“Flynn, Flynn, wake up!”
In my dreams, I had left the island and married Miss Latham. I was about to take off Bella’s wedding dress to kickstart our wedding night when all I felt was a violent shaking on my shoulders.
I slowly opened my eyes to a sheet of white-like buns straight out of the oven. I reached out and grabbed one.
“Ahh hmmm!”
The sudden soft whimper gave me a clue that these were not buns but women's breasts. Promptly letting go, I rubbed my eyes and saw Lily looking back at me with a flushed face.
“Flynn, that’s naughty of you to feel my chest first thing in the morning.”
Lily might sound bitter, but I did notice her rosy cheeks. It seemed she was more excited than me about the morning grope.
“What’s wrong, Lily? What happened?”
“Ah… Um… Alana has been retching since
