The Island

Gilligan was spent. Ginger and Mary Anne had given him quite a workout.

He was resting in the crown of a favorite coconut tree,

He was able to see the action in the glade.

But if he stayed quiet he wouldn’t be noticed.

The Professor and Mister Howell were having a little play with Ginger and Mary Anne.

They started with a drink and in short order were making some sweet love.

He might be too pooped to pop. But he also liked to watch.

It wasn’t long before they had formed a power ring of Howell, Mary Anne, the Professor and Ginger.

It was something worth seeing, way better than porno movies.

Ginger and Mary Anne were the heart of their little society.

Two incredible babes with an endless appetite for sex were treasures beyond value.

Her unique skill set was also priceless..

What made it all work was the Pill.

The professor had achieved a breakthrough in hormone science.

It was a pill which, taken regularly, that could prevent conception in women.

But society wasn’t quite ready for it.

When he tried to roll it out he was threatened by the church, castigated by Obstetricians, and subjected to a campaign of character assassination.

He was stopped by court order from selling to the public.

The last straw had been that big business bribery had gotten their version onto the pharmacy shelves.

His sole production run had accompanied them to the island.

It was calculated to be sufficient to last out the entire sabbatical.

He was careful not to fall from the tree. Last time he had been compelled to service everyone present and he was a little spent for these four.