Bide your time

After twenty days on the island, there's still no sign of rescue. Every single day you stare out at the sea, hoping to see ships appear drifting toward you. But there's no such luck. Meanwhile, everyone builds shelters and figures out little niches. Jack leads, although you haven't said two words to him since the crash. That bald guy creeps you out, but he stays mostly by himself. And yet, your mind keeps drifting back to Kate: the secret criminal.

Somehow, she retains her beauty in the worst of circumstances, and you find yourself watching her constantly as your lust builds up. You dream about her. She stalks your thoughts, and finally you can't take it anymore.

Kate isn't a loner, but does her own thing a lot of the time. So when you see her head off on some secret jungle expedition, you follow her. You keep quiet, slipping through the trees and trying not to get distracted by her ass clad in jeans. Finally, she stops by a stream, unzipping her pack. She takes out a wash cloth, and peels the straps of her top down her shoulders. Kate wets the cloth, and you realize she's about to give herself a bath.