EIGHTEEN
The sound of screaming had Xan on her feet and running for the source before her brain had processed that it wasn't coming from a bathroom. This sounded like it was coming from Pearl Beach and, yes, while it was so high pitched it did sound like a girl, experience had taught her that screaming men didn't sound much different. She burst through the last of the palms and spotted the girl – Flavia – wrestling with Jay in the shallows, still screaming hysterically.
"Get off her, you wanker!" Xan shouted, charging in to help Flavia. Together, they shoved the surprisingly unresisting arsehole off the n***d girl. Jay lay on his back in the water, unconscious. Xan was impressed. Flavia must have knocked the r****g bastard out before he could even take his pants off. "Are you all right?
