The following day was paradise again. Still wearing the island garb he had been dressed in the day before, Jon began to explore the jungle for the first time with the girl as his guide and protector. In fact it had been her idea, inviting him with her smile and leading him by the hand into the dense vegetation.
As he followed her through the undergrowth, she talked frequently although they both knew he couldn't understand. She showed him which of the fruits were edible, often by nimbly pushing berries directly into his mouth. This little jungle had produced some delicious fruits, and held a surprising variety of flavours.
The girl led Jon into a small clearing by a stream. The trees had grown wider, taller and more ancient the deeper they went into the jungle, and here they had trunks about as wide as a house. It seemed strange to find such large tress on such a small island, but after the events of the past few days Jon didn't think more of it. A few metres above their heads was a small hut, suspended from the side of one of these old trees with a complex system of knotted vines.
"Is this your home?" Jon asked, and the girl confirmed by bringing him closer to the hut. She grabbed one of a number of dangling vines and tested its strength, then motioned upwards.
"Oh, okay," Jon nodded. He followed the girl up to her nest. He was alright at rope climbing in gym back in high school, but his bare, bouncing breasts slowed him down here considerably. Not to mention that whenever he looked upwards he saw only the girl's near-naked, wiggling crotch as she climbed above.
Once his shoulders reached the floor of the cabin, she helped him securely on board.
There was little more than a thick bed of grass and leaves, a few coconuts and some tools, but the view was beautiful and unlike anything Jon had ever seen before. There was no sky, no forest floor, nothing but topless and bottomless tree trunks as far as he could see, illuminated by green leaf-filtered light. Jon was surprised that the house didn't move at all with their motions. It must've been very heavily secured against its tree.
The island girl was looking at him expectantly. Jon figured she was hoping her own house would impress him as much as his had her. It couldn't beat his inexplicably functioning fridge, Jon decided to himself. However, she looked so beautiful waiting there, bathed in green light and pensive. That was the first time he'd seen the woman look at all nervous and he couldn't resist it. He hugged and kissed her, to which she responded with happiness and relief. They made love in her tree house, which still didn't move with their motions.
Later, they headed back to Jon's beach cabin. This time Jon led and she followed. He'd expertly remembered the direction they had travelled earlier and they soon found themselves on the coast.
