Search the beach.

Aliana decided to search for something else on the beach, though as she traveled the shoreline in search of supplies, she soon retreated her decision. As she walked down the beach, nursing her wrist, the sand-covered thong dug deep into her crotch. It felt like someone was trying to sand her pussy with every step she took. To make matters worse, she couldn’t find anything on the beach to us on her arm. No rags, no bandages, not even a first aid kit.

She didn’t find any, though, until roughly an hour later when she saw a body lying on the side of the beach. She rushed up to the body in hopes that it was a survivor, but allies she found a corpse. It looked like it was one of the models from the yacht by the way she was dressed, a light blue one-piece swimsuit with a deep V-cut in the front.

Though upset at the loss of a coworker, Aliana decided to take her bathing suit. She needed it more than her anyway. She carefully removed the suit from the dead woman then made her way to the ocean to wash off all the grime that had gathered on it. Afterward, she did the same with her thong.

She used her good hand to untie the thong and carefully removed it from her body. As the wet sand covered cloth left her lower body, the French girl let out an involuntary sigh of relief. Her inner legs were red from the hike, and ass the cool night air brushed over her now nude body, it felt like small fingers were gently massaging her sores.

Aliana then made her way over to the ocean and rinsed off as much of the sand she could. Sand rubbing against her vagina was one thing sand rubbing against an injury was potentially deadly. Once she had thoroughly washed the thong, she used it to bundle up her wrist, restricting its movement. As she tightened the knot, Aliana gritted her teeth as the saltwater burned her sore arm. Once the pain subsided, Aliana got dressed in the once piece. Thankfully the now dead woman was about the same size as her. Next, she pulled the corps further inland and used a few palm leaves to cover her. With any luck, she could find a shovel or better yet, someone without an injured arm, to bury her. Once Aliana was done, she looked around the beach and tried to decide what to do next.

She couldn’t see anyone else on the shoreline, but the beach was large and seemed to go for miles. It was possible that if anyone else survived, they could have washed up further down the coast. Meanwhile, inland was a very large and very dense jungle. She could find some supplies inland, maybe a plant that she could use to better treat her arm, but it was incredibly dark, and she could easily get lost on the foliage.