Island Fever Ch. 30

"Could you be jealous, or resent Trish at all, for some of the things she has said to me over the past few days?"

"Not at all," Kristanna answered. "Trish is one of my best friends on the island. Besides Devvy, she IS my best friend. Trish would never do anything to come between us. I applaud her for being so honest and forthright with you."

"What about Amy?" I wondered.

"Amy is an entirely different story, but basically the same end result as Trish," Kristanna offered. "I fully believe that Amy NEEDS you in her life, Jeremy. Without you around, she would stop taking her medication and go right back to the damaging habits and routines in Ohio that put her in this predicament to begin with."

"So you are saying that Amy should stay with us?"

"I believe Trish and Amy should both be given the opportunity to stay with us," Kristanna corrected me.

"That would never happen," I advised her. "Do not forget that Trish and Amy are not on the best of terms. They never really have been. Trish still blames Amy for a lot of the fall-out she had with Lindsay. I could never envision Trish peacefully co-existing with Amy on a long-term basis."

"I think they should both be offered the opportunity to stay," Kristanna reiterated. "I cannot envision both of them co-existing together, either. Just because we make the offer does not necessarily mean that both of them will take it. In reality, I think only one will take it - Amy. Trish will want to stay, but she will decide not to because of Amy. She will take the money and go back to Canada to resume her life. But I still think we should make the offer to both of them."

"What does Devon have to think about all of this?"

"Devvy wishes everyone could stay," Kristanna responded. "Everyone except Pamela and Camille, of course. Devvy is a fun-loving girl. She loves being around others and making them happy. Devvy would be fine with Trish or Amy, or both."

"So we need to talk to them," I surmised.

"Yes, we do," Kristanna agreed. "So just picture it, Jeremy. You could wind up with two wives - me and Devvy - and then a full-time sexual submissive on the side in Amy! You would be the envy of every red-blooded man in the world."

"I never thought I'd say that about myself..."

Kristanna smiled at my words. "Are you in good shape?"

I gave her a curious look and countered, "Why do you ask me a question such as that?"

"I'll race you!" Kristanna answered, her voice full of zest and enthusiasm. She pointed toward a large, majestic tree about 150 feet away from our current position. "I'll race you over to there! How about it?"

"Wanna put a wager on it?"

"Sure," she replied. "What do you have in mind?"

I grinned at her. "If I win the race, you suck my cock. If you win the race, you suck my cock."

Kristanna giggled and said, "That's a one-sided bet!"

"It's one I can't lose, either way," I told her, before sprinting off toward that tree.

"HEY!" Kristanna protested as I left her in the dust. She began running after me and exclaimed, "Wait for me!"

Once I eventually allowed Kristanna to catch up with me, and then pass me, I smiled to myself as she was the first to reach the tree. When I eventually approached her there, Kristanna was jumping up-and-down in mock celebration, but then squealed as I playfully tackled her and brought her to the ground with me. I fiercely wrapped my arms around her body, then smashed my lips to hers for a lust-ridden kiss.

"Hmmmmm," she moaned after our long, drawn-out kiss had finally reached its conclusion. Kristanna grabbed my belt and tugged it loose, then yanked my shorts downward. My semi-hard cock in full view, Kristanna grasped it with her right hand and began stroking. "Time to pay off the bet!"

***End of Chapter 30***