Walking back to the hut, you can smell something cooking. When you arrive, you see several bunches of large leaves turning brown in the coals of the fire. The leaves are easily recoginizable since most of the trees in the area have the same type leaves still on them. Using a stick, Jimmy worked several of the smoldering leaves clear of the coals. "Hey!" called Tommy, "There are a couple tables inside the hut."
Looking inside, you can see several changes have been made to your new living quarters. For one, the hut is now larger inside. Poles have been erected and there are six hammocks made of woven vines hanging there. Each is wide enough for two people to sleep comfortably. There is a low-slung table big enough for all twelve of you to sit around. Also, leaning near the door, are several slender spears, each tipped with a small piece of sharpened obsidian.
Stu and Sam had helped Jimmy carry the bundles of leaves inside and placed them on the table. Unwrapped, they filled the hut with the aroma of roasted fish, bananas and some type of nut. Sitting on the table, unnoticed until they sat down to eat were several obsidian knives. Jimmy used one to fillet the fish and placed half a fillet on the leaf sitting before Alexa. He did the same for Marsha. He flipped the fish over and served Lnda and Sara the same way. Tom took another knife and began doing the same until all twelve of them had a quarter fish, half a banana and a handfull of the nuts sitting before them on a green leaf which served as a placesetting. All the kids ate heartily, hungry from their exertions at the beach.
After they ate, the girls took the remains of the meal and threw them into the coals. They watched as the leaves smoldered for a while before catching fire. The fish bones seemed to burn readily as did the banana peels. "I have to pee," Linda said. Several of the other girls added their voices in agreement.
Red said, "There's a path over here that wasn't here earlier. Let's see where it goes." He led the way and they soon found it led to an open area which had a long length of smooth log positioned over a deep cravass. It was plain that someone could sit on the log and their waste would fall into the pit. "Actually," Red said, "I think you could fit two people pretty easily. If you're willing to bump butts, you might even get three on it at a time. This appears to be our toilet. We'll have to come up with something for wiping, but this is it for now."
The boys left, allowing the girls their small privacy. Alexa said, "Well, I went as soon as I saw that yellow sky. But, I think I might just be able to go again." She sat on the log, her butt perched near the front and spreading her legs, she soon relaxed enough for a stream of urine to come flowing out. When she finished, she got up, saying, "Well, except for not being able to wipe, it's almost like home."
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