[A Female Reporter's Interview Notes: July on an Island]

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July 3rd, Thursday, cloudy. August

1st is just around the corner, and as in previous years, all departments in the station are starting to

prepare special programs for Army Day. Our special programs department is no exception; last Friday, the director

assigned me a task. This year, we're working on a series reflecting the lives of border guards, and as the director's

so-called "trusted backbone reporter," I've been sent alone to an island in the Spratly Islands.

Tomorrow is departure day. I heard everything else has been arranged. My route is: tomorrow I'll fly to

H city, be received by the military, and the next day I'll take a supply ship to the island. The word "soldier"

carries a mysterious aura in many girls' minds, and I'm no exception. Although I've met many soldiers in my previous interviews

, this time will be completely different. The uninhabited sea, the isolated island in the south, the soldiers guarding the nation's borders, their

iron shoulders and arms, their thunderous expressions—all of these things fill me with longing. More importantly, I will be

staying on the island for ten days—ten days, almost ten days away from the world. Except for the island guards and me, everything else in the world

will cease to exist. How free, how vast! I will stand at the highest point of the island and shout to the sky, jump into

the cool seawater, feel the warmth and chill of the water as I walk on the fine sand, raise the national flag with the soldiers there every day,

run and drill around the island together, or even swim in the sea with them. There are so many things I can imagine;

I simply can't wait to fly across the azure sea to this mysterious and beautiful island.

July 4th, Friday—the sky seen from the plane is always so different.

The military commanders are incredibly enthusiastic, like the warm breeze that permeates the military camp. Now I sit in my room at the military district

guesthouse , and not far from the window is a drill ground where several teams of soldiers are training. I am already

infected by their atmosphere. I looked up at their movements and suddenly remembered last night's dream—a dream I can hardly describe. Before

going to , I researched a lot about the island's garrison soldiers, so much so that their images were still vivid in my mind as I slept. I never expected

to dream about them, and in such a vivid way. I can't remember the details clearly, only vaguely recalling lying

naked in gently rippling seawater. My fair skin, moistened by the seawater and bathed in sunlight, was incredibly

alluring. Surrounding me stood soldiers with bronze skin, neatly wearing their caps, but

completely naked . They each held their erections in one hand and gave me a powerful salute with the other. I was

so excited that I nodded back, sometimes even leaning forward to kiss their erections… This scene

repeated itself for a long time until I woke up in the morning, finding my genitals as if they had truly been soaked in seawater

, slippery and wet.

Oh God, I can't think about it anymore! Now I'm restless again; my lower body is starting to stir. No, I need to go take a cold shower right away. It would be so embarrassing

if I couldn't resist and dirtied the guesthouse's things . 　　July 5th, Saturday, clear skies, boundless sea breeze. 　　The sea is truly vast. I'm currently on a supply ship, heading towards the small island I need to reach. The supply ship has already visited several other islands to resupply. However, because of regulations preventing me from going up on deck, I haven't been able to see those islands or the soldiers stationed there. I can only look out at the sea . We've been traveling for almost eight hours. I really don't know why they chose such a faraway location for the interview ; couldn't they have visited those other islands? I anxiously await our arrival at our destination, suddenly feeling a strange excitement, as if my long-lost lover resides where I'm going! Wow! I'm getting more and more outrageous. Even this tiny thought makes my face flush again. Actually, last night in the guesthouse shower, I couldn't control myself. Showering makes it easier to masturbate. I remember I ejaculated a lot; luckily the shower was on, otherwise I would have definitely soiled everyone's things. 　　If we still have eight hours to go, I'll find a chance to masturbate again soon. I can't hold back . 　　It sounds like the lieutenant is calling me. I think I've arrived. Thank goodness, otherwise I might have really gone crazy. 　　PS: I originally thought that in this place where visitors are rare, I would see a warm welcome, but that wasn't the case at all. Besides the honest, straightforward laughter of the island's garrison soldiers and a firm handshake, there was nothing else. After the supply ship left, the highest-ranking officer here, Sergeant Qu, took me to the dormitory arranged for me. "There's limited space , so I'll have to make do with this." Although it was said very politely, the voice coming from Squad Leader Qu's resolute and expressionless face still felt stiff to me, to the point that I forgot my polite courtesy. Before leaving, Squad Leader Qu told me a long list of places I couldn't go. Based on the environment I had just seen and what he said, it seemed like I could only stroll around the beach. Of course, the only places I could go were "my own" dormitory and that soldier's barracks of less than 20 square meters. If that was really the case, how could I conduct the interview? I could see more online from home than here. 　　Oh well, I'll think about that tomorrow. For now, I'll go for a swim in the sea. This was the first thing I planned to do before I came. I'll wear the camouflage swimsuit I bought specifically for this interview. 　　P.S.: Soaking in the seawater is indeed quite comfortable, but I'm not in a good mood at all right now because as soon as I returned to the dormitory from the sea, that cold-faced Squad Leader Qu gave me a lecture. He said firstly, this is a military area, and I can't mess around. Swimming in the sea without permission is not allowed. I'd long disliked his cold demeanor, and I retorted that the places I was forbidden from going didn't include the sea. But he completely ignored me. He remained expressionless and said, "Secondly, I'm wearing too little; it's bad for the military image." Good heavens, there are only a few people here, no foreign reporters. Even if I weren't wearing a swimsuit, as long as I like it, what ? He was clearly startled by my words, but I felt he wasn't frightened by my statement about it not damaging the military image, but rather by my implication that I didn't need to wear anything if I liked it. He continued, "Thirdly, the salt content of seawater is too high. Swimming in seawater without rinsing with fresh water will damage the skin, but fresh water is scarce on the island. Swimming like this is a waste of fresh water, a joke on the lives of all the soldiers on the island—"Ah, including you! 　　" At first, I wanted to keep arguing with him, but after hearing what he'd been saying lately, I was speechless . I'd heard countless times about the importance of fresh water for the island's soldiers. But I'd never thought about swimming...

Even swimming would be considered a waste of fresh water, and I felt incredibly guilty. My initial arrogance vanished, and I could only

lower my head to listen to the reprimand, explaining that I hadn't been in the sea for long and didn't need to rinse off with fresh water.

The cold-faced sergeant left, and a smiling one arrived—it was the communications soldier, Xiao Hou. Actually, there was originally only one

sergeant , as the officer who brought me there had already introduced. This Xiao Hou was only eighteen years old,

the youngest and most friendly one on the island, and also the thinnest. Judging from his appearance, he

didn't seem to weigh much more than me, and if it weren't for his tanned face, he wouldn't look like a soldier at all. As soon as Xiao Hou came in, he smiled and told

me not to be angry with the sergeant. He said, "This guy is really nice. We spotted you as soon as you left the dormitory before you went into the water.

Gangzi even tried to stop you, but the sergeant said you must be very tired today, so letting you play for a while wouldn't hurt."

He also told me that the sergeant had specifically asked him to bring fresh water for bathing. So it seems this sergeant

may have a cold face, but his heart is quite warm.

P.S.: I just used the fresh water Xiao Hou brought to wash myself a little. Considering the water shortage, I did

n't use it all; I just poured some into a basin, wet a towel, and washed a few

areas I thought needed special protection. My dormitory used to be the squad leader's room and office. It's connected to the soldiers' barracks

, separated only by a small door. Now, there's a bolt on my door, it looks like it was just

installed. It seems these soldiers are quite meticulous. The door also looks recently installed,

and the door panel doesn't seem very thick, with some small gaps. Perhaps because of this, when I

was washing myself, I kept feeling like someone was peeping, and a few times I even thought I heard rustling

sounds, but when I turned around, I didn't see anything unusual. Actually, thinking about it now, even if

someone not like I'll lose a piece of my flesh. These island-guarding soldiers

have dedicated their youth to national security. What's wrong with letting them see? Perhaps this is also a contribution to the country. Hehe... Thinking back

to that feeling of being afraid of being spied on, yet also harboring a sliver of hope, it lingered in my heart—it was quite a bittersweet experience.

Alright, put away these strange thoughts and get some rest. Tomorrow, the real interviews will begin.

July 6th, Sunday, another beautiful day, a clear blue sky and a vast, smooth sea.

The morning interviews weren't very successful; they were even less articulate than I expected, perhaps their long-term island

life had made them accustomed to silence. I need to find a way to break this deadlock. I need to get them

to know me, to become my friend, so I can truly understand them. But how can I do that?

Something happened at noon that made me realize that perhaps it wasn't entirely impossible. After lunch, I

asked Xiao Hou to visit their barracks on my behalf. It was a place the squad leader had approved for visits, and since I wanted to

understand their lives, I couldn't overlook their living quarters. The soldiers' barracks were quite simple: three

hard beds, a table, three stools, and three sets of identical daily necessities. After looking around, I

noticed something: ever since I entered the room, Xiao Hou had been standing in front of the table, which

seemed out of character for his active nature. My professional instincts told me there was something wrong with the table, so I deliberately went to the other

side , pretending to look through the newspaper rack on the wall, and then secretly peeked under the table. There was a basket there, filled

with what looked like used clothes. This piqued my curiosity even more. What was there to be so worried about with just some clothes?

I made an excuse that I needed to film some footage and asked him to go get my camera and tapes. As soon as he left,

I immediately went over to take a look. There were several sets of military uniforms inside, and at the very bottom was a pair of underwear. I figured this was what Xiao

Hou was afraid I'd find out. I touched it a few times, and there was a slightly hardened spot in the crotch area. Without

even looking, I knew it was dried semen. A feeling formed in my mind, an uncertain

thought.

Just then, Xiao Hou returned, and I had already left the table. To prove my point,

I pretended to choose a camera angle and went to the small door leading to my dormitory. I was surprised to find that from this

angle, the gaps seemed much larger, and by changing the angle a few times, I could see almost every corner of

my side . My idea was probably correct; yesterday, when I was washing myself, someone really did peek,

and even masturbated while doing so. That person might have been Xiao Hou. I truly realized that no matter how inarticulate these soldiers

were , no matter how serious their expressions were, no matter how muscular they were, they

were all men, with normal thoughts and desires that other men have. In that instant, I had

a way to approach them, the most primal and effective method—opposites attract.

In the afternoon, I prepared in advance and poured some leftover fresh water from yesterday. This time, I deliberately placed

the basin very close to the door, and the curtains weren't drawn tightly. Furthermore, while doing all this preparation

, I first took off all my clothes. I did this to deliberately create more opportunities for them. I paid close

attention to the sounds next door, and sure enough, I soon heard some slight noises. I knew

someone peeping. So I squatted down diagonally opposite the door and began to slowly wash myself. I

gently massaged my breasts, squeezing my full chest into different shapes. I parted my labia with my hands, pretending to

wash them, my movements very slow, as if I were considering their eyesight. I figured if

they me; I felt they could even

see the fine lines on my labia at that distance. This time, I showered for almost forty minutes, only stopping when I realized

there was no in a golden-red hue. I

put on the camouflage vest and denim shorts that the military had given me before I came here, and stepped out of the room. I

hung my freshly washed underwear on the line outside the door; the sea breeze blew, and the few small patches of vibrant color swayed, adding a touch of enchanting beauty to this

isolated island .

Another soldier, Gangzi, was standing guard on a large reef by the sea. I went over to greet him, and his expression

was quite unnatural; a blush had even crept onto his dark face. I knew

he must have been one of the people spying earlier, so I deliberately joked, "The setting sun is so beautiful, it's reddening the faces of our soldiers." This remark

made him even more embarrassed. With his awkward expression, I turned and went back to the barracks, leaving him alone there.

Let him have some time to let his imagination run wild.

This interview finally turned into something romantic, just as I had initially imagined. My heart was filled with

immense longing and anticipation. Even if I couldn't complete the interview, if I could truly

have close contact with the soldiers I'd admired since childhood during these ten days, then this interview would have been worthwhile.

July 7th, Monday, sunny, windy.

The island's generator only supplies communication equipment; daily lighting is done by candles. But last night I

didn't light any candles. As soon as it got dark, I went to bed and even took off all my clothes. Before

falling asleep , I even gently unlatched the door. I really hoped one of them would lose control and run over,

but I also understood that for this always disciplined unit, that was actually unlikely. In fact,

until I finally drifted off to sleep, nothing I hoped for happened. But just as I was falling asleep

, I heard a sound outside, followed by the sound of voices. Judging from the voices, it was

Xiao Hou and another soldier, Ahua. The sea breeze was strong last night, and I couldn't hear them clearly.

Fortunately, they thought I was asleep and didn't leave, which allowed me to catch a glimpse of what was going on. It turned out

my underwear, which I had left hanging outside, was the culprit. These two guys had sneaked over to try and masturbate with it. Their

conversation also confirmed that it was Xiao Hou and Gangzi who had been spying on me yesterday afternoon. Later, perhaps due to a change in wind direction

, I could hear them even less clearly, but from the occasional noises, I guessed they really

had used my underwear.

The first thing I did after getting up was run out to check my underwear. There

were , but although I had washed it with fresh water, it now smelled of seawater.

These soldiers are so cute; they even know to wipe their mouths after stealing something, though they can't quite clean them properly.

When , I ran into the squad leader and Xiao Hou walking by. I deliberately asked Xiao Hou how strong the sea breeze was, saying that

my clothes, which I had washed with clean water, smelled of the sea after being blown around all night. As I said this, I kept

looking at Xiao Hou's face. He blushed slightly, and when he looked at me shyly, I boldly gave him a

suggestive look. My eyes told him that I had found out about my underwear. Xiao Hou

was even more startled when he saw my expression. So he didn't answer my question at all and left with the class monitor.

Wait, someone knocks on the door.

PS: It was Xiao Hou who knocked. This big kid is so funny. When I opened the door, he

stood outside without daring to look up. Seeing me open the door, he said, "Leave that outside tonight, and I'll wash it clean for you,"

and then ran away at top speed. I knew I couldn't interview Xiao Hou today; he must be too nervous

to say anything. With these young men, the worst thing is being too hasty, so I decided to interview

the class monitor this afternoon.

Perhaps after two days of interaction, or perhaps I discovered that the class monitor had a cold exterior but a warm heart, I no longer found his

speech stiff. Similarly, he seemed more willing to talk more when answering my questions. The interview

started going smoothly, and my mood gradually improved. The desires I'd suppressed for days began to stir

. Since leaving home, plus the two days I spent at home, I haven't had sex for six days, which

is quite unusual for me. Having four strong men around me while I endured this loneliness

was unbearable; I was determined to find a solution tonight. I

just took a short nap because I planned to wait for them to come to me—or rather, wait for them to come to

me, haha. It's already dark outside, and I just hung my underwear out to dry again. I

'm sure Xiao Hou will come to wash it after I'm asleep, and maybe Ahua will come too. I'll just

show up suddenly; I think if I take the initiative, they won't object. I've only been suppressing my feelings for a few days

, and they've been on this island for so long; I don't believe they're having an easier time than me.

July 8th, Tuesday. July 8th, Tuesday. It seems like it never rains here.

I got up very late today; it's almost ten o'clock now. This was the latest I'd gotten up since arriving on the island, because

I'd gone to bed really late last night and was exhausted before going to sleep.

Just as I'd expected, shortly after I blew out the candle, I heard soft footsteps outside. I

quietly went to the door, and there were clearly two people there—Xiao Hou and Ahua.

When I suddenly opened the door and stepped out, they were genuinely startled. They even assumed a fighting

stance, as if I were an invading enemy. By the moonlight reflected off the sea, they quickly recognized

me. Although I couldn't see their faces clearly, I could sense their considerable embarrassment. Just as they were feeling utterly ashamed and

preparing to flee, I gestured for them to be quiet, then turned and walked towards the kitchen not far from the barracks.

The two of them followed. We went around the kitchen and arrived next to the back storage room. We didn't speak the

entire . Once the three of us were standing still, I sized up the two men by the moonlight. Ahua wasn't

tall, but he was very strong, giving off a solid, sturdy impression; Xiao Hou was thinner, but not frail either,

he had a lean and capable build. "Haven't you ever seen a woman before?" I asked them. Xiao Hou immediately shook his head vigorously,

while Gangzi said he had, but none were as beautiful as me. Haha, I didn't expect this seemingly honest

soldier to know how to please women. I smiled slightly and told them that if they didn't tell

the squad leader about tonight's events, I promised not to tell anyone, and I could even let them see me again. Hearing my words,

Xiao Hou stared at me in complete disbelief, while Ahua, clearly an experienced hand, walked

up to and reached out to pull up my camouflage t-shirt.

I was completely naked under the t-shirt, and Ahua's hands quickly enveloped my breasts. Perhaps

because he was often in the sea, his hands were very rough. The rough palms rubbing against my delicate skin

sent a jolt through my body, an unbearable tingling sensation. Especially when his fingers brushed against my nipples,

it felt like my breasts and the area between my legs suddenly filled with a lot of air. I closed my eyes, enjoying the long-awaited

feeling of comfort. Ahua's gaze then began to move downwards. I opened my eyes and looked at Xiao Hou; he was still

standing there, motionless, watching my completely naked body and Ahua's movements on it.

"Don't you want to try?" I proactively extended a hand to Xiao Hou, and he mustered his courage to walk to my side.

I took his hand and placed it on my chest. The moment his hand touched my skin, he shivered

, and then he seemed like a different person, groping me indiscriminately, as if every

place could excite him, every part of me fascinated him. At this point, Xiao Hou no longer needed my

guidance ; his mouth and his hand fell onto my body, while Ahua, as if taking care of him, moved a little

distance away. Xiao Hou put his hand into his crotch, and judging from his actions, he started masturbating again. I laughed and stopped him,

telling him that now that I was here, he didn't need to take care of himself. Ahua suggested that since we were

too close , we should go somewhere further away. So the three of us walked towards the reefs on the other side of the island.

Among the three, Xiao Hou seemed impatient; he walked in front of us, while Ahua slowly followed

behind , and I, naked, tiptoed forward.

The three of us arrived behind a huge sea reef. Both of them had already unzipped their pants. Ahua had me

squat between them and take turns giving them oral sex. I held two penises in my hands. Like their owners,

Ahua's was the thick type. Its length wasn't particularly intimidating, but it was extremely thick, especially the

glans, which was about the size of an egg. Just looking at it made me feel like I had something stuck in my throat, so whenever I did it for Ahua

, I used my tongue to lick it. Xiao Hou, on the other hand, was different from Ahua. His penis wasn't very thick,

just the standard size for an average adult, but like his height, it was long and erect. What was most interesting was that his glans

had a slightly upturned shape. When I saw that upturned thing, I immediately thought about what it would feel like

to be inside me. Would that shape make it easier to reach there? I fantasized like that. I

gently pursed my lips and then slowly sucked Xiao Hou's glans into my mouth, trying to imagine what it would feel like if that thing were inserted into my

genitals. Xiao Hou's glans slid into my mouth with a certain curve, and I

even imagined a scimitar being sheathed. I only swallowed a little bit, and the raised glans pressed against my

palate , which was exactly the result I wanted to test. This result excited me and filled me with anticipation because I knew that with Xiao Hou

's shape, if he were to penetrate me, he would easily reach my G-spot, which would feel incredibly good. I

couldn't wait to experience that feeling. However, I knew I couldn't rush things, and Xiao Hou

was probably doing this for the first time. Guys like this usually finish quickly the first time, and with no skill whatsoever

, they often feel good while I suffer. The best way was to let him release his pent-up desire first,

and then proceed with the real operation. My plan was to serve them well with my mouth first, so they would

repay me with great effort later. I also planned to let Xiao Hou put his virginity in my mouth, so I could

minimize unnecessary trouble. If he was in good physical condition, I might be able to experience his special "

crooked handle" soon.

After making up my mind, I began to concentrate on giving them oral sex. Most of the time, I used

my tongue , but occasionally, at his request, I would try to take his large glans into my mouth.

That feeling gave me a forced excitement, but I didn't dare try too much, because I didn't want to ruin my throat on the

very .

People are strange like that; sometimes, the person you're thinking about will appear right beside you. I was just writing about

last night when Ahua knocked on the door. Before he even said what he wanted, he put his hand inside my clothes.

Men are like that; no matter how respectable they seem normally, once you have that kind of relationship with them,

they'll take advantage of you whenever they get the chance, acting like lustful devils. But this kind of thing

was exactly what letting him satisfy me a little wouldn't hurt. After squeezing my breasts a few times, Ahua

told me that Squad Leader Qu wanted to see me and asked me to come to his office after midnight. I told Ahua

to tell Squad Leader Qu that I would be there on time. Before leaving, Ahua couldn't resist groping me all over, forcing me to rub his crotch for a while before he

finally left satisfied.

Watching his retreating figure in his military uniform, I couldn't help but picture him naked. Last

night, I licked him for a full half hour, and he didn't ejaculate, showing he was a seasoned

womanizer before joining the army. Unlike Xiao Hou, who ejaculated after less than ten minutes of intermittent licking.

Fortunately, Xiao Hou was a novice; his first time ended quickly, and his body

recovered fast. He was already

throbbing again almost immediately after ejaculating in my mouth, before I had even completely pulled out. I cleaned away the remaining semen with my mouth; the taste of "cowhide" was indeed unique.

Before I could even savor the flavor, Xiao Hou's penis was hard as iron again. I released

Ahua's penis from my other hand and found a smooth rock to sit on. I gestured for Xiao Hou to stand

between . He was already quite proactive at this point, and before I could give him any further instructions, he guided his uniquely shaped

, crooked penis towards my wet, tender lips. Although Xiao Hou had a lot of passion, he lacked experience and was at

a loss for how to proceed. In the end, I had to be his guide.

Just as I had expected, this slightly curved penis was indeed different from others. When it entered, it

immediately touched my G-spot at the top of my vaginal canal. However, Xiao Hou probably didn't know any of this; he

probably didn't even realize he had such a unique treasure. Xiao Hou, experiencing pleasure for the first time, only knew how to

thrust in and out simply. But I wasn't in a hurry to teach him how to do it. This innocent, virginal experience was quite

enjoyable, wasn't it? For me, who was prone to pleasure, this was indeed a rare experience. Although Xiao Hou's

erect glans could only occasionally glide over my G-spot, the anticipation between the two intense stimulations

made me completely focused on the movements of his penis inside me. This high level of concentration made me even more sensitive.

As expected of a soldier, Xiao Hou's speed and strength left me struggling to keep up. What's more, there was Ahua

waiting . He wasn't a fledgling trying his hand at fighting; what methods would he use to deal with me?

A new expectation arose in my heart.

Perhaps Ahua thought Xiao Hou would be defeated quickly like the first time, so he didn't initially...

Eager to join the fray, he stood beside me, watching and enjoying the intermittent

service . But after ten minutes, Xiao Hou showed no signs of abating, and Ahua grew impatient. He grasped

the hand I was using to service him and quickly began stroking his penis. Knowing his desire, I

quietly asked him if he liked the service I had initially provided. Ahua immediately understood my

implication , smiled knowingly, and stopped his actions. He adjusted our positions, then

aimed his erect penis at my lips. I gently opened my mouth and relaxed my throat, and Ahua's large penis

slowly slid in.

This time, perhaps because of the prolonged pleasure from my lower body, I was in a better state of mind, or perhaps because

the lying position allowed my jaw to open wider, I

swallowed Ahua's enormous glans with almost no effort. The beginning is always the hardest; once I had completely swallowed the thickest

part , the rest became easier. Ahua didn't dare let the huge penis fill my throat all at once; he moved

slowly letting the shaft slide through my mouth. Xiao Hou, on the other hand, was the opposite of Ahua. He had no idea about

the technique of varying speed; almost thirty minutes had passed, and he maintained the same initial rhythm. He seemed to

have lost control; he was now nothing more than an automatic pumping machine. I didn't know

if truly brought him pleasure, but his tightly closed eyes and low growls told me he was completely immersed

in bliss. However, of the three, I was the happiest. The two

sensations— made all my reason falter. My body felt like it was split in two, situated at opposite points of ice and boiling,

or perhaps fluctuating between ice and boiling. I wanted to groan, but my mouth was stuffed with that enormous thing; I wanted to

twist , but the long plug inserted inside me held me firmly in place. Like a restrained emperor, I experienced

the extremes of imprisonment and ecstasy. Although I couldn't make a sound or move, my body

was expressing its pleasure in a way unique to women. My whole body was flushed with the rosy glow typical of sex, my eyes were hazy and

dim yet occasionally flashed with a strange light, and between my legs, with each piston-like movement, a large amount of spring dew gushed out.

A large amount of love fluid soaked my legs and

Xiao

Hou's crotch, and much of it flowed down my buttocks onto the rocks below. Hehe… I suddenly remembered a proverb I'd heard them talk about before, "Losing the big picture for the small." Ah! Before I knew it, it was almost midnight, and my appointment with Squad Leader Qu was approaching. Although I was still immersed

in the memories of last night, I couldn't forget my job. I quickly tidied up

the office for Squad Leader Qu.

P.S.: Damn it! My constitution is really too much; I didn't expect that just taking some notes would

cause such a surge of spring water. Now I have to change my underwear again. Hanging my underwear like a flag on

this island, which is usually only inhabited by men, is a sight that even I find strange.

July 11th, Friday, a rare cloudy day.

I haven't written in my diary for three days, but what can I do? I simply don't have the time or

energy for it. The last time I went to Squad Leader Qu's office, his attitude was much better. I shared many of my thoughts about

the interview , and he became quite cooperative. This made the work go more smoothly, but

it also reduced my rest time. During the day, I had to raise the flag and do morning exercises with the four of them, and occasionally participate in their

other training. When I had free time, I would conduct interviews, ask questions, and take photos. And after work in the evenings

, I had to enjoy my island nightlife. Over the past few days, the atmosphere between us has become very

harmonious . Even the squad leader, who hadn't really worked with me, seemed to be

influenced by the others' attitudes towards me and became polite and friendly. We would chat and laugh together during breaks from interviews, and even engage in some

entertainment unique to the island. I learned that Xiao Hou's nickname is "Monkey," and that everyone secretly calls the squad leader "Island Lord."

These lovable soldiers made me truly experience their tender side. They are living, breathing people,

with flesh and blood, emotions, and desires. Speaking of desire, I understand this better than anyone.

Ah Hua and Xiao Hou always seemed to have inexhaustible energy. No matter how tiring the training was during the day, they

would . Xiao Hou, in particular, quickly displayed his

innate talent in this area, almost instantly transforming from a novice to a seasoned expert. He had completely mastered how to use his advantages to

subtly stimulate my G-spot. So much so that sometimes I practically spent the entire time in ecstasy. His youthful

and active mind constantly brought out new and ingenious techniques, leaving me utterly overwhelmed and unable to keep up. And

starting the next day, Gangzi joined in too. How could I possibly handle these three

burly, wolf-like young men alone! They used every spare moment to ask me for sex, and we

explored almost every relatively safe spot on the island. And the door from my dormitory to the soldiers' barracks was

never closed at night.

I'm only writing this down now, in a spare moment of my busy schedule, because soon one of the three of them will

use the excuse of me conducting a private interview with him to leave Sergeant Qu's sight and come to my dormitory for a brief respite.

Waiting for their arrival has become a habit of mine these past few days, and now I've already heard

a .

PS: Oh no, oh no, oh no! I didn't expect it to be the island leader who just came in! This guy who never jokes

, actually started joking with me as soon as he came in, asking why I always only interview his soldiers individually,

but never him. His tone was particularly strange just now, especially

when he mentioned "private interview," my intuition told me that he seemed to have discovered something. In a panic, I could only make up an excuse

, saying that because he's the sergeant, I'm saving him for last for a special interview. Then I brought out a few questions I had prepared beforehand, still not

fully developed , and it took me a long time to manage to get away with it, but I already felt quite embarrassed.

Today has been the most peaceful day I've had since arriving on the island. Ever since the island owner's "personal interview" ended and he left,

I haven't been able to focus on work. My mind is filled with the suspicion that I might have been discovered. I don't know if this interview

will end because of this, and I'm even inexplicably worried that I might be sent to a military court! No,

I have to think of a way to solve this problem quickly. What can I do? I think the only way is…

July 12th, Saturday, Sunny.

Last night, like the previous two days, I unlocked the door before going to bed, but no one came. I

knew I'd really been discovered. Finally, I made a decision; I was ready to take the risk.

I just went to the squad leader's office. He used to work in my current living quarters, but

after , I moved him to the signal transmission room, which is considered a key defense unit on the island. The

room is separated from the other rooms and has been specially reinforced. If I want to come to this

room , I must adhere to strict time regulations, and I arrived during permitted hours.

After Squad Leader Qu closed the door, the sounds outside immediately ceased. I sat down facing him. My attire

today was different from what I'd worn since arriving on the island the past few days. In the previous days, to blend in with them, I'd always

worn military uniform. This time, I changed into an outfit I brought myself—a two-piece dress.

The top was a tank top, and the bottom was a white short skirt with small floral prints.

Before , when I chose this outfit, I genuinely imagined strolling on the beach, my feet treading on the waves. I

even fantasized that the sea breeze would unexpectedly lift the hem of my skirt, perhaps giving the soldiers nearby

a glimpse. I thought a lot about this skirt and life on this island, but I never imagined that the first

time I wore it would be to show it off to someone. The sea breeze wouldn't reach here, yet I had to find a

way to expose myself. How could such a sordid thought even exist in my mind? But it

was there, and now I was about to turn that thought into reality.

It was then that I realized how different thinking and doing can be. The

squad leader had returned to his calm demeanor, leaving me speechless and unsure how the plan would

proceed. We remained silent for a long time. I didn't dare look up at him, but I could feel his eyes

fixed on me. I knew I had to make a choice, so I took a deep breath, stood up, and moved

closer to the squad leader. The squad leader's gaze burned like fire onto my face. I suddenly realized something:

in front of this professional soldier, any tricks were pointless; they were all superfluous. He needed

directness, so I finally confessed completely.

I asked him if he knew about my secrets with other people, and he answered me directly and affirmatively

. It turned out he had discovered my first time with Xiao Hou and the others, and he had

been nearby almost every time afterward. He told me this while sitting there, calmly recounting his story. Only

then realize that while I was indulging in my wanton behavior, a pair of eyes had been watching me intently from afar.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel aroused, especially when he described the details he had seen. I could clearly

feel myself becoming aroused. At that moment, I thought, "What am I going to do? What am I going to do?!" You see,

my plan for this trip was to attract him, so I was only wearing a tiny thong under

my . If this continued, it wouldn't be long before it dripped down my legs and

over my skirt. What surprised me even more was that this usually taciturn class monitor described such details with

such meticulous detail and captivating eloquence. I sat back down in my chair and listened to him slowly recount his story. My

skirt was already soaked through, the sensation like insects crawling and biting inside.

After he finished, I asked him what he planned to do, but to my surprise, he replied, "I haven't really planned anything.

I thought you were here to conduct a follow-up interview because you didn't do a good job with my last personal interview." Hearing

this sudden remark, I was stunned for a moment. By the time I reacted, the class monitor's demeanor

had softened from coldness, and a rare smile appeared on his lips, though I could see a

lustful glint in it.

A normally cold person can be quite terrifying when they erupt, and the class monitor was just that kind of person. He pulled me

into his arms, and one hand immediately slipped under my skirt. His hand caressed my smooth skin and

wet genitals; my wantonness pleased him greatly. My already soaked underwear offered no

resistance to his advances. With a gentle flick of his ring finger, the small strip of fabric between my legs slid to the side.

Then, his middle finger slid deep inside me. His fingers moved in and out of my vagina,

the abundant love juices making soft, smacking sounds. His other hand slid down my waist, inside

my clothes, and skillfully unbuttoned my bra. He kissed my neck passionately, his

saliva covering me everywhere. Now, no longer afraid of being heard, I dared to

moan loudly for the first time. The sweet, cloying moans echoed in the thickly padded room, then

bounced back , pushing my heart to its peak.

Just as I was about to reach my climax, he suddenly stopped. I stared at him blankly,

thinking he had changed his mind. The class monitor stood up and made a request I never

expected. He pulled a large, shell-like object from a box in the corner; he later told

me it was a bullet from an anti-aircraft machine gun. He told me he'd always had a fantasy of watching women

masturbate with that thing, and he hoped I could help him realize that dream. I looked at the metal contraption in his hand; it was at least

30 centimeters long, and more importantly, it was a bullet! The thought of inserting a bullet into one's own body

was terrifying, almost unimaginable. But then I looked up at the squad leader's expression; he was so sincere,

it was clear he wasn't joking. I decided to help him fulfill his dream; besides, while the idea was somewhat perverse, it was

also quite novel and exciting. Seeing me nod in agreement, the squad leader was practically speechless with excitement. He initially wanted me

to take off my clothes myself, but then I suggested he do it for me, a suggestion that made him even more excited.

As he removed my clothes piece by piece, his eyes practically spitting fire, which made me

even more confident in my own body. My figure is indeed something I've always been proud of. My skin is smooth, fair, and flawless;

my body is firm and well-proportioned; and most importantly, I possess a pair of beautiful

legs .

I didn't have many clothes to begin with, so I quickly became completely unconcerned in front of the class monitor. Class Monitor

I placed the bullet upright in the center of the room and sat down beside it. Although I had just agreed to his

request, I still felt a little

uneasy . I stood above the bullet and slowly squatted down until the tip touched my body.

I guided the hard bullet to myself, closed my eyes, and continued squatting. The tip of the bullet wasn't particularly

thick, but the cold sensation filled me with fear. I remembered an insult I'd heard before: "eating bullet

seeds!"

I never imagined I'd experience something so unusual today. The bullet slowly penetrated my body. My

maintained state of arousal made my genitals sufficiently slippery, and the bullet's streamlined shape

made insertion relatively easy. What truly made me uncomfortable was that towards the end,

when the entire bullet was inside me, the casing suddenly became very thick, and the tip

was already touching my cervix. If it continued, that sharp thing would definitely pierce my uterus

.

At this point, I decided to stop moving downwards and began to masturbate, mimicking the woman-on-top position

. While I was doing this, the squad leader stared intently at

the point where metal and flesh met. He even unzipped his pants and masturbated with me. I secretly glanced at the squad leader's genitals; if

the part he was holding was about the same length as the exposed part, then his penis was quite long. And

it looked just as hard as the bullet currently inside me. That single

glance filled me with anticipation, and even in that simple anticipation, I experienced considerable pleasure.

The squad leader watched my performance for a while longer, and perhaps reaching his limit, he walked up to me and pressed his

penis against my face. I wisely took it into my mouth. I continued masturbating while giving him

oral sex, maintaining this position for quite some time. I felt his experience was no less than Ahua's;

my mouth grew sore after a long while, but he remained as hard as ever. I looked up at him, as if asking if we could change

positions. The squad leader gave me a proud smile, a smile that captivated me, and

a . He gestured towards the chair next to him, and I knew what he meant, so I stood up, turned my back to him, and leaned forward

onto the chair. Immediately, something hard pressed against my groin. I knew what it was, and I knew

what was about to happen. Instinctively, I gripped the chair tightly with both hands, and a powerful force surged through my lower body—the squad leader's

penis was inside me. He began to thrust in and

out repeatedly, the pleasure building with each stroke. I felt like a deflated balloon, and he was like an air pump. He swayed

his hips, filling me with pleasure and passion with each thrust, and I swelled up under his movements, my

body filled with excited molecules and restless cells. It felt like I was about to explode, but I wanted

to stop it yet couldn't; the only way out was to groan loudly. Or perhaps the sounds I made at the time couldn't be described simply as

groans ; perhaps only wanton howls would suffice.

I can't recall what we ended up doing, or what actions we took. I only remember that

when I left that house, I was completely exhausted. The first thing I did after returning here was to sleep for a long time,

and I slept soundly. Although I can now sit up and write down what happened, my legs are still

a little numb. But I must persevere and finish writing, otherwise, after dark, I'm afraid I

won't have the energy to write such a long account anymore. Because before leaving the sergeant's thick house, I remember

him saying that he would no longer prohibit the three soldiers from any actions tonight.

July 13th, Sunday, Cloudy. When I first opened my eyes today, it must have been only around seven o'clock. I just

felt very tired, yet I woke up so early. I didn't want to get up; I lay in

bed with my eyes closed. I heard them coming and going, checking on me many times. Why, even though they hadn't slept all night,

were they so energetic? Last night was absolutely insane!

With the squad leader's permission, those three guys became even bolder. The door leading to their barracks

had been open since the afternoon. While they didn't completely abandon their duties and spend all their time with me, they

would come to see me whenever they had a spare moment. We acted like lovers, enjoying ourselves on the island, as if this

wasn't the southern border defense line but a resort. For those of us who grew up in peaceful environments

, the so-called sense of self-defense isn't that deep-rooted. At least, that's how I am. That's how people are; when they're

sneaking around , they become incredibly impatient. If there's no other worry, they actually become a little

embarrassed. These past few days, they'd been taking advantage of me at the slightest opportunity, but yesterday afternoon they all

became surprisingly well-behaved. Perhaps they thought, "I'm already mine, no need to rush."

Sure enough, any semblance of politeness they showed in the afternoon was completely thrown into the nearby sea by evening.

The three of them didn't even bother with the small door; they just sat down in front of my dormitory room to come find me. I knew I

couldn't escape them, and of course, I had no intention of doing so. They led me to a

supply depot not far from the barracks. Upon entering the room, the scene inside shocked me. Many candles flickered throughout,

casting a golden, dim light, yet somehow,

everything was clearly visible. After the door closed, the three of them surrounded me.

Xiao Hou brought over a box for me to sit on, while Gangzi and Ahua quickly removed their military trousers. Xiao

Hou unzipped his pants, revealing his weapons; he wasn't even wearing underwear. Three machine guns were

pointed at me simultaneously, different shapes, but equally erect. Ahua stepped forward, pressing his gun against my

face .

Xiao Hou didn't back down, quickly seizing a favorable position on my other side. I held a penis in each hand

and glanced at Gangzi. He wanted to join us too, but I couldn't; I could only

serve two at a time. So I gave Gangzi an apologetic look. Gangzi smiled helplessly

, then went behind me and took off my skirt. Now the four of us were completely open with each other.

For the next while, I used my mouth to serve two of the three in turn, while the remaining one...

My body was at my mercy. All three men touched my entire body, even

leaving their fingerprints deep within my most private parts. After a verbal exchange, Xiao Hou was the first to show impatience. His

body had barely left my lips when he spread my legs and stood between me. Actually, I was already quite eager;

firstly, the desire within me was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress, and secondly, my mouth was tired and sore. I was just too

embarrassed be the first to ask. Fortunately, Xiao Hou was always impatient, which saved me. However, once Xiao Hou

started moving below, I couldn't continue to serve the others above. Because of these past few days of back-and-forth exchanges,

Xiao Hou had completely mastered my weaknesses. As soon as his curved penis entered, I

could almost immediately reach a near-orgasm. In that state, how could I possibly concentrate on

serving others? At that point, I would only experience discomfort.

To be honest, I'm someone who can't simultaneously use my genitals and mouth to serve someone, because as long as

something is inserted below me, I'll remain in a state of extreme arousal. In that situation, my body would involuntarily

tremble uncontrollably, like a kind of pathological muscle contraction. If I still had one in my mouth at that moment,

I was afraid I would get too excited and bite it, which would be troublesome. But now? There were

three extremely horny men around me, and I was sure they would never agree to wait in line

. Helpless, I had to swallow my pride and suggest that they could enjoy my other place.

This time, Gangzi got to go first. He used his strong body to pick me up and turn me over, and then

first thrust his penis in and out of my private parts a few times—it was clear that he had a lot of

experience with this kind of play.

However, during the previous frontal position, I already had a lot of love juice flowing down my buttocks to my anus

, and with the additional lubrication now, Gangzi's entry into my anus was relatively smooth, although

I hadn't done it from behind for quite some time, so I was a little nervous at first. After Gangzi inserted ,

he made a few slow thrusting movements, and after I signaled that it was okay, he adjusted the rhythm further.

After about twenty thrusts, Gangzi picked me up again and lay down on the box, while we maintained

contact from below. Once we were settled, Ahua came over and reclaimed

my frontal position. This was the first time Xiao Hou had ever seen anything like it. Excited, he circled the three of us,

seemingly choosing the best vantage point to carefully observe this pincer attack.

Ahua and Gangzi worked together seamlessly, their two penises alternating in and out of me. My body swayed back and forth

like an eccentric wheel in an engine. Xiao Hou stood excitedly

beside me, one hand kneading and squeezing one of my breasts, the other rubbing his penis against my face.

Ahua, displaying his brotherly nature, gestured for Xiao Hou to take his place, stepping aside.

Xiao Hou happily took over, his penis penetrating my labia. I don't know

what he felt, or what he was thinking, as he tried this for the first time, but I knew

my own feelings quite clearly. Because we were lying flat, Gangzi's

penis, which was inserted into my anus, was pointing upwards, and now Xiaohou's penis was also pointing upwards. Normally, my vagina and rectum should be two parallel passages

pointing backwards, but with

the combined effect of these two, these two parts of my body were at completely opposite angles. The feeling, besides

the excitement of sex itself, included a strange pleasure arising from this physical mutation.

While Xiaohou and Gangzi were attacking me from both sides, Ahua actually stood on a box. This guy is really resourceful;

he wanted to use my breasts for what he called "breast sex." I think my breasts are quite full, which probably

caught his attention and led him to this idea. I've had some

experience , but those times I was always in the dominant position. This kind

of breast sex, where I can't cooperate at all and am only being dominated by this man above me, is a very new experience for me. Adding to the illusion, the two fleshy pillars moving

beneath me simultaneously gave me the feeling that I wasn't a

reporter there to interview them, but merely an inflatable toy they'd ordered by mail. All personal freedom seemed to have vanished; my

only purpose in life was to lie there, at their mercy.

I don't know how long we stayed there, but by the

time , I was already in a semi-conscious state. I can't even remember how I got back to

the dorm. Everything that happened last night felt like a wet dream. The only proof that it wasn't a dream was

the lingering soreness in my body. I

'm starting to hate myself more and more. Just now I was feeling miserable because of the soreness, and now I suddenly remembered

Qu Ban, who was absent last night. I had a hallucination of the four of them surrounding me, a scene similar to

the dream I had before coming here.

PS: I actually fell asleep without realizing it. If Gangzi hadn't come to call me for dinner, I

probably wouldn't have woken up yet. I was too tired last night. Oh no! After I fell asleep, Gangzi came to wake me. I wonder

if he peeked at my diary. If he did, wouldn't

he know all my secret thoughts? That would be so embarrassing!

Xiao Hou called me.

PS: Now I'm certain Gangzi did peek at my diary at noon.

I followed Xiao Hou, and he actually took me to the beach. The other three were already waiting there.

Were they going to gang up on me again? Don't these guys know the meaning of chivalry?

Why won't they let me rest? As I approached them, I had a strange feeling.

They seemed different from usual. What was different? I walked towards them, observing

them. Xiao Hou quickly joined them, and the four of them stood in the sea together when I was almost there.

Just as I was about to ask what they were planning, the four of them suddenly gave me

a !

I didn't immediately understand their meaning, but it finally made me realize the difference.

Today, they were all wearing military caps. These past few days, I'd rarely seen

them wear them except when on guard duty. Why were they wearing them now? And why were they saluting me for no reason? Thinking of this,

I suddenly remembered my diary. Gangzi must have read it and told them about my dream, so they

were deliberately teasing me like this.

I was so embarrassed, I didn't know what to do. I remember almost turning away,

but then Xiao Hou ran over and grabbed my hand. He dragged me into the sea, and the others splashed water

on . I fought back. The five of us started a water fight like children, and soon

our clothes were completely soaked. The other four were okay, but I was the worst off. Summer clothes are

thin, and when wet, they become even more transparent. The wet clothes clung tightly to my body, revealing

every . Even that wasn't enough for them. Several of them ran over and roughly stripped me

naked. What followed was exactly like the scene in my dream. I was surrounded, completely naked, with

four erect penises, symbols of masculine beauty, standing around me. I was at their mercy, sucking one's tongue a few times, licking another

's lips a few times. Fighting four men alone left me scrambling and overwhelmed,

utterly pathetic.

At that moment, the class monitor suddenly ordered everyone to stop. We looked at him, puzzled. A strange smile appeared on his face

. I knew he was up to something again.

Chapter Six

P.S.: I really suspect the class monitor has a fetish. The first time we met, he did something

unexpected . This time, he did something even more unexpected. The class monitor

picked up a conch shell from the nearby seawater. The conch was a thin cone shape, and it seemed to have been washed away for a long time;

the edges were worn smooth, and there were even small holes in some places.

The squad leader placed the seashell in front of me, and I knew what he was going to do. I was terrified, but I didn't want to

refuse. My only reaction was to stare wide-eyed at the seashell in his hand. Ahua and Gangzi lifted me

up, my hands gripping their shoulders, my legs spread wide.

Xiao Hou came over and licked my labia, quickly licking away the seawater and replacing it with slippery love juice.

Then the squad leader pulled Xiao Hou away and began thrusting his penis into me, my love juice increasing.

Because of the squad leader's strength, coupled with the impact of the seawater, Ahua and Gangzi could hardly stand in the water. Xiao Hou, who

was free to stand, bravely ran behind me and pressed his body against my back, making me feel like I was

sitting on a fixed tripod. No matter how much force the squad leader thrust in front of me, I could only receive it with my tender

pink lips. I had nowhere to retreat; every heavy thrust from the squad leader hit my cervix hard.

The squad leader held the seashell in his hand, rubbing it against my face. Occasionally, he'd put the seashell in my

mouth , making thrusting motions like oral sex. I, in turn, made lewd gestures with my tongue and

gave him provocative looks. The squad leader and his companions were clearly captivated by my seductive behavior. Besides the squad leader's penis inside me

, I could clearly feel the other three men's penises, all hard and pressing against me.

My vaginal fluid—or rather, my vaginal discharge—increased, and the seashell

was now covered in my saliva.

The squad leader used the seashell to replace himself, pressing it against my opening. Although the shell had lost its sharp edges,

its surface was still very rough. Fortunately, I had seen through the squad leader's plan from the beginning, so I had deliberately spit

a lot of saliva on the shell to ensure it was as lubricated as possible.

The shell slid in little by little along the tender pink flesh, its diameter increasing with each penetration

. I felt as if a vaginal speculum was being used, the cavity being stretched to its maximum.

I watched helplessly as the shell disappeared inside me, the strange feeling of fullness not only perceptible but also

visually penetrating my very soul. The spiraling threads on the shell

probed deeper into my body, the tender flesh within seemingly twisted into a spiral shape as well.

The shell's surface was covered in protrusions and stripes, giving me a sandpaper-like sensation, but instead of rubbing my vagina,

they rubbed against the fine hairs on my brow. My whole body began to tremble,

an indescribable pleasure and pain intertwining and seeping into my heart like a spiral.

My moans grew from barely audible to unrestrained abandon, eventually escalating into a near-hysterical

state. I completely lost myself. I

threw all the reserve a girl should have, and the professionalism a female reporter should possess, into the bottomless ocean. In this ocean, I abandoned all my dignity,

just as I abandoned the right to wear clothes.

Naked under the sun, I willingly accepted the wanton

ravaging of three men and a conch shell. Or perhaps I shouldn't use this word, but I simply couldn't find the right words. Sex at

this moment became a singular activity, devoid of spiritual communication, emotional fusion, only primal

, animalistic impulses. They were like this, and so was I.

Three penises alternated in various parts of my body, penetrating every possible

opening. Oh, and that conch shell too!

We went from the shallow water to the rocks on the beach. Sometimes Gangzi and Ahua took turns

deep , sometimes the class monitor and Xiao Hou made me a human sandwich, and sometimes

the conch shell, just pulled from my anus, was shoved into my mouth. Lewdness, filth, and baseness—these words were erased from my dictionary.

The only words I could remember were excitement, stimulation, self-indulgence, sexual pleasure, and orgasms—one

orgasm !

When the four of us recovered from our exhaustion, the sun was setting on the sea, and red and golden

clouds seemed to float on the surface. The sky was no longer azure, but a translucent purplish-red.

The sea reflected golden streaks, like millions of goldfish leaping and dancing. Not far to my left, Xiao Hou

and Gangzi leaned against a rock, while to my right, Ahua sat by the water, letting the waves wash over his feet. The class

monitor lay side by side on the soft sand; the afternoon sun and sea breeze had made the sand pleasantly warm. I lay there...

I gazed silently at the sky. My fatigue was slowly subsiding, and the storm of passion from just moments ago

played out in my mind like film reels.

Tomorrow I would leave this place; my life of indulgence would end. Deep

down, I wondered if I had truly found satisfaction in this life, or if I was even more reluctant to leave. I couldn't figure it out, nor did I want to think about it. I

had only one thought: from this moment until I left, I would indulge them even more, and of course, indulge myself as well.

I would no longer wear clothes; I would provide for their needs anytime, anywhere, whether they used my own

penis, machine gun bullets, seashells, or anything else I couldn't even imagine. I looked around at

them again. They were so still, like a hillside after a storm. The sunlight etched the strong lines of their bodies, and

the wind ruffled their hair, further emphasizing their unwavering figures. I thought of that saying: yes, they

are the most lovable people, and for these most lovable people, I would readily give everything.

July 14th, Thursday, windy.

Today is the day I leave. I think this is the last time I will write in my diary on this island.

They all came to my window several times just now, but these visits

were different ; they were reluctant to part with me. Not with my body, but truly with me as a person—I

could see that in their eyes. The conch shell from yesterday is on the table. Xiao Hou said he hoped I would

take , as a keepsake.

That young man, he spoke with such sincerity, as if the conch shell represented more than just

half a day of revelry; the way he held it made it seem like it represented a sacred

legend . Of course, I don't think my actions these past few days have been impure. I've truly

been happy these past few days, not just because of physical pleasure, but more so because of the emotional investment.

Well, I'll save these thoughts for later, after I leave. Before the supply ship arrives,

I should spend a little more time with them; perhaps this is my last time with them.

PS: I just came back from that thick house. Before that, I was using my body to bring them

joy. However, we weren't quite satisfied, or rather, neither of us was.

There was no way around it; some orders came in, the squad leader, Ahua, and Gangzi went on patrol, and Xiao Hou

had to go back to his duties. I could only return to my dormitory.

They were all unusually gentle today. For over an hour, we didn't try a group sex session once;

every time it was one-on-one. They said they wanted to give me the feeling of a lover. While we were doing it, they

never forgot to kiss my lips first, especially Xiao Hou; he seemed to kiss me

more than he was physically with me. After doing it with all four of them, I made a suggestion. This

suggestion was specifically for the squad leader: I proposed using his gun to perform another masturbation act for them. They

were overjoyed.

Unfortunately, I didn't have time to fulfill my promise, because the order came in at that moment

. The supply ship would be arriving soon, and I might not even be able to wait for the squad leader and the others to return from patrol. Reluctantly, I

've already dressed and am preparing to leave.

P.S.: I'm really excited right now. The squad leader and the others are back from patrol, and just then, the island received

a new message: huge waves are expected in this area within the next hour.

When Xiao Hou first ran to tell me this, I didn't understand what it meant, but later

several other people came to my dorm and told me the same thing. While I was wondering what was going on

, the squad leader told me that normally huge waves don't mean anything special, but today's message

meant the supply ship wouldn't be able to reach this area—meaning I wouldn't be able to leave today! Wow,

when I heard that news, and even now, I'm incredibly excited. I don't know

why, but I'm overjoyed to be able to stay one more day.

P.S.: Although I don't have to leave the island today, I do need to leave my dorm

because Xiao Hou just called me... "The class monitor asked me to ask you if the performance you promised to do this morning still counts.

" Of course it counts! Not only the performance I promised this morning, but also the performance I did specifically for the class monitor that day, I

'll re-enact them for you all. Watching Xiao Hou happily run off, my heart suddenly warmed, and my

body　　　　 felt hot.

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