Hannah stretched luxuriously and wrapped her arms around Emily, cupping her breast and snuggling in close.
They were falling into a routine on Dr. Wilcox's island. Hannah and Emily woke up in their treehouse with the first light of the false dawn and made love in what had become their usual fashion. Hannah kissed Emily deeply, and slowly slid her fingers in and out of the blonde's pussy until Emily came. Hannah was always thrilled to feel her friend's body writhe against her and throb on her fingers. Then Emily slid beneath the sheet and buried her face between Hannah's legs, dancing around with her tongue until Hannah couldn't take any more teasing and begged for release. Emily finally relented and dove onto Hannah's clit with abandon, and Hannah screamed out in pleasure.
Emily's curly blonde head emerged, her face glistening from Hannah's pussy, and the two kissed and cuddled. Hannah had never expected to have a relationship like this... had never even known that such a thing existed. What was Emily to her? What would she be when they left the island?
"How long have we been here, anyway?" Hannah asked as she played with Emily's hair.
Emily nuzzled her face into Hannah's neck. "Mmmm... four or five days?"
Hannah squinted out the window towards the first fragment of sun rising over the trees. "Longer than that, I think," she said. "Let's go, we don't want to miss breakfast."
The girls cleaned up and brushed each others' hair. The routine comforted them in this strange environment. It didn't take long to get ready on the island, since there were no clothes, no jewelry, and no make-up. No jewelry except for Hannah's earrings, anyway. Dr. Wilcox let her wear the diamond studs that her father had given her for graduation, and she reached up to feel them in her ears. The treehouse didn't have a mirror, so the girls had to help each other.
"You look great," Emily said, breaking through Hannah's reverie. Emily made a show of checking out the taller brunette from head to toe, and Hannah grinned and struck a pose. Her breasts were solid C-cups, and perfectly matched her ass. The island sun had been good to her, and her tan lines were almost gone.
Hannah twirled her finger and Emily turned in a circle to give the other girl a complete view. "Looking hot, yourself," Hannah said. The shorter girl had a tight, athletic body and B-cup breasts that fit her perfectly. Emily smiled and winked, and then leaned in for another kiss. Hannah obliged.
When they opened the door to the spiral staircase that descended from the tree-house they immediately noticed something new: a pair of small statues on the porch, each about a foot tall and made of bright white rock. The first looked like a child's rendition of the Statue of Liberty: a rough-hewn female figure holding a key in her uplifted hand and clutching a large star to her breast. The base was engraved: "For Emily". The second figure was similar to a dolphin but had no dorsal or pectoral fins, and the eyes were empty rectangular holes. The underside of the dolphin was engraved: "For Hannah".
The girls turned the statues over in their hands. The stone was smooth and polished, even though the craftsmanship looked rough. The figures were heavier than they appeared, and after examining hers Emily turned to leave it in the treehouse.
Hannah hesitated. "I'm bringing mine with me," she said.
Emily set the female figure on the round table in the middle of the room. "It's cool, but I'm not carrying it around all day," she said, spreading her hands. "No bags, no pockets, no thank you. It has to weigh at least fifteen pounds."
"Ok, well let's go," Hannah said, holding her dolphin in two hands. She could lift it in easily enough in one, but it was awkward to carry - her hand couldn't wrap all the way around, and it was pretty heavy.
The girls descended the spiral stairs from the treehouse and down into the shadowy canopy of the thick foliage. Hannah had grown accustomed to the exotic bird calls that greeted them every morning and the cacophony made her smile; the hot moisture of the tropical jungle enveloped her naked body like a warm blanket. The human-like screams that punctuated the night were another story, but Mrs. Carver said they came from outside the compound. It was hard to think unpleasant thoughts on such a glorious morning.
Hannah and Emily walked hand-in-hand until they reached Bag End, the faux hobbit hole where three of their friends were staying. They didn't have to wait long before Nicole, Elizabeth, and Ashley emerged. Every girl on the island was a stunning beauty, and Hannah was truly growing to enjoy the scenery. The five exchanged hugs and kisses, skin to skin, and made their way along the path to the clearing where they ate their meals.
"What I wouldn't give for some paper," Nicole said for the hundredth time.
"And pens, and an an Internet connection..." Ashley said. "And a fucking dildo."
Elizabeth blushed. "You weren't complaining a few minutes ago." Dr. Wilcox strictly controlled their orgasms off the island, but here it was a free-for-all among the students. Hannah's thighs and stomach were sore from the orgasms she'd had over the past few days, and it seemed like all the girls were in the same boat. She hadn't been with any of them other than Emily, but Elizabeth had invited her over to Bag End twice.
Ashley grunted. "Your tongue is great, but it's one inch long!"
Looking at Nicole, Hannah listed what they knew. "Golf. A hotel. Stanley remarrying. A few years left... till something."
"You found out more during one blow job than I have in two years," Nicole said. "Add to it all the girls, the training, the island."
"The weird door at the bottom of Bag End," Elizabeth said. "You should come see it, Hannah. I know how you like Lord of the Rings. Maybe it'll mean something to you."
Ashley adopted a sing-song voice: "Oh Hannah, you just have to come see my hole!"
Elizabeth stuck out her tongue and Hannah giggled. It was then that Hannah noticed that Ashley was carrying a statuette, and the others weren't. Ashley's was a flat, seven-pointed star with an eye at the center.
"You brought yours?" Hannah asked.
Ashley shrugged. "It's kinda creepy. I like it. But maybe I can borrow yours later," she said with a wink.
