swallow,glanced up... "Oh-and you think I ENJOY hanging onto this stiff pole,when I'm totally moist,trying not to get another prick in my hand,do you?!" Gladys looked down-she was totally saturated,her ample assets constantly being soaked by the spray coming from the nearing mass. "Right-let's GO for it!" she cried-and released her hold on the pole....Hermione,realising she'd have to try guiding the massive pole into harbour unaided,let go too. Both women were breast stroking through the raging surf,arriving at the beach together. As they tried to stand,in the shallow wetness,wearing just their skimpy Victoria's Secret underwear,they heard "Phwoooooaar!" from their left,where the headland was. Exhausted,hugging each other,they staggered toward the sound - to find the ONLY other person ever to be stranded on that island,staring at them in amazement. "Oh my GOD!" Hermione stammered..."Look at the size of his tool!" For the island's only resident was indeed holding his spear by the shaft-and it was angled toward the nearly naked ladies. "Who are you-and where are we?" asked Gladys,keeping her arm around Hermione....."Well,now-I'm Jem...and I do believe we're in Heaven!" grinned the king of the island "And bejaysus-I now have a harem!"