"Chris will be with the losers at the dock of shame. The winner gets their asses back to camp. Another hard day is coming for you."

You shook your head in defeat. You walk with your teammates to a place where you didn't want to be. There's not that big of a chance of you leaving, but you fucking despise losing. Especially to the other team which to you, is full of defeated failures and sluts under your control.

Heather who seems to get off on a small punishment by being caged up like a gogo dancer follows behind you. You look at Gwen who you swear had a look on to kill her. The gothic girl finds your ear.

"Hey, you promise to vote that Medusa bitch off the island." Gwen already campaigning to get Heather voted off. You knew you couldn't tell her no. You haven't decided if it would be beneficial to vote Heather or Gwen out yet. A threesome before getting one of them off would be the perfect way to send either one of them home. Both women are two of the hottest sluts on the island. You also needed to find out if Heather will be your full-time girlfriend. A pact you and she made only a few hours ago, demanding an answer from her. You wonder if you'll get it or not.

"Yes, Gwen. I will vote for her. I hope her skinny ass joins all the other voted-out people." You said throwing in a small insult to satisfy Gwen's blood lust.

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