Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2003 16:44:43 -0800 (PST) From: mycandlelight_dreams Subject: Sailor Boys - chap 13 THE NORMAL BORING DISCLAIMER: This story is FICTION, and just one of my fantasies. Any similarity to real persons is purely coincidental. Further, this story contains sexually explicit information between an adult and a teen-ager. If this type of material offends you, do NOT read further. However, if you like these kinds of stories, then read on and ENJOY! --- CHAPTER 13 --- The rest of the boys were untied and the gags removed. As Jeffy sat up, he looked at Thomas, then at Miwaka, then at Brandon. The tears began to fill his eyes. "Where's Cappy?" "Hey, Little Man!" I said as I entered through the bush. "Cappy!" Jeffy got up and ran to me, jumping into my arms. "I'm okay, Jeffy." I looked down and saw the raw skin around his ankles. "Let's get you boys back to the ship." I led the boys to beach, avoiding the area where Jerry and Mickey lay dead. --- We loaded the boys and the remaining supplies into the lifeboats and paddled back to The Mighty Miss. I was never so happy to board my ship as I was that day, and I was happier still that she was there, waiting patiently for our return. We boarded the ship, and as the boys secured the lifeboats, I walked back to the helm, in order to make my way below deck. I froze in place as my shoes crunched the glass below my feet. I walked around slowly and saw the broken deck stairs door. "Brandon!" I called out to my First Mate, and he quickly came to my side. "Keep the boys up here, I'm going below to check it out." I said as I pulled the pistol from my waistband. Brandon did as instructed, and I went below, slowly and carefully searching my ship for any intruders. Upon clearing my ship, I realized that the two men on the island must have paid The Mighty Miss a visit before coming to the island. I knew then what I had to do. Even if these two were dead, would there be more? I decided I had to snuff out their little trail. I returned on deck. "What's going on, Captain? Is it safe?" Billy asked. "Yes, Billy, it's safe." I pulled Brandon aside. "I'm returning to the island." "You're what? Are you crazy?" Brandon's heart sank and I could tell from the tone in his voice that he wasn't about to let me out of his sight. "Shhh, I have to. If they find those bodies there, someone will surely track this back to my ship. This isn't the first time I've visited this island, you know." Miwaka had stepped over to us. "I'll go with you," he said. "No." I insisted. "You and Brandon ready the ship for sailing. If I'm not back in one hour, leave without me. Take them back to San Diego, and reach as many parents as you can. Do you understand me?" Brandon looked down and then nodded. --- As I paddled back to the island, toward the section I had avoided earlier, a flash of light hit my eyes. As my lifeboat bobbed up and down, another and another of the same flashed hit my eyes. I paddled closer to shore and as I got closer to shore, I saw the speedboat on the sand. I paddled quicker and got to the shore. Jumping out of my boat, I pulled it quickly onto the sand, and rushed to the back of the speedboat. I touched the exhaust pipes and they were cold. "It's been here awhile," I thought to myself. I hoped in my heart that these two were the only ones after Miwaka. I pulled a blanket from the lifeboat and quickly moved to the spot where the two bodies lay. I pushed them onto the blanket, and began to drag them along the trail, onto the beachfront where the speedboat rested. One by one, I pushed the bodies into the speedboat, and then tossed the blanket over them. I tied the lifeboat to one of the eyehooks on the side of the speedboat, and then pushed it into the water. Then, I walked to the front of the speedboat, and pushed, as hard as I could on the bow edging it, little by little to the water. "Timiwaka!" I yelled as I gave one final push on the bow. The sand below gave way, and the boat bobbed into the water. I pushed it out further and then climbed aboard. The sun began to descend and I knew I didn't have much time left if I was going to get back to my ship. I went to the driver's seat of the boat, and I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked at the engine starter and the hole where the key was supposed to go, but there was no key. "Fuck!" I said out loud. I desperately looked at the floor and in the side pocket of the boat. As I got up from the seat, I saw the lump of bodies under the blanket. "You have it, don't you, you bastard?" I tossed the blanket aside, exposing the bloody carcasses to the air. The stench of their lost bowels was powerful and I gasped for breath. "Do it!" I commanded myself, and I reached down and searched through the tall man's pockets; nothing. I searched the shorter man's front pockets; nothing. "Damn it!" I yelled. I kicked the body out of frustration. "Where'd you hide it, you fuck!" I kicked him again, as though he would wake up and reveal the answer to me. I kicked him a third time, and as the body rolled slightly, the lowering sun reflected off the rivet of his back pocket. I quickly rolled the body over, and before I could even search the pocket, I saw the bulge within it. I reached my hand inside the pocket, and a broad smile came to my face as my fingertips touched the key. I quickly pulled out the key, ran to the driver's seat, and fired the engine. It started immediately, and I hit the throttle full power. The front of the bow arched from the water, and I reduced the throttle slightly, startled by the power of this boat. I steered around the island to where The Mighty Miss was anchored, and arrived in time to see the anchor being pulled up. Good Brandon, I thought to myself. He had started to leave, just as I had instructed. I pulled along side of the ship, and yelled to Brandon, "Bring her around the island. Meet me on the other side." He nodded and fired up the diesels. I hit the throttle and turned the speedboat around spraying the side of The Mighty Miss with seawater. I knew what I had to do, but how I would do it didn't fully materialize until I reached the deepest water near the island. I killed the engine, leaving the key in place. The boat quickly rose and fell from the backwash wave that passed under it. I used my handkerchief to wipe down the steering wheel and the boat key and throttle. "Mustn't be messy, Red," I giggled to myself as I tried to clear my fingerprints. I moved to the back of the boat, and threw back the tarp cover near the engine. "I knew it!" I exclaimed as two bright red gasoline cans rested underneath. I unscrewed the feed line from the first tank, and began to splash the contents of it all over the floor of the boat, the blanket and my two island vultures. As the fluid rocked back and forth on the floor of the boat, I reached over and untied my lifeboat from the craft, and then I pushed it away. I went back to the remaining gas tank, unscrewed its feed line, and let it rest on the floor. It was a perfect fuse. I looked around for a moment, trying to assess if I'd covered everything. Satisfied with my work, I jumped from the boat, diving into the cool ocean water. I swam to my lifeboat and climbed into it. As I stood up in the bobbing little boat, I heard the rumble of my diesels behind me. Seeing my lifeboat, Brandon slowed the engines. I knew it was now or never. I raised the pistol, took aim and fired a single shot at the speedboat. KABOOM! The fireball formed a huge mushroom cloud above it. Brandon immediately killed the engines and turned the wheel hard to the left. The Mighty Miss groaned as she tilted, and then leveled, coming almost to a complete stop. A moment later, a second blast came from the boat as the second tank exploded, throwing wood and debris in a large circle around it. As I lowered my arm from my eyes, I saw the bow of the ship above water, and then slowly disappear below the surface taking its deadly passengers with it. Brandon fired up the diesels again, turning hard to the right to realign The Mighty Miss with my lifeboat. --- The dark of night has always left my heart at peace, and tonight was no exception. As I piloted my lady across the smooth water, I looked across the deck at my boys; my crew; the 'men' who had been through so much in such a short time. Brandon looked back at me from his seat on the floor of the deck, but only for a moment and then returned his gaze to the waters ahead of us. No one uttered a word. There was no need. All of us had to deal with this our own way. No one slept. No one tried. Every one of the 12 people riding the deck of The Mighty Miss just stared forward, silent and numb. The night hours passed, and still no one spoke. --- The illumination as the orange sun crested the right horizon shimmered across the deck. I slowed the engines, slowed them further, and then shut them down. As the ship came to drift, I turned my captain's chair, and just stared at the rising sun. Jeffy came to my side, wrapped his arm around my waist and whispered, "It's a new day, Cappy." A single tear came to my eye, and as it rolled down my cheek, I hugged the boy lifting him from the floor, holding him to my chest. And then, that beautiful innocent wonderful little boy said the three words that brought my mind back to reality: "I'm hungry, Cappy!" I couldn't believe my ears. I looked at the boy, and then hugged him again, as I started to laugh. "Did you hear that?" I said laughing to the boys. "The lad's hungry! And you know what? I am too. Who else is hungry?" As I looked across the deck of my ship, it was as though a new spirit had swept over the boys. One by one, they began to gather around Jeffy and I. "Lower the anchor, Brandon. We're going to have breakfast!" I smiled at Brandon, and he smiled back and responded, "Yes, Sir!" "I'd like to present a toast," I announced as I lifted my orange juice. The boys all paused, and lifted their glasses. "Here's to the best crew that They Mighty Miss has ever seen! Long life." "Long life!" They all shouted and then drank. That night, all of us sat in the main room, sipped away the last of the Cognac and talked until the wee hours of the morning. We shared our fears, our thoughts, and our concerns. We cried, we laughed, we cried some more, and we hugged each other. It was a breaking time for us, and a time of bonding us permanently together. I'll never forget that night, as long as I live. For that was the night we vowed to stay in touch with each other, no matter where we went or what we did with our lives. It was also the night that the question of ending the voyage was placed before them. I felt it was only fair; since it truly was their adventure, not mine. But despite everything that had happened so far, the boys wanted to continue. They refused to give up their summer trip and they refused to live in fear. "Timiwaka!" I commended. "Timiwaka!" They all resounded. It became our motto, and as the boys resounded "Timiwaka" again, I saw the tears roll down Miwaka's face. Tears of joy, relief, sorrow, vengeance, justice and happiness all rolled into one. --- For the next couple of days, as we continued our voyage north up the Pacific Coast, Brandon and I did our best to get things back to normal. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that we would never forget what had happened back on that island, but no one in our group would let fear or memory dissuade them from what was rightfully theirs...The adventure of a lifetime. --- "Land Ho!" Thomas yelled from the bow of the ship. "Indeed!" I said as the coastline came closer and closer into view. "Captain? Where to?" Brandon had not been told of my latest little adventure for the boys, since I decided to surprise him as well as the other boys. "Oh no you don't. Not this time. It's on a 'need to know' basis, and right now...you don't need to know." I laughed at my secretiveness. Brandon shrugged his shoulders and quietly walked away. As The Mighty Miss came closer to the pier, the boys clung to the railing admiring what appeared to be a carnival. The large Ferris Wheel loomed above the crowd, and the screams of the passengers on the mini roller coaster were almost overwhelming. "Where are we?" Max finally asked, afraid to take his eyes from the masquerade of people. "This, my boy," I proudly announced, "Is known as the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk." "Holy Shit," Jeremy yelled, "Dude, I've heard of this place. Are you going to take us there, Captain?" I nodded my head and smiled. "What's a boardwalk?" Binder asked. Before I could even open my mouth to speak, Jeremy chimed in, "Dude, it's like a huge theme park. There's rides, and food, and this huge game hall, it's so cool." Jeremy's excitement soon spread throughout the group. A day of fun and laughter was just what this group needed. And a bit of civilization wouldn't hurt either! We docked The Mighty Miss on the south side of the pier, paid our toll for mooring, and walked the half block down the pier to the Boardwalk. I arranged for The Mighty Miss to be refueled while we played in this little hot spot. I purchased unlimited ride wristbands for all of us, and we were off like kids in a candy store. We rode the mini coaster three times, the Salt-N-Pepper shakers, the swings, the casino wheel, the Ferris Wheel, played in the bumper cars, ate until we felt sick to our stomachs, and the horsed around on the beach. As we toured the Boardwalk, we got more than a few stares from people as they looked at our uniforms. I'm sure they passed it off as some kind of school trip, but since it was summer, who knows what they must have thought. The boys could have cared less. They were having such a great time that they didn't even pay attention to the other people. It did give me plenty of opportunities for pictures, and since the boys were clothed and in public, I shot three rolls of film. All of us stayed close together, and if there was anyone who didn't want to go on a particular ride, then either Brandon or I stayed out with him. We turned the film into one of those one-hour places and planned to pick it up after dinner. As nightfall darkened the sky, the lights of the Boardwalk began to come on, lighting the carnival in bright reds, blues, yellows, greens, and oranges. It was a festival of flashing lights, and as I watched Jeffy's face light up with them, I knew it was a good stop for the boys. It was shortly after the lights came up that we entered Captain's Cove. A huge two-story arcade filled with video games, putt-putt golf, and billiard tables. At one point, we broke into teams and attacked the billiard tables. For the next two hours, the competition heated up as the boys took their turns at "eight-ball." We ended our visit to the Boardwalk by crowding into a pizza restaurant on the boulevard. Prior to our loud entrance, the place was dead, but business sure picked up when our troop arrived. Another hour and half and the demise of 12 large pizzas later, we left the Boardwalk and headed back to The Mighty Miss. Safely back on board, we untied our ship, and cast off for deeper water. I wanted to make sure that we were safely away from the shoreline before anchoring for the evening. As the stars lit up the night sky, I piloted my vessel northbound along the coastline. Soon enough, the busy hustle and bustle of the central California coast gave way to sparsely populated beachfronts. I used the spotlight and chose a cozy, but deserted cove in which to anchor the ship for the night. By this point, the boys had gathered in the main room and were busily rummaging through the pictures of our fun at the Boardwalk. I killed the engines, lowered the anchor, and secured The Mighty Miss for another quiet and rest-full night. As I walked down the deck stairs, I heard Brandon say, "You guys were so great today. Thanks for sticking together!" It was the end of a pep talk that I had planned, but coming from one of their peers, somehow, meant something more. I waited for a moment before entering the room, eavesdropping on their conversation. "We just had to be great for the Captain," Andrew responded. All the boys nodded their heads in agreement. "You guys are pretty good friends," Miwaka finally spoke. "We're not just friends, Dude." Shaun said back to him. "We're family! And now, you're part of the family too!" I entered in time to see Shaun and Miwaka hugging each other. "Thanks, Shaun." Miwaka said, releasing his embrace. "Well," I said smiling, "It appears that somebody couldn't wait to see the pictures." Jeffy came running to me with a picture of he and I on one of the rides. "Look, how cool is that?" "That's very cool, Jeffy. Very cool, indeed." I patted his butt, and then he sat down on my lap. --- We retired early, as everyone was pretty exhausted from the day's activities. I sent Jeffy to our cabin, and decided to do my rounds before I went to sleep. My first stop was Jeremy and Max, and as they gleefully snuggled into the bunk together, I leaned down, kissed each one on the forehead, and wished them pleasant dreams. I did the same when I visited Brandon and Andrew in their cabin; Billy and Zach in their cabin, though these two boys were in separate bunks; and Thomas and Binder in their cabin. When I reached Cabin E, I knew that I'd find Wiwaka and Shaun snuggled together. As I opened the door to bid them goodnight, my suspicions were confirmed, and the boys were closely spooned together. I walked in to kiss them good night, and as I leaned down to kiss Miwaka's forehead, I whispered to them, "Tomorrow, we'll rearrange cabins and give you a little more room, okay?" They both smiled at me. "Good night then." I closed the door behind me, and stood for a moment in the hallway, happy that my boys were safe from harm, and that each had found someone special to share the trip with. As soon as this thought left my mind, I instantly thought of Billy and Zach. They had sort of been pushed together simply from elimination. I hoped in my heart that they wouldn't feel 'left out' because they weren't in a 'relationship' like the other boys. I returned to my cabin, and found Jeffy smiling, naked as usual with the blanket pushed to the end of the bunk. As I closed the door, I noticed he had his stiff dick between his fingers playing with it while he waited for my return. "Kisses goodnight, Jeffy?" I asked as I snuggled in next to him. He smiled again, and I began to plant my kisses all over his wonderfully soft body, eventually focusing most of my oral attention on the flagpole he had raised for me. --- "You awake?" Billy whispered to Zach. "Yeah." "I had a great time today." "Yeah, me too." Zach readjusted his sheet, sticking out one of his naked legs. Billy noticed it right away, but didn't let on. "The log water ride was my favorite. I love getting wet." "Yeah, me too. The pizza was pretty good too." Zach smiled at Billy. Billy felt a knot in his throat. When they were seated at the pizza parlor, everyone took spots next to their boyfriend, leaving Billy and Zach to sit together. Billy didn't mind at all, and as they ate, he kept brushing his leg against Zach's leg. Zach didn't seem to pull away, but didn't really give it much attention either. But with Zach's comment, Billy wondered if it was the leg play that Zach thought was pretty good, or really was the pizza. "What are you staring at, Billy?" Zach saw Billy staring at his leg, and he pushed the sheet aside even further, exposing more of his pale naked skin to the boy. "Huh? Umm, nothing." Billy looked away, but couldn't help but bring his eyes back to Zach's soft skin, when he pushed the sheet away. "You want to see more?" Zach smiled playfully. Billy could feel his face blush and he didn't answer. Zach pulled the sheet completely off, exposing all of his young tender body to Billy's visual inspection. Zach could feel his dick begin to rise from the attention the boy's brilliant blue eyes were giving him. Billy decided to follow Zach's lead and pulled the sheet from his own naked body, exposing his skin and his fully erect 4-inch dick to the cool air. "Nice boner." Zach commented. "You ever play with it?" "Yeah. Do you ever...you know...play with yours?" "All the time!" Zach smiled as he reached down and gave his rising shaft a good squeeze, bringing his cock to full hardness. "Do you shoot?" "Huh?" Billy didn't know what Zach meant. "You know...shoot, cum, squirt. When you jack off, does the spermies come out?" "Oh, yeah, but I've only done that like two times." Zach looked at the boy. He could tell by his red face and the tone of his voice that Billy wasn't lying. "Have you jacked on the ship?" Billy stopped for a minute, somewhat embarrassed by the question, but turned on at the same time. "No. Always somebody around." "Nobody around now." Smiling at Billy, Zach began stroking the shaft of his hard dick. Billy started doing the same and for a few minutes, the boys said nothing. They sat in their own bunks, stroking their hard-on and watching each other. "Zach?" Billy spoke. "Yeah?" "Can I...ummm. Would you let me..." Billy hesitated, scared that Zach would make fun of him. Zach wasn't going to let this be easy. "Can you what?" he asked, pointing his hard dick at Billy. "Can I touch it?" Billy could hardly believe the words finally left his mouth. "You want to touch my dick?" Zach continued to smile, almost tormenting the horny boy. "I'll let you touch mine, if you want." Billy thought it was a good trade. "Well, come over here then." Zach finally gave in, sliding to the side of his bunk. Billy slid out of his bunk and walked over to Zach's bunk, holding his hand over his hard dick. As he got to the bunk and began to reach his hand down to Zach's dick, Zach stopped him. "You ever suck a dick, Billy?" Billy looked up at Zach and then down again at the firm pecker pointed at him. "No." he answered shyly. "You want to try it?" Zach released Billy's hand, lay back, and spread his legs a little, slightly pushing up his hips so that his dick was within inches of Billy's face. Billy could feel his dick jump. He'd always wanted to try sucking a cute boy's dick and even tried bending himself in half to suck his own dick, but couldn't quite reach it. Billy licked his lips and moved his head forward, and just before his lips reached the tip of Zach's dick, Zach stopped him again. "Don't bite me, or I'll beat the ship out of you." Zach let go of Billy, and Billy continued moving slowly to Zach's waiting dick. He opened his mouth, and as Zach's dick touched his lips, the heat of it made his dick jump again. He opened wider; making sure that his teeth didn't touch Zach's skin. A moment later, Zach's dick rested on Billy's tongue, and he liked having it there. "Close your lips, Billy, and then move your mouth up and down on me." Billy followed his teacher's instructions, and closed his lips around the boy's cock. Then, slowly and carefully, he moved his mouth up and down Zach's dick, pushing all the way down to Zach's pubes. "Oh yeah, Billy...that's it. Man, this feels good; you're a natural. Yeah, keep doing that...mmmmm...feels so good." Billy smiled to himself that he was pleasing Zach and obviously 'sucking dick' the right way. He reached down and pulled on his own dick a couple times while sucking Zach. "Tsshhhhh, uh huh, yeah, oh, I like that, Billy, yeah." Billy opened his mouth and started licking Zach's excited dick. As he did, he reached under and began massaging Zach's still hairless balls. "Oh man, Billy, don't stop. Suck me some more." Zach had closed his eyes and was really enjoying the oral attention that Billy's first blowjob was giving. Billy continued to suck Zach and Zach continued to moan. Before long, Zach could feel his orgasm approaching, and he began to push his hips upward, slamming his dick into Billy's hot wet mouth. "Oh yeah, Billy...oh man, I'm gonna shoot." Billy let Zach's dick slip out of his mouth, and Zach quickly reached down and began stroking it faster and faster. Billy watched as Zach jerked his dick and then Zach said, "Unh, here it comes." Pointing his dick towards his belly. The first watery spray from Zach's dick shot out and hit Zach's chest. "Oh, Ugh." The second was not as strong, and landed on Zach's naked belly. As Zach continued to pull on his dick, the rest of his watery boy cum pooled into his belly button. Zach dipped his finger into the warm watery liquid, and then brought it to his lips. "You eat it?" Billy asked, amazed that Zach was licking his fingers clean. "Yeah. It's good, you wanna try it?" Zach responded, pointing to the stream on his chest. Billy wasn't sure he wanted to, but if he ever wanted to try, now was his chance. He leaned in closer to Zach's chest, and stuck out his tongue. Zach smiled when the tip of Billy's tongue touched his wet skin. The taste was mild and kinda salty but Billy didn't mind. He took another lick. Better than before, Billy thought and licked again. Within a few moments, Billy was licking up the warm boy juice from Zach's chest and belly, and as he moved down Zach's skin to his belly button, Zach lay his head back again, enjoying the new sensation of this hot tongue bath. His enjoyment was quickly interrupted, however, when Billy stuck his tongue into Zach's belly button. "Hey!" Zach sat up giggling. "That tickles." Billy smiled at him. "Thanks for letting me do that, Zach. I've never done that before. It was fun." "Has anyone ever sucked you before, Billy?" Billy shook his head. "Lay down." Zach patted the bunk next to him. Billy lay down next to Zach, and as he put his head back, his dick pointed to the ceiling. "Now, it's your turn," Zach said as he moved his head to Billy's mid section. Billy watched closely as Zach lowered his head to Billy's erect dick. As Zach closed his mouth tightly around it, Billy felt a surge of electricity course through his spine directly to his brain. The intensity of the warm wet tongue massaging the underside of his dick was new and exciting. He could feel his dick thumping with the increasing beat of his heart. This was not the first time Zach had sucked a boy, and was rather proud of his technique, and as he worked on Billy's dick, he did his best to insure that a 'first-time' would be a time to remember. While massaging Billy's dick with his tongue, Zach moved his mouth up and down the slender shaft. It wasn't a great distance, but Billy didn't care. He was in heaven. "God, that feels so good." Zach lifted his head only long enough to say, "Told you." And then, went right back to work. Billy laid his head back, closed his eyes, and let Zach do whatever he wanted to his sensitive dick. As Zach continued, he could feel the same tinglings in his balls that he felt when he played with his dick. Without warning, Billy inhaled deeply, pushed up his hips, and squirted two short and watery shots of boy juice into Zach's mouth. Zach held still, and kept his lips pressed tightly to Billy's pulsing dick. As Billy began to relax, and his orgasm passed, Zach again pressed tightly around Billy's shaft, and milked the last of Billy's cum from the now softening boy cock. Zach lifted his head, licked his lips happily and said, "You taste pretty good, Billy. Thanks for the drink." He started to laugh. "Shut up." Billy said as he kicked Zach off of his belly. The two boys wrestled for a while; poking and jabbing each other, as well as trying to find each one's ticklish spots. Before long, they noticed they both had boners again. This time, Billy made the joke, "Seconds?" he giggled, pointing to his stiff boner. Surprising Billy, Zach said, "Sure!" And immediately stuffed his head between Billy's legs, engulfing the boy's dick into his thirsty mouth. --- Meanwhile, in Cabin B, Jeremy and Max had settled in for the night. Although they had taken turns in the bed, as to who would sleep in front, and who got to stick their stiffy into a nice warm hole, tonight was Max's turn to lay behind Jeremy and work his hard prick inside Jeremy's warm place. Max had learned to get it good and wet before trying, and Jeremy had learned to relax, and even helped guide Max's hard slender cock inside him. They were so in tune, that Jeremy knew when Max was fully inside, and they would oppose their rhythm for the best feeling. Max truly loved having sex with Jeremy and Jeremy loved having Max inside him. "Max?" "Yeah," Max answered, shifting his butt to start his pushing. "Stay inside me this time." Jeremy answered, wanting to feel the hot boy cum deep inside him. Max hesitated for a moment. He had always pulled out of Jeremy's butt, and played with his dick until he shot his juice. Max wrapped his arm around Jeremy's chest, and the warmth of Jeremy's naked skin against his own made his dick tingle and his stomach flutter. "You know I love you." Max said. "I know. I've loved you for a long time." Jeremy responded, kissing Max's forearm. Max began to push his dick deeper into his lover. --- I hope you're enjoying this adventure. I welcome comments and questions, so, write me at mycandlelight_dreams@yahoo.com.