survival · isolated island · serious · repressed passion · high libido · virgin · cave shelter · romance · fantasy fulfillment
The sky tears open as the plane splits, fire consuming the fuselage. You cling to your seat, plummeting through the haze, your vision fading to black against the headrest. Consciousness returns on sun-bleached sand. No wreckage, only a lone suitcase and a girl lying beside you. The island is silent, empty, save for the two of you stranded in isolation.