Ecstasy Island/The Kensington Family/1

Mr. Yoarke waited patiently as Nathan gathered the children; then led them all down the wide, gentle pathways through the tall swaying palm trees of the tropical paradise. They arrived, after a time, at a crystal clear lake in front of a beautiful four tier waterfall. On either side of the waterfall was a beautiful traditional tropical hut. The waterfall was gentle, so instead of a roaring clamor there was a soft gurgling and trickling, such that the white noise of the falls was optimal for lulling one to sleep.

"Here we are," said Yoarke, "the family cabins. The one on the right is generally for the parents and the one on the left is set up for the children...though I think in your circumstances there will need to be some re-arranging? In any case, a path behind the falls connects the huts. It may look rustic, but it has all the modern conveniences. It has modern bathrooms, lighting, running water, and even a full kitchen if the mood strikes you to cook. Of course it is unnecessary as all meals are provided here on Ecstasy Island."

"There's a tv, right?" said Alex.

"I'm afraid not," said Mr. Yoarke. "Electronic entertainment has not been provided. It interferes with the type of bonding that families are generally looking for when they book these cabins. This is also a cell tower dead zone by design, so there is no internet or phone service for about a kilometer in all directions. There are landlines in each of the huts if you need to reach the island staff. The porters should be along shortly with your luggage. In the meantime, why don't you peruse your new accommodations? I am but a phone call away should you need anything." With which he bowed slightly and made his way back down the trail.

"Alright!" said Nathan enthusiastically, "now this is paradise, hey kids?"

"No tv and no internet?" said Alex, "some paradise!"

"I think it's beautiful, daddy," said Marci. "Oh my god. I think I saw a monkey!" She pointed at a tree on the far side of the lake. Looking quickly Nathan could just make out a monkey swing away through the trees.

"Wow," he said, "that was pretty cool. There are probably a lot of tropical species here. Exotic birds and animals are probably all around here."

"...and snakes and spiders," added Alex.

"Don't try to scare your sister, Alex."

"Jeez, sorry I'm the only one looking at this realistically."

"That's enough," said Nathan. "We need to figure out who is sleeping where."

"Well," said Marci, "it's pretty obvious that one hut is for the girls and one for the boys."

"That isn't going to work sweetheart," said Nathan. "You are still a bit too young to take care of Amber; so I'm afraid the accommodations are going to have to be coed."

"I'll take Amber," said Alex, "you can have the brat."

"If you hadn't put it that way," said Nathan, "that was what I was going to suggest. Seeing that you have a problem with your sister; maybe you two need to spend some quality time together. I'll take the right hut with Amber. You and Marci can take the left cabin. Ah, there are the porters with our luggage. Let's get situated." The porters took the luggage to the correct rooms, then departed. "It's been a long plane ride; and I'm sure everyone is sweaty from this heat. Lets all get showers before dinner."

Nathan took Amber to the bathroom, and started the bath. Before long he had the little tyke undressed, and was bathing her when he heard screams coming from the other cabin. He grabbed Amber out of the tub, and rushed over to the other cabin carrying the naked preschool girl the whole way. He threw open the door of the cabin only to see Alex playing tug of war with a pair of pants against a monkey while trying to keep a towel around his waste. Marci was screaming as she tried to keep a towel of her own on. The room was in shambles with torn clothing everywhere.

"What is going on here?" he bellowed. The monkey that was puling at Alex's pants shrieked and ran away, leaving Alex holding the torn garment.

"The monkeys came and took our clothes while we were showering," said Marci. "When we came out here, they were taking our clothes from the suitcases. Alex tried to fight them off, then you came."

"Why were you showering together?" yelled Nathan.

"Eww, gross," said Alex, "we weren't. This is the hut for the kids. There are two separate bathrooms."

"That actually makes sense."

"Why are you carrying Amber around naked, Dad?" asked Alex. Nathan quickly salvaged a torn dress of Marci's and wrapped it around his four year old.

"I heard you screaming bloody murder, so I came running. I wasn't going to leave Amber alone, and I wasn't going to risk something happening to you while I took the time to dress her."

"My hero," said Alex sarcastically.

"What about the clothes you changed out of?" asked Nathan.

"I told you, daddy," said Marci. "They took those and what we were changing into first."

"Alright, come on kids," he said, "let's find something for you to wear from my bags."

Sullenly, his children followed him to the other hut, trying to hold up their towels. Marci had hers high on her chest to cover her nonexistent breasts, which meant that it ended just below her crotch. This gave Nathan a glimpse of her cleft when he looked back from the towel shifting as she walked. Alex seemed to similarly be trying to avoid looking at his sister's ass; which appeared to be similarly flashing him as they walked. Nathan tried to ignore what he saw, but found himself looking back at just the wrong moment over and over again as they walked; catching glimpse after glimpse of her immature vulva. As they approached the hut, a familiar suitcase fell from the top of the waterfall into the lake bellow.

"My luggage!" exclaimed Nathan. "What else can go wrong?" On cue, the rest of his luggage followed the first suitcase over the falls.

"You had to ask!" said Alex.

"This is a five star resort," said Nathan. "A phone call should sort this all out." One phone call and about twenty minutes later, Mr. Yoarke was present with the concierge and new clothing for all of them.

"I'm so sorry about this," said Mr. Yoarke. "We've never had problems with the local monkeys before. Perhaps there was something about the laundry detergent that you use that set them off? Again, dreadfully sorry. We will fully reimburse you, of course. We have a selection of clothing here from the staff and their families that should suffice. Unfortunately, the people of the island are rather fastidious about their underwear, you understand. It's very taboo here to share underwear. I'm afraid for new underwear, you'll have to wait for the next supply boat."

"When will that arrive?" asked Nathan.

"You are in luck," said Yoarke, "it's due to arrive at the end of the week."

"That's five days from now," said Nathan.

"It only comes once a month," said Yoarke. "You really are lucky."

"But these clothes are so light and flimsy," said Nathan, "with no underwear..."

"Well," said Yoarke, "we are in a tropical climate. Fashion here favors light and airy fabrics. Again, I am truly sorry. If there is anything else we can do, let us know." Yoarke turned to leave.

"What are you going to do about the monkeys?" asked Marci.

"I'm sure they won't trouble you again," said Yoarke.

"But," said Marci, "they raped me."

"I'm really sorry about that," said Nathan quickly. "Marci, you need to stop that! The monkeys did not rape you. This is really unacceptable. Take your new clothes, and go to your room!" Marci grabbed her clothes and stomped all the way to the other hut. "Again, I'm really sorry about that. She's just...dealing with things...a bit differently. She doesn't realize the harm she's doing."

"Think nothing of it," said Yoarke. "It's already forgotten. If she keeps telling these tales, though, you don't know what could happen. No one would believe her. Try to get a good night's rest. Your activities begin in the morning."

"Thank you, Mr. Yoarke," said Nathan.

"It's my pleasure," said Yoarke as he left.

"It's about time you got over to the other hut too, son," said Nathan to Alex.

"Yeah, yeah," said Alex as he left.

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