They have snacks, lunch, and dinner. Somehow, Tracey learned other things. Like clearing up the weeds from the garden. It felt therapeutic. Maybe she should help their gardener too. She also learned to cook a few dishes with limited ingredients and she didn't mind eating rice all the time. This is survival. Tracey needed to learn more about this chore.
"You are doing well," Ian said and stretched his arms. "Let's take a shower and sleep. We can eat later."
She followed her boyfriend. They take a shower together, get naked and start making love quickly on the squeaking bed. She was afraid that it might break. She remembered their hot night in his cabin. She grinned while thinking about it. Ian was currently busy eating her out between her legs.
"Hmm," She caressed his hair. "Do you remember when we made love after I almost got killed?"
He stopped and lifted his face.
"Babe, are we going to have a conversation or make love?'
