Once it became clear that Covid was going to be an apparently endless cluster fuck, Jessie and Jack decided they had to change up their lives. Being locked up in their apartment and living life on Zoom only confirmed what they had been feeling even before the pandemic. Commuting an hour each way to a soulless job and taking only two weeks of vacation a year was crushing them. The next step for them was kids. They weren’t...

Jessie and Jack rifled through their duffles in search of something a little dressier than their birthday suits. Jessie had it relatively easy as sponsors gifted her resort-wear to advertise on Instagram. She found a sarong, a midnight-blue blouse, and her only pair of heels. She tried a bra, but elected on airy comfort, and ditched it. She looked pretty fantastic. Jack only managed a pair of khaki’s, a wrinkled button-up...

Jack and Jessie struggled their way down the stairs in the pitch black. Jessie turned an ankle and stubbed a toe in her high heels until she abandoned them. Jack hit his head on an overhanging branch. But, eventually, they made it to Jay Bird. They slept, restlessly and still in their clothes, for a few hours. When they woke, hungover, they both wondered if perhaps a warm bath, and a night in a real bed, might have been w...

When they arrived at the dock, the beautiful Afro-English maid was waiting with dressing gowns. She had always been rather unfriendly before, but in this moment, she handed the robes to Jesse and Jack with a look of caring empathy. Jack and Jesse were exhausted. They struggled up the very steep path and stairs until they reached the back lawn. Winston had told them to take a nap and to have a bath. Jack and Jessie agreed...