LATER THAT NIGHT: VERSION TWO

A sultry and curvaceous 5'9" Ginger Grant enters the lean-to, placing her hand over Gilligan's mouth so he doesn't wake the Skipper....startling him. "Mmmm, Mary Ann," he mumbles, "your lips and breasts...they're so soft".

"Ssssshhh, it's just me, we don't want to wake the skipper, come outside," Ginger says with a quiet sultry voice.

"It's late....what do you want, Ginger?"

"You Gilligan, I want you!"

Confused Gilligan asks, "Why me?"

"Well, the professor is only interested in science, Mr. Howell is married, and the Skipper is too old, so that leaves little old you...besides I saw how you and Mary Ann kept sneaking side glances at each other on the boat, and I am a woman after all!"

"I knew it....I knew it! Mary Ann told you about her and me and what happened in the jungle!"

"She didn't tell me, you just did silly," said Ginger, kissing Gilligan's lips. "A woman has certain needs, needs that can only be filled by a man." She glances down, noticing his prominent bulge. She massages his boner. "Know what I mean?"