Jasmine was still asleep

As he walked back up the beach he began to panic...

What if she had woken? Would she remember what happened? Would she run?

Quickening his pace he reaches the shelter only to find our sleeping beauty still in a deep sleep.

She had a childish smile on her face. Clearly having a good dream...

John realised he had to wake her up. She had not eaten in almost a day and hadn't drunk since he gave her some last night.

Cautiously he tapped her forehead. No reaction.

Perhaps her sleep was deeper than he expected...

Suddenly he feels a cold breeze against his undercarriage...

Wait...

He was so preoccupied with checking on Jasmine he had forgotten to get dressed.

Spinning on a dime he grabbed a suitcase and tried to find some clothes to cover himself.

Then he paused... This was Jasmine's suitcase...

Wet sundresses. A Bible. A book of Mormon...guess that answers that question...

A pair of sunglasses and other womanly objects.