Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2019 16:54:33 +0000
From: Al Peres <al.peres@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Island That Never Was Chapter 4

			THE ISLAND THAT NEVER WAS
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				by Al Peres


				PART 4
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Chapter 16
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At dawn and before the sunrise they prepared to sail off the bay; Jeremy
and Jackie made quick eye contact of complicity. The ship was like a horse
in the race box. They hauled the bow jibs with Helen at the helm; Bernard
raised the anchor and the ship started smoothly moving to the bay's
entrance; when they passed the reef line all got naked. Jeremy and Bernard
pulled up the beautiful knife-like large main sail; then it was as if a
monster pushed the boat into high seas; soon she was sailing at a very fair
speed of about twelve knots. Jeremy then commented:

       "She is beautiful, dad, with this light wind and we are at such
speed; she is like a feather; I believe we can reach eighteen knots with
good wind. There is no war or merchant ship that could catch us." They
joined Helen at the helm and the three made a package together.

       "Helen, your dad knew what he had built; she is wonderful." The girl
sighed and her eyes blurred remembering his family. They navigated in
various directions without losing the view of their paradise. They had
lunch and continued turning and proving all-possible moves.  Before the
sunset, they put her bow to the island, and before the sun disappeared on
the West they launched the anchor in the bay. They were really tired and
the next day would be the key one. After dinner, all four went to bed and a
few minutes later they were sleeping like rocks.  They were awoken by the
corvette's bell announcing she was lifting anchors for a day of sailing
checks. After breakfast they got ready to go to the cave, they needed to
start transporting their few belongings to the yacht, especially the old
captain's trunk.

       "Mr Northfield, this trip will cost a lot of money, isn't it?"

       "Yes, but I expect we won't have any financial problems. Why?" He
stood, took a screwdriver he had already prepared.

       "Please, come with me." Helen, Jeremy and Bernard looked at each
other perplexed but they followed the boy into the ship and under the
deck. They descended the steep and went to the small toilette; he kneeled
down near the basin and unscrewed a piece of wood perfectly simulated. He
introduced his small hand and extracted a handful of gold coins. Jackie
stared at his friends that were astonished as he explained: "There are many
like these, inside, probably the equivalent of ten thousand guineas or
more." Bernard took one piece and touched it, returning it to Jackie. The
boy then continued. "This is all our property to take us to our country."
He stood proudly and Bernard put his hands on the little beautiful brown
boy's shoulders.

       "Thank you, Jackie, but it is yours. If we need them I'll ask you to
lend me a loan until we reach our country. Now we have enough with what the
Crown's representative has advanced me from the reward for catching Capitan
Black."

       "But it is ours!" The boy insisted. Helen then answered him:

       "Jackie, we love you, not only for trusting us but for many
things. Dad is telling you that we would not have any financial problem
because the Crown has rewarded us with twenty thousand guineas for
capturing Captain Black, plus the ship. Once we are in our country, you
will need this money to continue being a free colour person; money makes
easier everything.  Duly invested, you will be able to buy a house and live
comfortably with that money; dad will take care of it, if you like, of
course." He argued near upset:

       "But I want to be near you, to live your lives, to enjoy your
babies... in summary to love you all; you are my only family..." Helen took
the little boy to his heart and hugged him tenderly, rubbing his black
silky hair.

       "We love you too, Jackie, we are very proud of being your friends
and your family. You'll be with us for the rest of your life, as long as
you want it, but that has nothing to do with your money." Jeremy hugged his
friend and he felt the smooth skin that he had touched the previous night;
his cock started to get stiff in the confine of his shorts.

       "It is said and nothing to be added. Item closed." Bernard confirmed
this and then he asked the brown boy:

       "How did you know this money was there?" Jackie grinned.

       "Well, it is a long story. I'll tell you in the boat to the island,
otherwise, we'll be here the whole day." They grinned and proceeded around
the island, and then he started. "When the ship was captured it was sold to
a couple of middle-aged men; mammy and I included in the pack; they were
queers as I am. They placed the vessel on dry dock and made a deep
inspection and repair; adding all the new techniques you have seen;
renewing the clocks and especially the compasses. They knew what a ship
was, and were amazed by her hull and especially the bronze keel; those
technical advances did not match with current shipbuilding methods. They
felt happy with their purchase because had deceived the pirates.

We visited many ports and always they brought into the ship many young men
and boys to fuck; they made orgies enjoying their trips. Mammy died a few
months later and a new cook replaced her; queer like them. They treated me
very well because I liked to participate in their reunions, sucking cocks
and jacking off men and boys. When I was nine, a boy of eleven fucked me
for the first time and just a few months ago the men did it, too." Jeremy
interrupted him when they arrived at a little beach near the volcano.

       "Jackie, someone told me that your butt hurts when you are
penetrated. Is that true?"

       "Truth to be said, yes; it hurts the first times; not with boys,
especially if they were under thirteen; however with men was different; but
after a few times the pain disappeared and I started enjoying it, too. I
became the cook's assistant and they fed me quite well. I observed them
when they paid suppliers or when they bribed port authorities until I
discovered where they had the money hidden. When Captain Black captured us,
he recognised me and did not sell me as he did with the others. After a few
days, he fucked my butt and..." Jackie then started laughing loudly.

       "What are you laughing at? It is a serious matter." Jeremy
argued. Jackie discarded Jeremy's words and continued:

       "Do you remember how big he was? Well, he had a tiny dick compared
to his body. The first time he brought me to his cabin, before he
undressed, told me he would kill me if I made fun of him; I didn't of
course. I told him I was glad that he had a fair dick, not small because we
could both enjoy it. He was happy and since then he treated me very well
and I shared his cabin and bed, not allowing anyone to touch me."

They climbed the volcano until reaching the cave; entered and started
collecting their things and transporting them to the boat, always one of
them was watching in case someone approached.  Before they left, Bernard
advised:

       "We are going to collect the pearls and the jewels, please daughter,
be careful that no one is watching us; take the spyglass and have an around
look." The brown-skinned boy did not know what they were talking about, but
he did not ask. Then Bernard instructed him: "Jackie, take that oil lamp
and light it. Jeremy, please take those small empty coconuts." They walked
up to the bottom of the cave; Jeremy lifted a rounded rock covered with
sand and extracted a cloth tied by four corners; he untied it and appeared
the pearls. Jackie carried his hand to his mouth shocked with the
revelation.

       "My God, that's a great fortune!" Jeremy grinned.

       "Still you haven't seen all. Wait a minute." Jeremy then dug a
little further and uncovered the fine pouch containing the diamonds,
topazes and coins. Jackie opened wide his eyes in disbelief.

       "How... how... did you get those..." Jeremy interrupted his new
friend.

       "We found the jewels here in the cave, hidden into a ship cannon."

       "Yes, it is a real fortune, son," Bernard added. "Now the most
difficult part is to carry them to our country without anyone knowing its
existence. I don't know much about its value, but all of this must be more
or less five times of your gold coins, without including the diamonds."

       "How did you get so many pearls?" The astonished boy asked.

       "Helen and I did diving between the rocks and extracting
oysters. Still, there is a great bank near the black rock."

       "But they are striking! Anyone would pay a lot of money only for a
few of them!"

       "We know that fact, Jackie; therefore we must keep an absolute
secret, otherwise we would be killed and this island destroyed." The brown
boy hugged Bernard from behind.

       "Thanks for your confidence in me." Jeremy grinned:

       "Jackie, now you are a part of our family, we are a family team to
fight and work together," Bernard added.

       "Very well, son. Now Jackie, please relief Helen and be extremely
careful." He went outside and they proceeded to fill three small coconuts
with pearls; two were placed apart and one to be buried in a different
place, only known by Helen and Jeremy. Jeremy looked at his father
questioning him in silence. Bernard guessed his son thoughts: "Jeremy, we
must thank Mother Nature, therefore we'll leave here her part. Besides, we
never know what can happen in the future; this is a reserve just in case
you, your sons or your grandsons might need them."  Father and son stared
at each other understanding and then started walking to the entrance.  They
met Helen and Jackie. "Here is our treasure, not all of it; we have left a
part to Mother Nature since we took them from her. That will be our
secret. Let's go to the boat." They walked down with some difficulty with
the trunk; they loaded it in the boat and rowed to the yacht. They docked
to the side facing the sea and loaded the large box on the yacht. Things
were distributed thru the ship, except the pearls and jewels that were
hidden in a place suggested by Jackie and Helen. They had just finished
when a boat approached. A midshipman asked for Bernard.

       Sir, the Captain is calling you for a meeting and dinner today at
the sunset, as soon as the corvette returns from her navigation checks."

       "Alright. Please tell your Captain that I'll be there before the
sunset."

       "Thank you, sir. I'll inform him." The teenager ordered to row back
to the frigate. When the boat was at enough distance that could not hear
them, Helen instructed.

       "We'll organise our own dinner here; I don't like leaving Jackie
alone."

       "Alright. We are now almost ready to sail off for Cape
Town. Tomorrow our task will be to collect enough fresh fruits, especially
green ripe bananas, not yellow ones, coconuts, roots, etc. Depending on the
day of departure, we'll fill our tanks with fresh water, therefore, after
lunch, we will clean her with those herbs we have brought from the island."

This is what they did. Long before the fixed time, Bernard rowed to the
frigate where he was received as an officer. Boys and girl looked at each
other and as if they were in common agreement, took their clothes off and
naked jumped into the warm water on the opposite side to shore, so no one
could watch them from the large ship. They enjoyed, played and then dried
under the sun lying on the deck near the cockpit. Cleaned, they sat on the
deck near the cockpit with the legs crossed as Indians do.

       "What's about if we play strip poker?" They grinned.

       "But we are nearly naked; I wonder what objects we can use to play
cards."

       "Well, use your imagination; the head is for something else than
holding your hat," Helen alleged. Jeremy laughed at his girl's
occurrence. Jackie then pointed out:

       "Well, we can assume we have a shirt, a pair of trousers, and two
shoes. But how shall we reach the end?"

       "We'll play; the one who loses will put off an item until he is
naked. The last one keeping something on will be the winner; he or she then
will be the master, and during an hour the others will be his or her
slaves, no matter what she or he orders, whenever it is possible to carry
it out. Do you agree?" The girl asked slyly.

       "Yes, we do." The boys answered at unison. Jackie stood and went
inside the ship and came with a pack of cards and started playing. Soon
seemed that Jeremy would be the winner because Helen had only her shirt on,
and Jackie his shorts, nevertheless, the winner now, loser later. He
started losing and soon they were only with an item on; they had lost
everything and were even. The next three hands would decide the winner. In
the first hand, Jeremy lost, so he went entirely naked expecting the next
move. Jackie and Helen played and after a long silence Jackie tossed three
cards off and Helen one; she grinned but finally, Jackie beat Helen. Helen
then asked:

       "Well master, what do you order?" He smirked slyly.

       "Let's go under the deck to the big bed." Jeremy cunningly grinned
as his dick started getting hard; his young body needed sex in great doses
and that's what he expected. He was not wrong. When they were in the main
cabin the master ordered: "Please, all full naked. Helen, you lay on your
back in the centre." Helen grinned.

       "Yes, master." Once they were ready he could watch Jeremy's
beautiful cock hard, and starting to spill a clear watery liquid; he could
not take off his eyes from that part of Jeremy's anatomy; his little cock
aching from touching it.

       "Now Jeremy, be tender and make sweet love to Helen from her navel
up; I mean make love, so be gentle and kiss her as much as you can and she
wants; think she would be one day the mother of your children." Jeremy and
Helen stared each other in love, their mouths glued and their tongues
swirling inside passionately as only two young lovers can do. Jackie spread
Helen's legs and raised them to her chest, so her rose pucker was in front
of him. Without hesitation, he put his long tongue on it licking and
lapping the nerve ends. Helen trembled and couldn't stop stretching out a
little her legs since she could not bear that new and unknown to her
sensation. She broke for a moment her kissing and screamed in
pleasure. Jackie smiled and continued his actions now licking the space
between her anus and wonderful little pussy that was wet. Her breath
increased as Jeremy now was licking and sucking her erected nipples.  She
was close to her orgasm as Jackie lapped firstly her pussy's lips, sucked
her little clit and then put his tongue into her vagina, further than where
her seal had been. This time she could not stop screaming in pleasure as a
great orgasm was quickly building up into her. Jeremy wanted to jerk off
himself because he was very close to climax, too, only watching and hearing
Helen moans, but the master had ordered not to touch himself. Jackie also
could not resist the temptation of releasing himself, so he placed his left
hand on his balls and squished them pretending to help they spurted what
they had not. Then Helen arched her hips, pulled her boy's face to her and
all of Jeremy's tongue went into her mouth. She groaned thru her nose as a
spasm went thru her young body. She was feeling one of the strongest
climaxes she had ever experienced up to now.

Jackie climaxed too and Jeremy, watching his love trembling in pleasure, he
also started spurting his small load of semen between her nipples. He had
not touched himself, but that was too much excitement for his teenager
body. Jackie was in his post-orgasm as Helen was too, both now breathing
heavily and recovering. When he saw Jeremy squirting his sweet cream, he
left Helen's pussy and quickly took in his mouth that long and beautiful
boy-meat. Jeremy had had a medium orgasm but Jackie's sucking renewed his
strength, his balls pushed up again and his orgasm resumed until he was
totally spent. The brown boy left his friend's cock when he felt it was
coming flaccid, as his. Helen and Jeremy were lying on their back with
their faces turned, so their breaths mixed and lips touched. Jackie's head
was resting on Jeremy's spread legs, his flaccid cock only a few
centimetres from his lips, so he could reach it only extending his tongue.
Within a few minutes of rest, they were recovered, looked at each other and
the three started to laugh. The girl then asked.

       "And now, what are your orders, Master?" They laughed again. Jackie
stood and disappeared to the galley; one minute later he was back with a
pot of white fat. He started stroking Jeremy's dick that came immediately
into life. He took some fat with his fingers and smeared it on Jeremy's
hard cock-head.

       "Helen, what I told Jeremy is now valid for you. Please love him as
he deserves, I'll take care of his cock. Please, Jeremy lay on your back."
Jeremy did as ordered and Helen immediately started kissing him as Jeremy
caressed her nipples, hair, and those parts she much liked. Jackie
straddled Jeremy, took his hard cock with his left hand and guided it to
his butt; he sighed when he felt the head touching his anxious hole. Jackie
pushed down and Jeremy's full cock went into him till the hilt in a single
move. Jeremy did not expect that new sensation; he felt his cock wrapped in
a warm cave, even almost as Helen's vagina, but not so slippery. After some
time, Jackie started fucking himself impaled on Jeremy's hard boy tool.
Jeremy moaned in pleasure.

Then Jackie ordered: "Helen, straddle your lover on his chest so he can
reach your pussy with his tongue." She put her hands on the headboard of
the bed and felt how her vagina was again being tongue fucked as she
screamed in delight. Jeremy extended his left hand and got Jackie hard cock
and followed the strokes as he pulled up and down on his hard dick. Several
minutes passed by and they started again experiencing the new orgasms. The
first to come was Jackie and Jeremy nearly at the same time. Jeremy arched
his hips to introduce as much as possible of his dick into Jackie's rectum
and Jackie pushed down with the same aim. They screamed with loud moans as
they were hit by their respective orgasms. Helen fucked by her lover's
tongue also reached the point of no return. The three fell on a heap on the
bed breathing very hard. Jeremy kissed Helen and then she kissed him and
Jackie. When they recovered, Jackie looked at his friends with love.

       "Master, do you have any additional orders?"

       "Yes I do, but I'll leave them to your own criteria." He grinned and
pressed the couple's hands that were united, and then jumped from the
bed. Taking his shorts went up on the deck, leaving them alone with their
mutual love. He felt the happiest boy in the world. He sat on a wood
armchair nailed to the deck looking at the West, the sun was now clearly
approaching the horizon and probably an hour later would hide behind the
sea.

The corvette had returned and he could watch and hear the orders getting
ready for departure.  Jeremy and Helen enjoyed their deep love together as
a married couple for almost an hour.  They talked during the relax periods
and when they were entirely satisfied, dressed and went up on deck. Jackie
was contemplating the sunset when he felt two arms around his soft and
still baby fatty chest; he had jerked off twice watching the sun, thinking
about what he had experienced. He had fucked and been fucked many times
during the last two years by men and boys but never had felt the emotions
and affection as today. He felt really happy and thanked his ancestor's
goodness for his good luck. He felt Helen's lips on his right cheek and a
kiss of pure love. She murmured to his ear:

       "We like you, Jackie. We like you heaps." Jeremy went around and
kneeled in front of the brown boy; he looked into Jackie's deep black eyes
that had the longest eyelids he had ever seen. "What a great mix", he
thought.

       "Jackie, we have a proposal to make you; of course, it is up to you
to accept it or not."  The handsome brown boy looked bewildered to his
friends.

       "What is it?" Helen sat near him and started:

       "Jackie, my father picked you up when he was in Africa; you were
only a baby. That's what he always told us. During the time you were
onboard he treated you not as a slave, but as something different. Almost
certainly he loved you; I don't know. You know that I haven't any brothers,
only... an awful aunty, and I will never be with her. Jeremy and I have
discussed and agreed that I will declare that you are my half brother. No
one can reject my word; I can always say that my father told me this and
now I want to recognize that fact." She paused while the younger boy
digested her words. Jeremy was kneading Jackie's smooth thighs as Helen
continued: "What do you think?" Jackie was amazed; even he did not realise
what his friend was doing to him. In other circumstances, his dick would
have been harder than a rock. He knew she was not his sister; he had been
told many times that his mother had died during the capture of slaves;
well... that was what he had learnt about his family. How could he...? Two
tears dribbled down his brown and smooth cheeks.

       "That's a white lie and you know very well that. I could have slaved
if I confirm what you say and they find out the truth; but never mind, I
thank you very much for your good intentions.  It wouldn't work." Helen
looked at him sternly.

       "Why not? Besides, you don't need to confirm anything. The entire
fault would lie on my side and they cannot say it isn't true, because the
only witnesses, my mother and my uncle, are dead. My aunt did not talk to
my father after he married my mother; so she can't argue against this."
They kept silence for some time, Jeremy then added:

       "She's right, brother. It is a good idea. You'll be highly
considered, respected and with money..." Jackie was not fully convinced and
insisted:

       "But I told you what I want is to live with you, being your cook or
whatever you want from me and love your children. Why shall we complicate
that? For me, it is more than enough."  Helen kissed him a peck.

       "Because you deserve it and besides we love you. You'll live with us
and take care of our children if that is what you want, but you will be our
brother and if we have children, we will be very proud they call you Uncle
Jack. You would enjoy our position, so I won't admit any argument against
this. Item closed." He looked at both, extended his smooth arms and hugged
them with tears on his lovely and deep black eyes. After a while, they
broke the embrace.

       "I must recognize that this would be the most beautiful thing in the
world... I, a Marten!  That would be incredible." Then Helen quickly said:

       "But possible. There must be some legal procedures involved to
follow, but if we are determined we can overcome them. Let's ask dad when
he returns from the meeting, I'm sure he can sort out everything and
finally get our goal."

       "Alright, he knows more about this than anybody else." They stood
and went to prepare dinner. It was very dark when Bernard returned from the
dinner meeting in the frigate. After exchanging some news about the
frigate's plans he called them for a meeting in the study cabin and he
started explaining the agreement.

       "We'll sail off the day after tomorrow escorted by the
corvette. During the day we can sail at the rear or ahead of her, but
during the night we must be on tow to the corvette. I'll be an official in
the warship; therefore, I have to perform my task as I used to do in our
whale-ship.  Once in Cape Town, we'll be introduced to the Governor of the
place who'll decide about our safety return to Britain. A three copies
memorandum and an introduction letter, with all of the events, is being
raised, one copy for the Admiralty, another one for the Governor in Cape
Town and the third to be delivered by the frigate to the Governor of
Adelaide in Australia. Besides, tomorrow we have the Captain as a guest for
lunch; so, early morning I want you to fish something special... what about
some oysters?" Jackie answered his friend.

       "That would be fantastic for the first course; if we can fish a tuna
it would be splendid; I can prepare them so the Captain will never forget
our luncheon. I have spotted some tunas outside the bay."

       "The ship is already full with all we may need during our trip to
Cape Town; a few fresh bunches of bananas would be the best for
desserts. I'll help with everything." Bernard looked at Jeremy and Helen,
they seemed not to be so enthusiastic, and Bernard stared at them and
added. "I think you have something in mind, don't you?"

       "Yes dad, but..."

       "Come on! Spit it right now." He smiled. Jeremy looked at Helen and
she looked back at Jeremy. "Well, I am waiting..."

       "Dad, Helen and I have decided to declare that Jackie is her half
brother; he doesn't want it because he argues it is a lie, though he
recognizes it would be great, who knows it?"  Helen then intervened.

       "I'm determined to declare this fact before the Governor and the
Captain because perhaps he really is. It is true that my parents never told
me that, but that wouldn't alter the truth. My father could have reasons to
keep that for himself; for instance: my mom and his brother's opinion; but
now all are gone and my aunt never talked to my dad after he married my
mom." She then near in a whisper added stressing the words: "I am
determined to it; it would be my word against who say otherwise." All kept
silence but Jackie tears were visible rolling on his smooth brown
face. Bernard hugged very tight his new daughter for a few moments.

       "I was proud of you Helen; but now you have demonstrated how great
your soul is and that makes me very, very happy." She stared at him and
hugged Bernard very tight. "Alright Helen, but we must talk about all of
this, and prepare a strategy with possible answers. I am sure you will be
questioned by the authorities, but if you maintain in your position no one
could attack you, except on one point."

       "What's that point, dad?" She asked anxiously.

       "Don't offend yourselves because I am already ashamed, but our
society and especially the judges, will not be ready to declare Jackie as
your father's heir since he's older than you are." She then grinned
cunningly.

       "That's not a problem. Jackie isn't registered in any office and we
are only a few months difference. My appearance is that I'm older than he
is, so I can say that he is four days younger than me and that my father
had told me this during the trip before we were captured by the pirates."

       "That's a strong argument. We'll talk carefully all of this during
our journey back to Cape Town. I want to hear your opinion, Jackie." Jackie
looked at Bernard with those deep black eyes blurred with tears.

       "I don't know Bernard, but what I can confirm right now is that I
love you all with all my heart and I would gladly give my life for any of
you." He could not continue because he started sobbing hard. Helen, Bernard
and Jeremy surrounded him trying to cheer him up.

Chapter 17
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The following day they did what had programmed. With the help of a large
boat from the frigate, they filled the tanks with fresh water. Brought
fresh fruits, and were lucky, because they fished a tuna and Jeremy and
Helen brought enough oysters for the luncheon with the Captain. They
enjoyed the meal with Bernard's uncle. The captain heard the declaration
made by Helen with her recognition of Jackie as her half brother. He called
two officers from the frigate to witness this statement and ordered to
write it down in the ship-log, just in case one of them had an accident or
die during the trip. He then told goodbye to them. They were terribly
excited that night to think on sex; before they went to bed, Bernard said:

       "Tomorrow will be a great day for us. Helen will be in charge of the
helm; Jeremy and Jackie will take care of the jibs and I will be in charge
of the mainsail." They went to bed after saying good nights, and a few
minutes later all were asleep as rocks. Jackie felt the hardness of
Jeremy's dick between his thighs but he was too tired to go ahead with a
sex session. At dawn, they were having breakfast and with the first lights,
the frigate shot one cannon announcing the departure. One after the other,
the ships left the bay sailing into the open sea; a few miles away the
frigate took Southeast course to Australia and the corvette and the yacht
bound to Northwest.

Bernard and the children looked at their paradise where their lives had
met. Silent tears trickled down their young faces, especially on Jeremy,
and Helen. Jeremy took her hand in his and shouted goodbye. Eventually,
would they ever come back? An hour later the island was out of sight and as
children that they were they forgot the moment and started playing around
the ship.  For Bernard it was different; his stay in that paradise had
changed his entire life. He was a different person in all senses.

That first day the wind blew well and good and the jibs were more than
enough to follow the corvette; they tried different manoeuvres along the
day and the ship responded wonderfully to any order. Helen's dad had done a
great job in the design and building the ship as one of the best engineers
in England. Some of his innovations would have not been generally
introduced until two centuries later, as the heavy long sharp keel that had
displaced the gravity centre of the ship, giving her excellent stability,
also the inclined bow. They were living in the second half of the 18th
Century. At the sunset, they were in tow with the corvette, and after
dinner, Bernard was transhipped to the warship for his guard. Since the
children had no task to perform, except to clean the upper deck, once they
finished went to bed. They were extremely tired and when Bernard returned
from his guard boys and girl were hard asleep.

The second day and the following ones were different, as they had
comfortably rested. Now the sun was shining with special brightness, the
wind was good and the children were enjoying the sailing. Bernard ordered
all sails on, and the ship responded doubling the corvette's speed.  After
half an hour, they only could see the far image of the corvette's sails and
her top flag.  Jeremy then asked:

       "Dad, can we stay in the nude? I don't think the corvette can see
us, even with the spyglass." That excited the three children, especially
Jackie that felt how his four inches cock started to get hard.

       "Yes, you can if you want it, I'll remain with my shorts on." The
three immediately got naked and started joking without leaving their
tasks. The boys immediately went with their dick hard for different
reasons. Jeremy because he watched his beautiful girl in all her wonderful
splendour; and Jackie because he loved Jeremy's tanned body and Bernard's
strong muscled chest. He sighed and instinctively started slowly rubbing
his dick. Jeremy went to the helm and approached Helen from behind; she
smiled at her boy: "I love him with all my heart. I couldn't live without
him." She thought. She would always be in that boy's net.

Jeremy extended his arms around her and started kneading softly her hard
nipples while his hard dick was looking the way to penetrate her from
behind. They had never fucked in that way, let alone onboard of the ship
with the movement produced by the waves. The girl turned her face and their
mouths met as their tongues joined in a special kiss. She felt her boy's
hard cock between her thighs. Helen fixed the helm with the special device
since the vessel did not need to change her course, at least for a few
hours; and then guided his dick into her pussy. Jeremy pushed up and
partially went into her; she squirmed and moaned in pleasure, but she
wanted him completely into her. She turned around, placed one hand around
Jeremy's hips and with the other guided his cock into her again. United in
that way they started making love each other with the moves produced by the
yacht.

Bernard looked at them and did as if he did not see anything, but his hard
cock was tenting his shorts and his dick aching. He was standing near the
cockpit preparing some ropes and lashing properly the captain's
trunk. Jackie observed his tenting and he could not stop himself. He went
from behind and yanked Bernard's short trousers to the floor; he turned
quickly around and met the lovely dark brown rounded face waiting for his
cock. Before he could realise, Jackie put the big dickhead into his mouth
and started sucking it eagerly. Bernard got dizzy with pleasure, he did not
know what to do, but the pleasure was so intense and great, and he was so
in need...  He stopped thinking; placed his hands around the beautiful
boy's head and helped him to suck his large meat.

Jackie was used to performing good blowjobs and he wanted to carry out the
best of his life. He took Bernard's balls in his left hand while with the
other was masturbating himself. Bernard moaned, he closed his eyes as that
wonderful sensation was creeping into his loins to his dick as if he was a
young boy. His knees buckled and he had to put his hand on the wall of the
cockpit to prevent falling down. Then he heard Helen and Jeremy's screams
muffled by the noise of the wind on the jibs. Jackie also had had his
orgasm, perhaps not as strong and intense as Bernard's, but he was happy to
see that his adored man had enjoyed his ministration. Besides he found
fantastic not needing to swallow any sperm. He rose up and Bernard
attracted him to his chest as he tussled his silky hair.

       "I'll pay you back tonight when I return from my guard. From now on,
trade your cabin with Helen, she needs Jeremy and we need each other."
Jackie nodded; he put himself on tiptoe and kissed Bernard on the lips a
peck.

       "I'll be ready waiting for you when you return. I like you heaps,
Bernard." The man dragged again his new lover to his chest and caressed his
soft back. He looked at Helen and Jeremy that were staring at him; they
grinned and nodded. Helen and Jeremy were very pleased with the change; it
was true: his dad needed Jackie and Jackie needed him. He thought he had
enjoyed himself fucking Jackie, but he preferred his Helen.

Before the sunset, they sailed back and joined the warship, placing the
small vessel on tow.  Bernard got ready for his early guard; he looked at
the horizon and very far away he could see black clouds threatening, as
that fatal night almost three years ago. At least they would get heavy
rain, he thought; they were in the South hemisphere autumn and were leaving
behind the rare tropical zone where the island was. Soon they would have to
change into different clothes.  Before he took the little boat, he told the
children:

       "I don't like those clouds, please be careful with them and don't go
to bed until I return, at least one of you must remain awoken." Immediately
Jackie answered.

       "I'll wait for you, so Helen and Jeremy can sleep, if the storm
arrives, I'll wake them up.  In any case, we'll follow the procedure that
we have established."

       "Alright, son; I'll see you later." The boys and girl started
working, tiding everything up and securing every possible part on deck and
under the deck, though there were not many things on deck, except the
near-empty trunk that had belonged to the "Seagull" dead captain.  The
design of the ship permitted a great speed, however, the deck was very
exposed to be swept by the waves if they were rough. Jeremy then argued:

	"It is a pity that this stupid storm comes during the night, I
would like to give a lesson to those they called themselves "wolves of the
sea". We must secure everything, especially on deck." Helen looked at her
lover.

       "Don't worry, perhaps we'll have high waves all day tomorrow, and
who knows, maybe the day after tomorrow, too." Then slowing her voice she
added: "We must take the opportunity before the storm comes." Jeremy
grinned at her, hypnotised by those brilliant blue eyes as the rare blue
diamond.

       "Why do I love you so much, my red queen?" She made a feminine
grimace and kissed him a peck on the lips. The time went by and Helen and
Jeremy went to bed. Jackie closed the cockpit hermetically and remained on
the deck looking at the corvette`s lights. The night was very dark but
warm; a soft breeze was blowing right from the stern and the corvette
advanced at a good speed. He descended for a moment under the deck and
could hear the moans from the main cabin as Helen and Jeremy were enjoying
their young lives. His dick got hard but he wanted to wait until Bernard
returned from his duties. He took something from the galley and went back
on deck.

The brown boy prayed to his old ancestor's goodness thanking for what was
happening to him.  He waited for a few hours; even he was almost asleep
when Bernard arrived. He caressed the boy's back and they went under the
deck, securing the entrance's door that was fitted with a rubber joint
around the frame to prevent the sea water to enter. With the lamp in his
hand, Bernard had a look into the main cabin and could observe that Jeremy
and Helen were snoring; she was cuddled in the handsome boy's strong
arms. They proceeded to his cabin and got naked; they were hard and wanting
what they had prepared.

       "I think we'll have time enough before the storm reaches us. Jackie
smiled.

       "It will be nice to do it at the pace of great waves." They
smiled. Bernard looked into those large deep black eyes.

       "Jackie, do you know that you are a very pretty boy and have a
strange and exotic beauty? It's something special. Hasn't anyone told you
that?" He grinned and at the same time, rubbed his thick cock.

       "No, no one; but you are enough for me because I like you."

       "Jackie..." Bernard blushed like a little boy. "Jackie... I have
never done it to a boy, so I have not any experience; I only fucked adult
girls and women." The boy smirked and dragged the man's body to his; their
lips joined in a long and wet kiss.

       "I love being the first one. I thought you and Jeremy... you were
alone and in an isolated island..." Bernard caressed the smooth face and
kissed the boy a peck.

       "No Jackie. He's my son and a father shouldn't do this to his
son. Well... we did some things like sucking each other and enjoy in the
cave; but that's all, nothing serious." Jackie was now stroking slowly
Bernard's hard cock and he felt his hand on his dick doing the same; both
gasped and moaned in delight.

       "When I was with the queers I knew many boys; nearly all of them
told me they were being fucked, either by their fathers or by their older
brothers. Some by both and at the same time they were fucking their younger
little ones." They grinned. "Now I want you to fuck me right, Bernard; I
have been missing that during a few months and probably my butt will suffer
a little bit, but soon it'll be used to your cock." Saying that, he smeared
some melted fat on Bernard's cock; straddled him and with his left hand he
guided the thick head into his butt. He pushed down and the head went
easily in. He gasped as he felt a little sharp pain; his butt had forgotten
thick cocks. He bent over and started kissing Bernard, their tongues met
and he started moving up and down, rubbing his own dick against Bernard's
belly. With every move, Bernard's dick went further into his bowels, and a
few minutes later Bernard was helping the boy to move up and down. After
some minutes enjoying their fucking, a frenzy sequence started and Jackie
could see how Bernard closed his eyes, arched his hips and moaned loudly as
he reached his climax. That drove he mad and a few thrusts took him also
into a long and waiting orgasm. He missed the warmness of Bernard's semen
deep into him, as he experienced with Jeremy, and other men and boys; but
he felt very, very happy. He fell on top of Bernard's chest, breathing hard
with his head on the strong shoulder; he, like Jeremy, liked a lot to put
his smooth hands thru the man chest's hair. They remained during a few
minutes in that position until he started moving to go to his cabin, but
Bernard stopped him.

       "Don't go out Jackie if you don't want it, I like to feel you close
to me." The colour boy grinned, caressed the man's face tenderly and both
turned on their right side spooned so that Bernard's dick continued inside
his butt; he loved that sensation. They did not need to clean anything
because they had not any semen, only abundant precum. One minute later they
were hard asleep.

Almost at dawn, the storm suddenly started with lighting, heavy rain and
strong winds. Bernard noticed a sharp tug from the yacht that lifted the
ship's bow. Immediately he stood, ordering Jackie to wake Jeremy and Helen
up. Naked as he was, jumped from the bed and climbed the steep to deck. He
could watch the high waves and the tug rope tensing endangering the ship.
Without any hesitation, he untied it and soon he watched the corvette's
lights disappearing in the dark night. Jeremy and Jackie were near
him. Helen was on the helm. He shouted:

       "Helen, go under the deck and operate the emergency bar for the
rudder, so we can govern the ship from the cockpit. Jeremy, please take the
helm at the cockpit as soon as Helen actions the bar and place the bow
against the direction of the wind, no matter what course we
navigate. Jackie, please, try to raise one of the bow's jibs. Be careful
everybody!" As robots and as well-trained sailors, the boys and the girl
obeyed and the yacht started jumping on the waves like a dolphin. Jeremy
enjoyed those moves. The waves were very high but did not represent any
danger for a good ship like the yacht; she ran over them as a child riding
on a roundabout.  The dawn came with black clouds and the heavy rain
continued. There was no trace of the corvette, and Bernard thought that
perhaps she has gained speed and was well ahead of them.  The air changed
and now was a little bit colder, so Jeremy said:

       "Dad, I am going under the deck to take some clothes, it is getting
chilly and we may catch a cold."

       "Alright, take Jackie with you and come back with the raincoat
on. Tell Helen to cancel the bar, I think we can manage the ship without
any emergency measures; as soon as you come I'll go down and dress." The
children disappeared thru the cockpit, closing it behind.

       "Jackie, you better prepare some coffee, I think we'll need it
today." Helen and Jeremy went up dressed and wrapped in the raincoat. She
took the helm in her hands and Bernard ordered to tie themselves with a
long rope in order to prevent a possible fall into the sea. When he came
back raised the second bow rig and the ship jumped on the waves
happily. Since the wind was blowing steady in the same direction, they
fixed the helm to the prescribed course and went to have breakfast.

The entire day was the same. The children enjoyed the ship jumping on the
waves that were not a problem for them. Short before the sunset, the wind
dropped magically, yet, the high waves and the rain continued. The ship was
balancing in the mid of the ocean and under the rain, so they took the
opportunity to get a good shower. All got naked on deck, with soap and
started washing up one another. The day was fairly warm, however, after the
sunset, they had to wear extra clothes. The night came and seemed that the
sea was not so rough. Dawn appeared from the East with soft wind and they
raised all the sails. The boat increased her speed. She looked a dolphin in
the tropical coast, nevertheless, Bernard was not happy. He extracted the
sextant and calculated their situation; it showed that they had advanced a
lot to the northeast in the correct course. Jeremy then asked her father.

       "Dad, you don't look very happy, is it something going wrong?"
Bernard grimaced, and stared at his intelligent son.

       "It is nearly two days that we lost contact with the corvette and I
like to be under the protection of her cannons. It is unlikely we meet any
pirate ship in these waters; we are very far from the nearest coast. I
think we have over-passed the corvette and are increasing our distance from
her. We can sail comfortably if we are very careful about any possible ship
approaching." Helen then intervened:

       "Dad, we can stop here, and slow down our speed..." Jackie then
added interrupting her:

       "Or we could go back and try to find her, after all, one o two days
more..."

       "I think Jackie is right, we'll go back and try to find her." Then
Jeremy argued:

       "Dad, we are sailing with the wind at the stern, going back means
that we must sail making large zigzags."

       "Yes, you are right, but this will allow us to explore a larger
portion of the ocean. We agreed on this course, therefore, she must not be
very far from us if she had not been diverted from her original course." In
view the boys made no additional comments, he ordered Helen that was at the
helm: "Helen, course five degrees south-east. Boys all jibs on!"

The ship made a large circle and started sailing back route. The sunset
arrived; Helen climbed to the top of the mast and placed the night light
that could indicate their position to any ship, not only to the
corvette. Bernard had developed a safety belt with a hook to prevent
falling from the mast, also used to walk on deck with rough sea. They had
put on extra clothes that seemed strange after so much time being naked and
free.

       "The light can be seen and attract any ship, including pirates;
therefore we must establish a permanent guard. Helen will do the first two
hours; the second Jeremy; I'll do the third that is the worst and Jackie
will do the fourth. That will cover the entire night. I don't need to say
that we must be fully awake and from time to time to explore the sea with
the spyglass.  Fortunately, we have moonlight, not full, but most of the
time, that will make easier our task. Our safety is in our hands; any
suggestion?" He asked. Jeremy then said:

       "Dad, I won't be comfortable under deck knowing that Helen is here
alone; I know she doesn't need anyone to do her job but..." He added
quickly. "But we can put our guards together until you relieve us." Bernard
looked at Helen and saw a wide grin on her marvellous freckled young face.

       "Alright, accepted." Jackie then suggested:

       "Bernard, we can do the same; so when you come I'll be with you, if
you don't mind, of course." He looked intensely to the dark brown boy and
thought "What a great woman you would have been, my little rat."

       "No, I don't mind; so we make two guards of four hours each
group. Get extra clothes, the night is chilly and I don't want anyone
catching a cold. Fix the helm to the prescribed routing and we will govern
the ship from the cockpit." Jackie had prepared some coffee that kept hot
on the charcoal stove. Four hours elapsed and Bernard and Jackie relieved
them. No sex was expressed in view of their situation; they were
responsible persons in spite of their short ages.  However, they talked
intensely making plans for their future together. Many kisses and hugs of
love were exchanged, especially between Helen and Jeremy. Dawn came without
any news.  Bernard ordered to put all sail on and to cancel the light of
the mast; Jackie climbed to the topmast like a little monkey and did the
job. Bernard and Jackie went to have a nap after breakfast, they cuddled
into each other arms and soon they drifted to sleep. When they woke up the
ship was sailing at a fair speed, but nothing had been seen. After midday,
Jackie took the spyglass and climbed at the top of the mast. Suddenly he
screamed in his pitchy voice:

       "Sails on the horizon! Right south-east." Bernard then ordered:

       "Come down, Jackie! It couldn't be the corvette!" Bernard took the
spyglass but could not see anything yet. After half an hour sailing it was
clear the image of the approaching ship.  The boat looked as the corvette,
but it could be a fake. Bernard ordered the procedure. "She is clearly a
warship or at least armed and with St. George's flag on, but that could be
a trick. We'll maintain outside the range of her guns, in case of doubt we
can fly away without being touched." They knew the procedure to
follow. When the vessels were clearly identifiable, Bernard ordered to make
a large circle placing the smaller vessel in parallel to the corvette, but
off of the range of her guns. In order to reduce their speed, they hauled
down the mainsail, since the ship had the wind at the stern. Then Bernard
raised the flag asking for the secret war flag; the corvette immediately
raised a blue-yellow triangular flag on the topmast. That was a clear
signal, not only the flag but also the place where it had been
placed. Jeremy immediately raised the same flag, but this time not in the
main mast, but on the jibs, meaning submission.  The corvette shot one of
her cannons as a salute as the children jumped happily on the deck.  Some
minutes later Bernard boarded the corvette and Mr Collins hugged his new
friend and colleague.

       "You are fucking fast." He told when they were alone. How are the
children?"

       "Oh! Very well. We decided to turn back yesterday morning. They had
been making guard the whole night. I am very proud of them. They are the
best sailors I could have. They enjoyed the storm as if they were riding in
a magical roundabout."

       "That's fantastic because some of my men got seasick and I had to
slow down the speed. But now we are again reunited. Will you stay on tow
tonight?"

       "Yes, please; unless you order something different, of course. We
are not hurried and the children are very tired and need some rest."

       "No, that's fine. Please return to the yacht; soon the sunset will
come and the first guard will be yours."

       "Thank you. I'll be here Captain." They smiled at each
other. Bernard knew that a friendship had dawned between them that would
last for many years and generations. He returned to the smaller ship and
they resumed their sailing, but this time in parallel to the corvette since
the time to her tow was approaching.

The children had been very busy during the last three days without time to
enjoy their young lives. As soon as the ship was on tow, Bernard left for
the corvette; the boys and girl had dinner and went to bed. Jackie took the
lamp and went into the study room; he picked up one of the many books from
the shelves and started to read. It was from an English writer that wrote
it more than two hundred years back. It was very interesting and soon he
was engrossed in the reading. Jeremy and Helen went to the main cabin and
before falling on the bed they were naked. Helen then said:

       "I needed you a lot; I want to feel your body near mine very tight."
Without any word, Jeremy guided his dick into her pussy and started fucking
her. Nevertheless, the boy wanted it to last, so he stopped moving and his
tongue now was licking and sucking those beautiful hard nipples. Helen
moaned loudly.

       "Jeremy! Please, Jeremy!" She shouted between moans. "Please don't
stop fucking me, please, don't stop now!" She repeated her words near
sobbing. But Jeremy stopped and reluctantly retrieved his cock from her
pussy. She then exclaimed: "Jeremy darling, please don't be mean with me!"
Jeremy smiled and put his tongue deep into her vagina, but Helen pulled him
to her on a 69 position and engulfed his cock into her mouth, sucking it
eagerly. Now was Jeremy who was pleading not to stop.

       "Darling, please, don't stop; I need this first release." She was
very close to her orgasm but stopped sucking her boy's cock. Jeremy again
pleaded her to resume her sucking. "I'll be a good boy, darling. I
promise." She smiled and resumed her sucking because she wanted his spunk
into her mouth more than anything in this world. Jeremy introduced his
tongue deep into her vagina and she moaned arching her hips. He pushed down
into her mouth near gagging her. Their bodies tensed and a loud groan came
from their throats as they reached their climaxes. Jeremy spurted his
little load into Helen's mouth and she took all of it but did not swallow
entirely her boy's semen. When they relaxed a little, Jeremy recovered his
original position lying on his back; Helen then straddled him and glued her
lips with her loved young husband, mixing his semen with their saliva. That
was so, so, so good!

       "I like your semen, Jeremy. The problem will be when you grow up and
spurt a lot, as I watched in some sailors; it'll be impossible to drink all
that milk." He smiled at his girl and hugged her very tightly and gentle.

       "You won't need to do it. We'll use your pussy to deposit it, and
when we cannot I'll find the way to spurt outside." She bitted him tenderly
on his parted chin.

       "We are doing it without caring much about. Probably now we don't
need to worry because you spurt a little load... But I like it, especially
because it comes from you."

       "I adore you my little red queen; do you know that?" She grinned.

       "My beautiful boy now let's do it in the traditional way; you know
I'm very conservative.  We collected a lot of that herb just in case..." He
smirked and they resumed their lovemaking until their bodies were
spent. Then drifted to sleep; as usual, the girl cuddled in her boy's
strong arms. Jackie was so engrossed in the reading that he did not notice
Bernard entering in the cabin as he saw some light in it.

       "What are you reading?"

       "I don't know the name of the writer. It is about a brave young man
that was trying to revenge his father's death that had been murdered."
Bernard had a look into the book.

       "That's hard to read; his name is Hamlet and the man who wrote that
story was named Shakespeare. Do you know? It is said that he was
homosexual, he loved men, not women; however, nobody can say it for
certain." Jackie placed back the book on the shelf and pressed Bernard hand
as he stared on the man's blue eyes.

       "The same as I am. But most likely his lovers were not as handsome
as you are."  Bernard grinned, looked into those lovely black eyes and felt
something different about that boy; however, his animal part still was
forcing his dick that was tenting his trousers. He embraced Jackie and both
went into their cabin; as usual, they got naked under the covers because
the weather outside was rather chilly. Jackie cuddled into Bernard's arms
and felt the wetness of his hard dick pressing against his butt, but he did
not move or forced to enter him. Jackie knew that with the abundant precum
the butter was unnecessary; he had started rubbing his own smaller
cock. "Won't you fuck me tonight? I'm hard and ready."

       "Turn over Jackie, please." The boy did as ordered and their eyes
met in the dim light.

       "Is anything wrong?" The boy asked.

       "No, it isn't. Jackie. But I'm feeling ashamed, the same as when
Jeremy asked me."

       "Why? I like doing it with you. Jeremy is your son and I'm not."
Bernard caressed tenderly his beautiful and smooth face.

       "That's the problem, Jackie. I'm starting to love you more as a son
than as a normal boy, and my heart rejects what we do. Probably you are
different, but..."

       "Your animal part..."

       "Yes, my animal part is insisting on fucking your butt, but when I
really feel happy is when I have you cuddled in my arms without any sex."
The boy was puzzled. Everybody he knew only took his body to enjoy it; no
one had ever cared about his feelings, even when they fucked him, except
this man. Now that he had become his lover he loved him as a father and
what was even better, he felt the same about him. He could not stop his
tears rolling thru his smooth cheeks.

       "Do... do... do you really like me as if I was your son, Bernard?"

       "I'm afraid the answer is yes." Jackie extended his brown and silky
arms and hugged Bernard, kissing him around his face, sobbing with abundant
tears.

       "I love you, too. Because of that, I wanted you to fuck me, in order
to be united as only one body and one soul. I badly wanted your kisses only
for me..."

       "Oh, my poor little boy!" Bernard dragged the child to his chest and
gripped him tightly kissing him repeatedly. Minutes went by and they calmed
down. "Jackie, if you want, you can be Jeremy's brother; I would like to
adopt you as I have done to him." Jackie grinned and caressed Bernard's
chest hair tenderly.

       "No, because I also have my animal part; besides, I want to be
Helen's brother. When I was a little boy I was initiated on sex. I have
been fucked many times by men and boys and I have fucked many boys till we
met on this ship. On the contrary to Jeremy, I like and enjoy it; I need
and want it. However, like now, I want to do it when I am in the mood and
not when someone wants; and especially when I love the person who makes me
enjoy it, like you." He then kissed Bernard on the lips, but this time he
introduced his tongue in Bernard's mouth. The man responded to the boy's
kiss and they glued their mouths for a long and passionate kiss.

       "Well, I have my animal part, too. As I have told you, you are the
first boy to whom I have made love, and almost certainly it will be the
last..." Jackie stopped him placing his fingers on the man's lips.

       "Please, never say the last."

       "I said probably, but I'm sure that when I find a girl or woman..."

       "In that case let's enjoy it now until you find a suitable woman,
and until I find a suitable boy because Jeremy is engaged with Helen
forever." They smiled. He noticed the man's wet cock rubbing his crotch;
suddenly he turned over and stayed in four legs, but with the head down on
the pillow. "Please dad, fuck me until we are exhausted; I need you inside
me." That was what they did; Bernard placed himself on his knees and put
his left hand on the boy's hips, with the right guided his greased thick
dick to his anus, he pushed and went entirely into Jackie's body. He yelped
a little but soon he was mad, especially when Bernard's dickhead touched
that magical spot inside of him. They fucked in all possible positions
until both were spent, then drifted to sleep. The following days and nights
were much the same; during the day, they were as father and son, and during
the night lovers.

Chapter 18
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In Cape Town, the activity in the port was increasing every year. Now the
dockyard had been divided into commercial and military sections. The fort
was further uphill and the Governor's palace within it over viewing the
whole port. From there, there was a general view of the port and most of
the new town. The Governor, Sir James Elliot, his wife, and their daughter
were sat in the large terrace savouring a cup of tea and enjoying the warm
weather of that early south autumn afternoon. The twenty-years-old girl was
in an advanced state of pregnancy; she was visibly annoyed by her
conditions and disturbances caused by her big tummy. Her name was Carla
Grovetown, wife of Colonel Jack Grovetown, head of the forces in CT. He was
a thirty- two-year-old man, smart and handsome with a fine moustache; he
descended from an English old and influential family. They had a powerful
heavy spyglass mounted on a tripod near them, and the entry into the
dockyard of a warship towing a small sixteen metres yacht called their
attention. As the larger ship docked he focused the tube to her and read
the name: "Free Seal".  He rang a little silver bell and immediately a
young black woman approached.

       "Please, tell my secretary to bring the fleet book list." The girl
nodded and went away.  The pregnant girl then asked her father:

       "What's up, dad?"

       "It is that corvette docking now. As far as I can remember we don't
have such a ship."

       "She is with St. George's flag on; doubtless she is one of our
ships." The Colonel clarified.

       "It must be a capture, but what puzzles me isn't the corvette, but
the small ship she is tugging, the yacht. She's either Captain Marten's
ship or an exact reproduction of her." After a pause, the middle-aged and
experienced seaman added: "Marten did not want to release his secrets to
the Admiralty, he designed and built that vessel here somewhere in
Africa. I can say that up today, there isn't any other boat that can reach
the speed of that little demon."

       "I'll send someone to investigate and request her papers." He went
inside and immediately a lieutenant and a group of four soldiers rushed to
the port riding their horses. The girl was uncomfortable and her husband
tenderly caressed her.

       "Carla, how do you feel?" She looked at him, then to her mother a
little bit annoyed.

       "To be sincere, dad, I feel very bad." The girl somewhat annoyed
continued staring to her mother. "Mother, you told me that pregnancy was
not so uncomfortable. Why then I feel so bad and painful?" The woman looked
at her daughter visibly concerned. The old woman near a whisper murmured:

       "The problem is we haven't an MD available; two are in a mission
within the Dutch people, and our doctor passed away four months ago. The
Admiralty should have sent one, weeks ago." She protested. Her husband, the
Governor, caressed his daughter long blond hair tenderly.

       "Don't worry my daughter; Mother Nature knows what she is doing."
The girl looked sternly to her father.

       "Please dad, I have seen many women dying in the hospitals trusting
in Mother Nature or in Jesus Christ. I need a real doctor to look after my
baby and me. I don't care about vessels or soldiers." She was really upset
and started sobbing, so she stood with some difficulty and helped by her
mother left the terrace toward her rooms. The Colonel accompanied her and a
few minutes later he returned to near his father in law.

       "Father, I'm really worried. She is depressed besides being
uncomfortable and I can't do anything to help her. I hate not being a
doctor now. You know very well how important this baby is; not only because
he or she will fill our lives, but my father's insistence that he needs an
heir before granting us the family's fortune.

       "I know it son, but your personal fortune and ours is right now big
enough; you don't need to care about your family's money."

       "It isn't a problem of money, father; but dad would leave all his
fortune to the Church, and I hate that flock of bastards that take any
chance to enrich themselves. I wouldn't care if he was to give his money to
an orphan or charity institution, but to the Church..."

       "You shouldn't say that in public." The old man grinned. Their
conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the lieutenant carrying a
sealed envelope, containing the summary of the memo that the ship's Captain
should deliver personally to the Governor. Mr Collins, as Captain of the
corvette, was superior in rank to him, so he did not give him any
explanation, only he kindly had requested to ask for an audience to the
Governor, he then would inform personally and in detail all about the two
ships. He gave the envelope to the Colonel and he entered into the terrace
where his father in law still was sipping his cup of tea.

       "Sir, here you are the summary of the Captain's orders. He kindly
has asked your audience to deliver the memorandum about the trip." The old
man broke the seals and opened the paper reading it carefully. His face
alighted and changed to fair happiness. He gave the document to his son in
law as he rang the little silver bell, ordering the girl to call his wife
and daughter.

       "We can't be luckier, son. Bernard Northfield was considered a real
promise in medicine before he was reported dead. His father, Sir Charles
Northfield, is one of the best physicians in our country, it is said, that
with the time, his son would be even better than his father is.
Unfortunately, apparently, he died in the wreckage of his ship almost three
years ago. Now he is here, has saved one of our frigates and her crew, has
allowed killing the terrible and cruel Captain Black, and has rescued three
children and a yacht. Fantastic, unbelievable!" Then the Colonel added:

       "And the Crown owns him twenty thousand guineas and ten thousand to
each child as a reward for the capture and killing of the pirates."

       "Yes, but that is nothing compared with what they had done. Only the
corvette and the lives they had saved deserve ten times that amount." The
ladies joined them and the Governor explained the news to them; the girl
hugged his father.

       "Please dad, invite him and his family to this palace as special
guests. Very few times we have here distinguished persons like Mr
Northfield, besides, he can explore me. Please, dad, please..." The girl
insisted anxiously and near sobbing.

       "But he had just arrived and most likely he must be anxious to
continue his trip after nearly three years missing; his family still ignore
he is alive, so we should not retain him here."  The Colonel then
intervened.

       "Father, I can go and ask him to come, he then will decide what to
do. If he is a good doctor, and as honourable as his father is, I'm sure
he'll accept our invitation." Then the old man added:

       "As far as I can remember, this boy used to be a complete gentleman,
and probably he won't reject our invitation, but I don't want to force him
in any way."

       "Dad, I'll go personally to convince him, if necessary; after all,
he is an MD."

       "Leave it to me, please." Then the Colonel intervened. "What shall I
tell the Captain of the corvette regarding his application for your
audience?"

       "I'll receive him tomorrow morning at 11:00 am; I want to know in
details the operation.  Besides, most likely he will deliver me a copy for
the Admiralty. Tomorrow is departing the mail- ship for London, so we can
include that report in the mailbag." Then addressing to his daughter added:
"Carla, in the meantime, please, prepare rooms for our guest and the three
children, I'm sure your husband will bring Mr Northfield here, dead or
alive." They grinned as the Colonel left, ordering the lieutenant to follow
him with the squadron of soldiers.

Bernard was talking with Mr Collins about the procedure to follow to obtain
money or a credit letter. They also needed to supply the ship and make some
innovations in the safety system of the ship for the children. He wanted to
continue their trip home as soon as possible. Then they heard the troops
approaching and the children scared joined them. The tall colonel asked
politely permission to go on board; that's a protocol that all military
officers must follow regarding the Captain of a war-ship. The Captain
responded with a military salute ordering to allow the Colonel in. Then, he
alleged.

       "Mr Collins, I'm Colonel Jack Grovetown, head of the forces in CT."
He extended his hand and they shook them.

       "This is my second officer and captain of the yacht, Mr Bernard
Northfield. These are his children; Helen, Jeremy and Jackie." He shook
hands as he was introduced. He looked into Bernard's eyes. Bernard knew
that a Colonel never came to receive an officer inferior to him, even being
the Captain of a war-ship; he saw the doubt in the man and he tried to help
him. He then stared at his captain asking permission to intervene.

       "Colonel, I suppose you want further information from us; in fact, I
have some questions regarding the procedure to follow here, at this moment
I was discussing it with my Captain. I have never been within a fort." He
smiled.

       "I want to be frank and honest to you, Mr Northfield. Can we talk in
private for a moment, please?" Mr Collins nodded and they went apart a
little bit separated; then the man explained. "Mr Northfield, normally we
have three doctors here, but for some strange circumstances that I will
explain to you later, currently, we have none. My wife, the Governor's
daughter, is shortly expecting a baby and I have the beliefs that something
is going, let's say, not too well. My family, including my father in law,
will be much obliged and grateful if you and your family could accept our
invitation to live in the palace as our special guests during your stay in
Cape Town, and have an examination of my wife and the baby's situation." He
looked at the man and guessed his anguish and real worries.

       "When is she expecting the baby?"

       "We expect him or her within a couple of weeks if she isn't
wrong. Our doctor's last examination took place four months ago; she was
well, but he died from a heart attack. We have asked for a quick
replacement, but the new doctor has not come yet." Bernard felt the man's
pleading; he knew that situation very well, especially on first-time
fathers, regardless they were certain or not, besides, above all, he was a
physician, an MD. Then he answered the man:

       "You don't need to justify anything. I'm sure that as a future
father, you have done everything you can to attend your wife and your
future baby." The man blushed; he was prepared for an answer but not to be
so comprehensible. Bernard continued: "When do you want me to examine your
wife?"

       "Well... we'll leave it to you. We know you must be eager to return
home, but if you don't mind to come... you and your family with us..."
Bernard understood.

       "Well, I have been acting as the second officer of this corvette;
therefore, firstly I must ask my Captain to relieve me from that
task. Secondly, we are dirty after near two weeks in the sea and we need to
purchase some clothes for the children and for myself. We don't want to
present before the Governor with these dresses." The Colonel smiled.

       "Don't worry Mr Northfield; I have a coach and nobody would see
you. We have all kind of clothes and sizes in the palace's store, so you
don't need to care about that subject. By the way, please call me Jack once
you are not an officer." They smiled and after complying with the procedure
with Mr Collins, he called the children.

       "Children, let's get ready. The Governor is inviting us to his
residence as guests. Come on! Hurry up and get ready." Helen then argued:

       "But dad, do you think is it correct that a young lady goes before
the governor in shorts?" The cornel admired the girl's behaviour as she
showed her high education.

       "In this instance, yes, my daughter; now we have something more
important than the protocol." Then the Colonel now addressing to Mr Collins
told:

       "Mr Collins, I expect we can agree tomorrow the time in order you
and your officers can assist in a dinner in the palace with my family."

       "It will be a great pleasure, Sir."

       "By the way" The Colonel added: "The Governor will receive you
tomorrow at 11:00 am.  "I'll set up a military guard around the yacht while
Doctor Northfield is with us." To a signal to the lieutenant, a carriage
with four horses approached. Bernard and the children boarded it and went
to the Governor's palace. A few minutes later, they entered thru the
iron-fenced main gate.  The Colonel led them thru luxury passages and rooms
to the terrace. The Governor stood to welcome his guests.

       "Welcome to Cape Town, Bernard Northfield; I suppose your father
will receive great news when he hears about you and your family; we are
having the privilege to hug you first."  The man forgot any protocol and
hugged Bernard warmly. He continued introducing his wife and his daughter
that remained sat down but offered their hands to him.

       "We thank you, Sir, for your kind invitation. This is my family:
Helen and her half younger brother Jackie Marten; and this is my son Jeremy
Northfield." Helen made a reverence to the Governor and kissed the ladies
on the cheeks; Jeremy and Jackie bent their head in respect, shook hands
with the Governor and kissed the women's hands. The Governor stared at his
family nodding about the education of the boys. What he did not know was
that Jackie had been instructed to follow Jeremy's steps; so he remained in
silence, but in a moment the Governor looked at him.

       "Jackie, you aren't African, are you?" The boy blushed and his deep
large black eyes moved to ask for help to Helen, but she did not move.

       "I don't know sir; only I was told that my birth took place in
Africa." The man smiled.

       "Well, your silky and not curled hair shows that you are probably
from Indian ancestors.  I have seen many boys and girls here from emigrants
from that large country. Don't you agree, Bernard?"

       "Most likely, sir; but I am a physician, not an anthropologist." All
smiled. Then Bernard argued: "Sir, we are very sorry because we have not
had time even to clean up ourselves; the last time we did properly was
three days ago that we went thru heavy rain. We must be stinking after so
long time without washing properly." All again openly smiled.

       "Don't worry son, soon you'll be a different person." He motioned
his wife that rang a bell and two young servants, a girl and a young man,
came.

       "Please take the boys and his father to the bathhouse; I expect
their clothes are ready."

       "Yes Madame, everything's prepared for them. Please follow me up,
sir." The girl moved to say the same, but Carla raised her hand.

       "I'll take care of Helen myself; we are young and I'm sure she would
prefer it; besides I need a bath too." Helen looked at her and thought she
liked that pregnant young woman. She looked more like a girl as those she
had seen many times when she was on board with the pirates. She stood with
some difficulty and offered her hand to Helen; she took it and both started
walking.

       "Thank you for your help, I don't want any servant around me when I
am bathing." They smiled at each other.

       "I envy you, Carla. You are so pretty with your tummy..." The young
woman stopped walking for a moment and grinned sarcastically staring at the
young girl.

       "Envy me? Pretty? Are you mad or are you kidding, Helen?" The young
girl answered seriously.

       "No, I am not. You look very pretty, your face is very smooth and a
strange light come from your eyes." The young lady looked puzzled.

       "Helen, it is more or less what Jack, my husband, is telling me
every moment; but I'm going thru bad moments with my baby, so you shouldn't
envy me."

       "I envy you because I would like to have a baby from a man that I
loved, and your husband looked at you as he is very much in love with you."
The young pregnant woman smirked.

       "Yes, that's true. We are looking forward to having this baby, but I
have a strange sensation Helen, and I don't know what's going to happen. I
can't tell to anyone and I don't have a close friend to whom to talk about
this." Helen pressed Carla's hand encouraging her.

       "Don't worry Carla, my dad is an excellent physician and Jeremy
knows more about plant's properties than many doctors, especially tropical
ones. He made a sketch of every new one we found on the island and gave
them to the Vice-admiral in the frigate. Besides, our father taught us
about many aspects of medicine, amongst them pregnancy. He is..." Carla
interrupted the young girl's speech.

       "Helen, you talk about them as your own family, but Dr Northfield
and his son are not your direct family." The young red-haired girl grinned
and with emotion added with pride:

       "He is not my physical father; he's something even more important
for me: He is my dad. I worship him as ever have loved anyone. He is the
best dad I could have, including my real father. Also, Jeremy isn't his
physical son; he was adopted more than two years ago before the wreckage
took place. Jeremy saved his father's life and... well, you will know
everything in detail tomorrow when your father receives the memo." They
were entering into the women's bathhouse; the young lady stopped, looked
into the younger girl's eyes, and boldly argued.

       "You are in love with Jeremy, aren't you Helen? The young girl
deeply blushed because her emotions had betrayed her.

       "Well... I think so, Carla. He is so handsome, so brave, so
intelligent, so strong... How could I not be in love with him?"

       "Please stop, Helen, or I will be in love, too." They laughed
loudly.

       "I like you, Carla; I needed someone to tell it."

       "Does he know about your feelings regarding him?" Helen smirked and
lightly squeezed the woman's hand.

       "Will you promise not to tell anyone, Carla?" The young woman smiled
because those reflections brought her some old fond memories of a boy when
she was Helen's age.

       "You can trust me, Helen, in fact, something similar happened to me
when I was your age, so you don't need to be ashamed of that; it is Mother
Nature's business, as my dad uses to say."

       "Well... we have been in a paradise, that we will miss and never
forget, for more than one year together. We played, dived, climbed to the
trees, studied geography, botanic, medicine and many other matters,
twenty-four hours a day around together. Yes, we have kissed many times and
walked hand in hand along the beaches; watching the beauty of a sunrise,
the sound of rain on the trees, the blue of the coral water when dove or
the sunset. We cried when we left the island and he hugged me very
tightly."

       "How old is Jeremy? He looks like fifteen or sixteen."

       "You are wrong. He is a year older than I am; he had just turned
thirteen last November."

       "You are a little liar; he has a beautiful young body of a
teenager." Helen smiled proudly.

       "He isn't. He still has that pitched voice of a boy." She laughed.

       "Why do you laugh?"

       "Because he hates that child's voice and he's always asking dad when
it'll change. He used to sing in the church's choir and made the solo
because of his wonderful voice, but he always wants to be a man rather than
a child and... I love his will." Helen flushed as they entered in the
bathhouse. They got naked and went into the large bathtub. They stared at
each other's body, Carla with her big tummy and Helen with that flat and
beautiful tanned body of a near teenager girl.

       "Did you hear him singing?" Carla asked.

       "Yes, a few times. The first time was after a hard day and we were
watching the stunning sunset. He told me everything about his previous
life; I told him he had the loveliest voice I had ever heard and that he
should love it rather than hate it. Then he explained to me how he sang in
the choir together with his best friend; I asked him to sing a song for
me. He rejected the idea, but looking into my eyes he said: "I'll sing for
you the Ave Maria from Mozart if you kiss me": I said yes because I wanted
eagerly to do it, even without the song." Helen blushed again as she
continued. "He sang it and it was like an angel, I couldn't do anything
when he finished but to kiss him on the lips. He said that I shouldn't say
it to anybody, but it was not a promise." Carla was enchanted and she would
have been there talking with Helen for the whole night. She sighed.

       "It must have been beautiful moments, Helen. By the way, it seems
that you have been exposed to the sun naked because you have a great tanned
body." Again she had been trapped, Helen thought.

       "Well, all of us have it. We had only a few clothes, we have grown a
lot, so Jeremy wore dad's shorts and I wore his. Dad did an old pair from
the dead Captain of his sunken ship. We had to keep them for the planned
escape; so we had to be naked all the time. The island was a solitary place
with us only as of the only inhabitants."

       "Didn't you feel embarrassed?" The girl grinned slyly.

       "Well, I started step by step. They did not force me in any way and
only if I wanted; but I watched how easy they dove, walked and swam without
clothes and I envied them. I decided to imitate and I jumped into the
water; we laughed and played a lot that day. Since then, I felt so natural
that sometimes even we didn't notice we were in the nude."

       "Now I am the one who envies you, Helen. If I was in there, right
from the beginning I would have been naked. I like it and normally I do
when I am in my private rooms where nobody will disturb me; however, we
cannot tell this to the rest, even to my husband. We'll continue talking
about this Helen." Carla and Helen hugged as new friends. "That's the most
beautiful story I ever heard."

       "It is not a story, Carla. It is real. I must tell you that the
rescue from the island, in such a way, has been a disaster for us; however,
our dad knows about our relationship and he told us that we'll have time
enough to enjoy our lives together in England or wherever we live. The
island was a paradise but not a safe place; the proof was my arrival
onboard of a pirate ship; and as we found out later, it was not the first
ship calling on the island. Perhaps some cannibal persons or other pirates
could come... As usual, he was right; we cared about him because we know he
loved us even more than we do to him."

       "What's about your half brother?"

       "Jackie?"

       "Yes. But why do you call him Jackie instead of Jack or John?" Helen
grinned.

       "It is not I, dad or Jeremy. He likes to be called like that." Helen
was to explain to her friend all about Jackie, but a servant knocked on the
door advising that the doctor was ready.  Helen then said: "I'll explain to
you in another moment, it is funny. He is the greatest person I have ever
known. From the time he came home, eight or nine years ago, we have been
very close to each other. My mom did not like him much, but in such a way
she loved him because she treated him with respect and affection. She cared
for him when he was sick with measles.  Jackie loved me from the first
moment and he did not doubt to fight any boy or girl who tried to offend
me. Then I went to the school in Switzerland, but when I came back for
holidays, he was the only one to play with me. Now I know the reasons why
any rich child did not come home to play with us." That conversation was
leading to sad memories, so Carla said:

       "We better go, Helen; we'll continue our conversation later or some
other time. You'll never know how happy I feel near you, my..."

       "Red Queen!" Helen added. "That's the name that Jackie and Jeremy
call me."

Chapter 19
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Bernard and Jack were sat in the terrace sipping a cup of tea; then Bernard
asked:

       "I suppose you have here a Clinic or something like that, Jack."

       "We have a hospital in the town, now being attended by qualified
nurses and assistants, but not MDs. Within the fort is the former Doctor's
home; I have never been in there, but I know he had space where he used to
receive his patients. I'll take you there, it is not far." The two men
stood and walked up for a few minutes to outside the palace, followed by
two armed men.  He extracted a key and opened a nice and apparently
abandoned house since the little garden had known better days. He inspected
the little clinic and all the instruments. Bernard picked some of them and
left. Before they returned, Bernard advised:

       "Please Jack, send someone who knows about medical instruments,
better a hospital nurse, to clean deeply these two rooms, and especially
the instruments; it is a pity that they get rusty before someone could use
them." Jack nodded as Bernard took some of the utensils.  When they arrived
at the palace, Bernard proceeded to clean the surgical and exploration
tools by himself; just when he had finished he saw the pregnant young lady
appearing hand in hand with Helen. They rose up and Bernard asked:

       "Carla, are you ready for a medical check?" She looked at her
husband and he nodded.

       "Yes, I am."

       "In that case, let's go into your bedroom. Jack, please, call
Carla's mother, I want her to be present just in case I need something."
Carla stared at her husband and then to Bernard:

       "Bernard, do you mind that Helen stays there instead of my mother?"
The pregnant young woman asked. He indifferently answered.

       "No, of course, not. My daughter has a large experience watching
people in the nude, so she won't be embarrassed at all."

       "Did she?" Jack asked, Carla then quickly added.

       "Jack, she lived as a hostage in a pirate ship for three years where
men and women did many things that I don't need to explain to you..." Jack
now felt embarrassed for being so stupid. They entered the large bedroom;
she laid her back on the bed and took her dress up over her inflamed
breasts, leaving her big tummy exposed. Bernard expertly touched her
abdomen in dead silence; then took an instrument like a trumpet; placed it
on her tummy and the narrow part into his ear. For near five minutes he
heard the baby and mother heartbeats; then again explored with his hands
the bulky womb.

       "Please Carla, sit on that stool." She did and he started exploring
her back; after answering many questions regarding her body behaviour, the
physician said. "We have finished." He slowly wrapped the instruments as
Carla sat on a comfortable armchair; then Bernard continued: "I have good
and bad news for you both. Do you want them now or do you prefer when your
mother is present, Carla? She bravely said:

       "I want them right now. Here is the father of my baby and he is the
most important person in my life." She took her husband's hand and the
Colonel sighed admiring once more his wife's braveness.

       "I prefer telling the truth to my patients; however, not always it
is welcomed or necessary like in this case." He paused. "The worst: the
baby is coming with the head up instead of down; he/she is too big, I would
say around eight pounds or even more. Just a month ago I would have been
able to turn him/her to the right position, but now I could hurt the baby
and his mother too much, therefore he must come into life in that
position. If he was about four or four and a half pounds I think we would
not have many problems, but with his current size, and still, he has to
grow more, that's impossible."

       "So?" Jack asked anxiously.

       "We have two alternatives: a) to allow Mother Nature to acts. But
let me say that in this case, and by my experience, I don't trust much in
her; most likely... Carla and the baby could die." Carla sobs came out and
Helen took one of her hands while her husband hugged her tenderly. Then
Bernard continued. "And b), we can operate on her; that means to carry out
a caesarean and extract the baby. This, with almost ninety per cent of
possibilities, I can guarantee the life of the baby. About the mother,
Carla, if you strictly follow my instructions, I think you have a large
chance to survive and bring some more babies to this world; however, we
cannot discard an eventual infection. That's the danger that the caesarean
implies."

       "What about the pain?" The Colonel asked.

       "In spite of his youth, my son is an expert in medicinal plants. We
have loaded enough plants in the ship to get asleep the whole Cape Town, so
he could help me. If we succeed, and no infection is recorded, in a week or
so you will be able to rock your baby, Carla." She sighed and dried her
tears; then bravely said:

       "I am ready Bernard. God bless you. I'm sure you will do your best
to bring safely my baby into this world, as you say; and cure me."

       "I'll do my best, you can bet for this. Still, we have a couple of
weeks. Meantime you will eat fruits; fruit juices, white fish, if possible
raw or lightly roasted, and small portions of brown bread. No meat of any
kind; we must alleviate constipation that you have." She looked at her
husband enquiring and Jack grinned kissing his wife.

       "I'm not an MD. He didn't say it to me." They laughed and all went
to the living room where her parents were waiting nervously. They explained
all about and felt very worried about the coming event. When they were
alone, Helen took Carla's hand in hers:

       "Don't worry Carla; you have taken the right decision. My dad is a
good MD and he knows what he is doing."

       "Thank you, Helen, for your support. I'll tell you what we are going
to do. Tomorrow we'll go to the market and purchase something for the baby
because I have been told that he/she can come at any time from now on, and
we must be ready."

       "It will be fantastic! I'll tell to the boys. By the way, where are
they?"

       "They went to the bathhouse with your dad; I suppose they bathed and
are hanging around the fort."

She was right. But previously to that, when they arrived at the bathroom
found a set of boy clothes with some luxury garments and others very
comfortable; baggy shirts and trousers down to the upper calves; shoes and
sandals. They discarded shoes and took the sandals. A black teenager
servant of about fourteen y/o came and smiled at them. Jackie immediately
spoke onto Jeremy's ear:

       "He's a queer; let's have some fun with him."

       "How do you know...?" Jackie chuckled.

       "You know very well I'm a queer, too." When the boy finished, he
said with funny girlish manners:

       "Do you want anything else, masters?" Jackie grinned when he
observed how the boy stared at them. Then quietly he asked the servant boy:

       "How much does your butt cost?" The boy was taken aback, he did not
expect such a bold proposition from other boys, especially from the
Governor's guests; but he recovered quickly and grinned slyly. Then he
answered the brown boy.

       "I can't offer my butt right now; it is reserved for the night when
we do not hurry because now I'm on duty. But in view that you are so
handsome boys and I'm hot only watching you, my mouth could be a good
succedaneum." Before Jeremy could argue Jackie said:

       "Lock the door, boy!

       "We don't need it; no one will come here, besides we are not allowed
to lock any door and this has not any device to do it." They smiled and
soon the three were naked. He had a large cock that was curved and stick to
his abdomen. They sat on the edge of the large bathtub and the teenager
started masturbating slowly Jeremy with a hand while his mouth was engaged
on the thin and large Jackie's cock. He proved he had experience because
after a few minutes Jeremy was moaning. But Jackie wanted Jeremy's spunk
into his mouth and he was close to orgasm, too. He retrieved the queer
boy's hand from Jeremy's cock and Jackie bent over taking it into his eager
mouth. The boy started sucking Jackie and at the same time jerking himself
off.  In one minute he began spurting a large amount of semen that reached
to his neck. Jeremy came at the same time with his small load that Jackie
swallowed with pleasure as the brown boy was hit by his wonderful dry
climax. The three were recovering from the exercise; then the boy stood,
washed his dick and got dressed. He glanced at the pair as Jackie said:

       "Do you still want a tip?" The boy smiled showing his white teeth.

       "I am well paid; furthermore, I'll be in my cabin anytime you want,
free of charge. We must help each other." Then Jeremy asked the boy:

       "What's your name?"

       "My name's Judy." Jeremy grinned.

       "Judy, do you have any girl available?" The boy thought for a
moment.

       "Maybe. But that might cost money, besides she is older; let's say
twenty or twenty-two.  She's a whore. Most likely I could get a younger
one, but this takes time and I'm not sure I'll get my goal."

       "Forget that," Jeremy said. "We'll be in contact. Keep this
secret..."

       "Oh don't worry; I don't want to be whipped besides losing the
pleasure of two handsome boys." He left closing the door behind.

       "He's a professional, almost as good as I am. He did a good job,
didn't he?" Jeremy smiled; his young cock was hard again.

       "Yes, he's good; but my little brother still needs some more
action."

       "Let's soap each other and get clean, then we'll take care of our
very close family." They laughed and started bathing. From time to time
Jackie took in his hand Jeremy's cock and the boy squirmed when he was
touched and his dick squeezed. When finished Jackie said:

       "Jeremy, we have been sucked. Let's do something different."

       "What do you suggest? I'm very hot."

       "You can fuck my butt. I'll put my head against the door just in
case someone comes."  Jeremy grinned"

       "Alright, let's start." Jackie took some soap and spread it on his
butt; then, as Jeremy was spilling precum, he spread it over his
dickhead. He went on four legs near the door and Jeremy attacked him from
behind. In a single thrust, he went all the way into Jackie's guts; the
brown boy groaned quietly when Jeremy's dick touched that sensible part
into his bowels.  Jeremy placed his hands around his friend's hips and
started shoving him; firstly in slow thrusts, then in frenzy run. Soon both
boys were breathing hard and after a few minutes, both were
sweating. Jeremy body got rigid and he gave a final thrust into Jackie,
spurting his little load into him. Jackie felt that warm sensation inside
him and instinctively pushed back against Jeremy crotch. His orgasm reached
its peak and he nearly fell down when Jeremy exhausted laid his body on
Jackie back. They remained for a while like this and as Jeremy was to
retreat Jackie said:

       "Please, don't retrieve your cock yet." Together they went again
into the warm water where they remained for a few minutes united until
their dicks got flaccid due to the water temperature. Jackie moved away and
pressed Jeremy's cock as he gave a peck on the lips, a peck of brother's
love. "Thanks, Jeremy, my brother." They smirked. Jeremy kissed lightly him
back; got out of the bath, and after dressing, they left. They went where
the family was and Helen told them the outcome of Bernard's exploration of
Carla's tummy.

Chapter 20
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After dinner, the Governor called Bernard to his office. He looked worried
since he believed there was something else about his daughter's
pregnancy. The old man then closed the door.

       "Please Bernard, sit down." The man stared into Bernard's blue eyes
and he knew all about his worries. "Bernard I'm speaking to you as a
father." He paused. "We are very worried; we have only this daughter and no
other sons. Three months ago I asked Carla to take the mail- ship and
together with my wife have the child in England. Now I think I should have
forced her; however, she argued that her family was here and she wanted to
have the baby in CT, but..."  Bernard interrupted him.

       "Sorry sir, but you shouldn't feel guilty for this situation, for
several reasons: first, to have babies at home is basic for a
woman. Feeling surrounded by her most loved persons is very important for
her, especially if she is a young one and has her first baby. And second:
in England, there are not better sanitary means than here; unless new
techniques had been introduced in these three years elapsed from the time I
left our country. Furthermore, here we can put all of our skill to her
disposal to achieve our objective. We have here better weather and cleaner
skies; that would help to raise her spirit. Besides, now at the beginning
of autumn, the weather is warmer than in England, therefore we have many
factors in our favour that we must consider." The man put his hand on
Bernard's shoulder and hugged him with a blur in his eyes.

       "Bernard, if I'm not mistaken, you have said babies, is it a
misleading or...?" Bernard stared at the man.

       "Sir, you are a strong man; I didn't want to alarm unnecessarily
Jack and Carla. Yes, they are two, not only one as I believed when I
started examining your daughter, besides big ones. That explains the
uncomfortable situation that Carla feels; I expected you would ask me,
however, I was ready to talk to you. Do you want me to tell Carla? I don't
want her to get more depressed. On the other hand, clothes and cots must be
prepared for two..."

       "No. I'll assume all responsibility. I'll tell my wife, but in a way
that she doesn't suspect the truth. Sorry Bernard, I know you will do the
best and I have placed all my confidence on you, but a father always is
trying to get the best for his family. You have now children that you love
like yours and I think you understand me."

       "Of course sir, I do. Please be sure that she has chosen the right
decision."

       "Bernard, now I want to ask for your advice as a Governor. As per
what you have told us, that Mr Collins is looking forward to being
appointed as Captain of that corvette, with all probability that
recommendation is in the memo that he'll bring tomorrow, but I'm the
Crown's representative and obliged to do my best to choose the right person
for that job. I have plain orders from the Admiralty. There are some other
captains older than he is, waiting for such a commission. Which is your
opinion? Besides a physician, you are a seaman, too."

       "Sir, I don't know the other candidates. But I have served him as an
officer during the trip and I fully back him up. He is young but
disciplined and without any concession, except for the safety of his men
and ship. The crew appreciates and respects him in spite of being under so
a hard discipline because he believes on justice and humanity before
anything else, except, as I said when the ship or order is at the stake. He
reminds me of our captain in the whaler ship.  My Uncle talked me about
many actions carried out by this man and his crew and he was more than
satisfied about him, so it wouldn't be strange that he had recommended him
to command the corvette."

       "That's enough for me. I don't like cruel people onboard of a
warship; some colleagues confused cruelty with discipline and later find
out their errors."

Bernard checked Carla daily; he trained and instructed Jeremy to help him
in the operation by showing all the instruments that they would
use. Jeremy, as usual, absorbed his father's explanations, but he did not
say anything.

Helen spent those days with Carla; even she slept in her bedroom. She
missed Jeremy's caresses but she thought she would have time to recover
them. Bernard established discipline like on the island; the children had
classes during the morning and after lunch, he and Jeremy went to the ship
to inspect the works he had ordered. Meanwhile, Jackie spent all his free
time in the large library reading and writing.

After a few days, as Carla had suggested, they went to the market, to
purchase garments for the baby as she had planned. An old sergeant
accompanied her. The man had been discretely instructed by the Governor
always to order double clothes without her noticing it. Helen was very
happy accompanying the young woman. But before they left, she said:

       "Carla, what about if we have some fun going to the market?"

       "What do you mean?" And she told her all about Jackie dressed as a
girl. She laughed like a child.

       "I think I have the appropriate clothing he could wear; it is a
beautiful light blue dress with a red ribbon. But... shall we say it to
Jeremy?"

       "Yes. We'll make a good troop. I suppose you need to instruct the
sergeant not to tell anybody." Carla grinned slyly as a little naughty
girl.

       "I'll do. He is as my second father. He had been with my dad since
he was a midshipman and I peed many times his lap when I was a baby." The
girls laughed again. Carla sent a servant to call Jackie that, as usual,
was in the library. When he was with them alone, Helen told him all
about. He wide opened his mouth in disbelief.

       "Would you do that for me? He asked. Carla felt as she was ten y/o,
and smirked.

       "Yes Jackie, if you like it."

       "Of course I like it. I suppose Jeremy will also come with us."

       "Well, we expect so," Helen said. "We haven't told him anything yet,
but I'm sure he'll like it."

       "Let's go to my rooms, I'll show you something." The Governor
watched her daughter's happiness and sighed, concerned thinking he could
lose her, but... The group entered in Carla's rooms, she opened the large
wardrobe and placed on a chair three different girl dresses for him to
choose. Jackie had no doubt; he chose the blue one. He then pointed out.

       "A girl of my age in Africa, at least, has a little bosom." Carla
grinned enjoying their pranks. She extracted from the wardrobe a little
bra, filled it with raw cotton and put it on Jackie naked chest; she
fastened it on his back and led him to the mirror. He looked to the image
on the large mirror and sighed while the three looked at the reflection.

       "What do you think, Jackie?"

       "Wonderful... well, the problem will be if a boy touches me." The
three laughed loudly.  "Now the dress." Carla dropped the dress thru the
boy's head and tied up the ribbon on his back, then combed his short lank
black hair and placed a band on it. "Not bad." He added smiling. They got
ready. Before going out thru a back door, in order to prevent the Governor
and Bernard to see them, they called Jeremy that was getting dressed. He
looked at Jackie dumbfounded and approached him. In a low voice he murmured
on the brown boy ear:

       "You look beautiful, my dick is getting hard only watching
you. Certainly, you should have been a girl and not a boy; however, we'll
deal with that tonight." Jackie made a feminine grimace to him and loudly
said in a girlish voice:

       "Are you ready, girls? I think my boyfriend is waiting for me
outside to escort me thru the streets. I could get lost." They all laughed
loudly again and so happy they went out to the market. Carla had forgotten
that she had two little beings in her core near ready to get out from her
big belly. They spent a few hours in the market place; and Carla had never
enjoyed as that day, especially with Jackie occurrences and jokes. The boy
from time to time winked to older boys they met; most of the times they
blushed or said something nice to him.

They entered in a large Jews bazaar and the owner, an old man, recognized
Carla. She ordered a large number of items for the babies. While she was
talking, Jeremy entertained himself inspecting the thousands of articles
exposed on the shelves. A medium size spoiled wooden box called his
attention; it was similar to a chest, he opened it and wide opened his blue
eyes in disbelief. It contained a large collection of medical instruments,
like those used by the physicians during a war campaign to heal wounded
soldiers during the fight. But that was not the important thing; he had
seen a lot of instruments like these, especially during the last days
during his father's training to him. What had called his attention was the
material they were made of. In spite of being in a bazaar, most likely
since a long time exposed to dust and humidity, they were clean without any
trace of rust. That was unusual, because the instruments that they were
going to use on Carla, his dad was cleaning them every day or kept oiled to
prevent corrosion since they were not silver made. He carefully approached
Carla and the Sergeant and slowly he whispered:

       "Carla, I want that chest for my father, but I don't have any money
at this moment. I think it is a valuable object; I doubt the man knows this
fact though he's very keen on his business." She grinned. Carla was good in
haggling and dealing with people in the market, she knew how to deal with
them; so when she finished her large purchase asked the man about that
chest, but without being apparently interested. The man then said:

       "It is an expensive material that I bought for a doctor who passed
away, so I have to keep here." Everybody knew he was no telling the truth,
but she followed the play.

       "Well... I'm not interested, just curious. We have done a good
purchase in this shop, I think that you should give it to us as a present;
here my friend Jeremy wants the chest to play with it." The man argued and
argued until the Sergeant, in coordination with Carla, said:

       "Princess, this man does not want to make business with us, so leave
all the items and let's go to another bazaar. I think there they'll treat
us better than this man." The man argued again but the sergeant then
whispered in his ear:

       "Everything we have purchased must be duplicated. Her cousin is
waiting for a baby, too, and the Governor wants to give a surprised to the
future mother." The man grinned and rubbed his beard thinking that he was
doing good business. He could not disappoint the Governor's daughter;
besides, he would never sell that stupid box to anybody, since it was old
and the chest spoiled and no one had ever asked to buy it. So he suggested
a low price but still, the sergeant did not accept it. Finally, he put it
on the counter with the rest of the items.

       "Well... please consider it as my present for your coming baby that
God blesses."

       "Thank you, Samuel, I won't forget your splendid present, I'll tell
my dad." Jeremy then intervened.

       "May I take it right now, Carla?" The old man looked at the young
lady.

       "Yes my friend, you are too capricious." They smiled and Jeremy took
the box hanging it from his shoulder by the ragged strap. When they were
far from the shop returning home, he added: "It is a wonderful box, Carla,
especially what it contains."

       "I don't see the importance of it; the old doctor had many similar
instruments like these ones."

       "It is not the instruments, but the material from what they are made
of; it is better than silver," Jeremy said, and he was right. They returned
home enjoying the walk, especially Jackie.  When they entered the palace
Jeremy immediately took the box for his father to see; while Jackie, Carla
and Helen went into her rooms. Jackie looked at Carla and hugged her
tenderly.

       "Thank you, Carla. I'll never forget these unrepeatable moments; I
can't help feeling like a girl, I suppose you understand me."

       "Yes I do, Jackie, and if I have a son feeling like you do, I'll
help him to be proud and not to fall into a depression. I know it is
difficult in this society to accept what is real and not fake..."  Jackie
pressed her hand again.

       "I'm sure you will be a good mother and your children will have the
best mom in the world."

Jeremy found his father talking to Sir Elliot about the little repairs
being carried out in the yacht, and the innovations that he had introduced
for the safety of the children. Sir Elliot was saying:

       "I'll recommend those modifications to the Admiralty, such as the
lifebelts; however, they are very reluctant to spend money on those
items. They believe that any sailor should know how to swim."

       "But what about the commercial ships for passengers?"

       "You are right, Bernard. But that is out of our competence and..."
He watched Jeremy standing on the door awaiting permission to come in or
until they finished talking; he did not want to interrupt the adults'
business. "Come in Jeremy." The Governor said. Bernard looked at his son
questioning him with his sight.

       "Dad, when you finish with Sir Elliot, I would like to show you
something that we have bought in the bazaar." Bernard looked at the
Governor and the old man nodded.

       "Would you excuse me, sir?"

       "Please go. I suppose it is very important for the boy, besides, we
have just finished what we were talking about." He joined his son, placed
his right arm around the boy's shoulders and both went to his room, then he
asked:

       "What is it so important, Jeremy?" The boy entered the room and
showed him the box.  Bernard then said: "It is a campaign surgery emergency
chest, but very old, apart of this, I can't see any particular in it." The
box could be opened and split flat showing the full content. Jeremy did it
adding:

       "Dad, look at the material; they are very old but still are not
rusty." Bernard took one scalpel in his hand and touched its sharp edge; he
then realised the importance of the finding.  He was astonished.

       "Jeremy, this is blue iron! I had heard about it but never saw an
item. My father saw one old scalpel owned by a surgeon's family in London;
they appreciated it as the best jewel they had. It is very rare and nobody
knows where it is coming from. It is said that this material was found
somewhere in Persia during the early Middle Age. This collection must have
been the present of a king to his physician. I would say it is, at least,
three hundred years old or maybe more. We'll clean them and may use with
Carla. We can boil the whole package without caring they will get rusted."
The boy felt very proud.

       "Dad, most of the items are well known, like scalpels and forceps;
but what about the rest?"

       "Honestly son, I don't know. They are old surgery instruments;
probably my father will know them." Then Jeremy added.

       "Dad, what's about if we carry the box as a present for your father?
He must be happy to have them." Bernard looked at his son and hugged him
very tightly, and the boy hugged him back. Jeremy was very fond of those
affection moments with his father.

       "Jeremy, besides my father, he is your grandfather, too; but what
fills my heart with pride is that you are always ready to give yourself to
others and keeping nothing for you.  Sometimes I believe you should be a
little bit selfish." Jeremy stared tenderly at his father.

       "Dad, you are the best present for me, while you are with me I won't
need anything else." They broke the moment and Bernard started inspecting
carefully the instrumental box.

       "Only this chest would cost a fortune. It is made from cedar wood,
almost certainly from Lebanon; however, it looks spoiled and needed to be
repaired; especially being polished and the quilted interior rebuilt. In
London there are good specialists in antiques that can do the job;
meanwhile, we will take good care of it." The Governor entered because he
wanted to ask Bernard about the little cannon to be installed at the bow of
the yacht. He watched the box and the content, Bernard explained all about
and the repair of it.

       "You don't need to go to London. A few months ago, a deported man
arrived charged of killing his partner in Piccadilly; though he always
argued self-defence. He did some repair to an old jewel-box of Mrs Elliot;
she commented that this man was one of the best specialists in England.
Unfortunately, he had a bad temper and is now in prison awaiting judgment.
It is our prerogative to release him. We can ask him to do the job, if he
does, and we are pleased, I can ask the judge to pardon the offences he
made, or at least, not to be very strict in the penalty."  Without waiting
for an answer from Bernard, he called his assistant and instructed him to
release the man and bring him to the palace, so he sent the order to the
jail.

End of Part 4