Stranded in Paradise

Off to the east, Nick caught a glimpse of what he thought looked green. Maybe he was hallucinating from the heat with nothing to eat or drink for the last few days. This was the direction the birds flew, so he kept on rowing until he felt his arms ready to give out. The aches and pains didn't stop him in trying to reach his destination. As he drew closer, he did see trees and greenery. It looked as if he had finally found a safe haven.
But maybe it wasn't a safe haven. His mind felt jumbled as he saw what looked like an island with a small beach of white sand. Nick couldn't move his arms any longer and slumped down into the bottom of the boat hoping the waves washed him ashore. He felt his mind going blank as a darkness swept over him. Awakening, he felt a cold cloth wiping his face and someone holding something to his lips for him to drink.
He drank greedily, but whoever was holding the soothing water, pulled back to let him know to take his time. Nick glanced up to see two young native women hovering over him. They had dark skin with dark hair trailing down their backs. Both had on skimpy clothing showing a tantalizing view of their dark skinned beauty and shapely figures. He silently wondered if he had died out in the ocean and gone to heaven, but the image of the women persisted and he realized he had made it to land.
Right then the two looked so beautiful. Nick's addled thoughts rambled believing he had never seen such beauty before, but maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him. Maybe he thought they were beautiful because they were saving him. Either way he didn't care. He had someone to take care of him in his time of need and they were beautiful to him.