Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2018 12:47:30 +0100
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: Motorcycle Dealer 15

			   Motorcycle Dealer 15

This is a continuation of the motorcycle dealer series & sadly the final
instalment which is a work of fiction, please enjoy the story & make a
donation to Nifty, after all we are leaving a legacy for the future & don't
forget to look in their shop window.

The first week of school saw Dylan fitting in nicely with the rest of the
students with their daily supplement treatments & sessions with the
Noogleberry saw them both blossoming into pictures of health with their jet
lag symptoms almost gone. I let them both sleep in my double bed with their
nights of passion for each other reinforcing their bonds of love together
whilst I slept downstairs in a folding collapsible bed.

Dylan spent hours in the evening during that week doing his homework on his
Tokyo Spider laptop initially with our help & wrote several emails to his
mate in the youth prison as well as arranging times for when he phoned him.

I paid money to keep both their UK mobile phone accounts topped up with
credit & arranged for John's solicitor to investigate his case.

The divorce papers arrived from Melbourne by certified air mail in a large
A4 sized secure envelope & we looked through them when Melanie wrote out
her grounds for divorce which was a tearful time for her but her strength
of character prevailed when she completed the papers ready for sending back
to Melbourne.

Her lottery ticket certainly won the big one which rolled over from the
previous 2 weeks netting her 5 million plus a few thousand into the bargain
so they were now set up for life. Melanie certainly wasn't a woman hell
bent on keeping up with the Joneses & never let the money go to her head
only taking similar amounts what one would expect from a working mum.

Both Ryan & Jordan completed reassembling the BSA C15 & it was finally time
to fire the old girl up after a layoff of many years which the appearance
of the machine concealed well. Jordan depressed the tickler on the
machine's Amal monobloc carburettur, switched on the ignition & the engine
fired up on the third kick, the interior of my garage reeked of hot
cleaning fluids as its single cylinder 250cc four stroke engine warmed up &
ran with a sweet exhaust note.

Ryan took the machine around the block for its first ever test ride & he
returned with a huge beaming smile on his face, left the engine running &
Jordan took the machine out. He too returned with a huge beaming smile &
now it was Melanie's turn, only she insisted I sat on the pillion & rode
straight to the Honda dealer entering the building by the workshop's
entrance & parked in the MOT bay, I immediately saw where this was going as
she passed me the machine's old style log book with the mileage wrote on a
scrap of paper.

I logged the machine onto MOT computerization which had to be done manually
as there was no record of it with the DVLA, I also had to perform a roller
brake test with Melanie sat on the machine as I didn't have any test
results for a BSA C15, no sooner was that done, it was off to Antonio's
café for coffees whilst the remainder of the 40 minutes ticked away.

Melanie & I discussed the original plan of selling the machine for & on
behalf of the previous owner who's now in a care home & having already fell
in love with this machine with her mind made up, she answered both
questions at once, the first was that she would buy the machine at its full
valuation price thereby giving the old gent money for his care home purse
as opposed to his care home fees & secondly she decided to ride this
machine with her son Dylan on the pillion in the Reading toy run.

The next day was spent in the town & there was a load of shopping to catch
up on, firstly there was Dylan's outdoor activities kit from both Four
points & the market's army surplus stall which he would require more of as
he wanted to join the school's air cadet unit as well as camping with our
group on the island which also meant kitting out Melanie as well which
meant 2 lots of kit crammed into 2 military green cadet rucksacks, another
2 British army basha shelter sheets with lightweight telescopic poles,
British army stainless steel clasp knives, German army groundsheets, German
army clip together cutlery sets, aluminium tent pegs, bungees, parachute
cord, mini Maglite torches, military jute twine plus I'm adding Osprey
British army 1958 pattern water bottles with BCB Crusader stainless steel
mugs with their matching cooker with ex MOD Millbank bags contained in PLCE
water bottle pouches for both Ollie & Dylan.

Whilst walking along the High Street, an alluringly attractive teenage girl
rode towards us on her mountain bike wearing a sheer white frilly lace
micro sun dress giving us a good eyeful of her pink panties reminding us
that there are others who, like our little group of teens are
exhibitionists who love to flaunt themselves in public.

Another thing we had to plan for was them both doing their Duke of
Edinburgh's award, I spoke with their teacher who's also their air cadet
commanding officer about this & between us we hatched a plan to run their
bronze D of E course over the remaining year which entailed Vicky running a
Royal Life Saving Society bronze medallion lifesaving course for 8 of their
cadets & myself with one of their older cadets taking them on their one
night training expeditions during weekends.

Then there was their wardrobes to shop for as well, with Dylan at school
she had his measurements already taken thanks to Vivian so we bought the
clothes they wanted as well & ended up using a wheeled shopping trolley to
cart it all back to my Ford Cortina estate car. No sooner had we returned
to my house & unloaded the car, it was off to the local supermarket for the
week's shopping which was something Melanie was shit hot at, years of
skimping & scraping to get by over the years whilst bringing up Dylan have
honed her skills down to a fine art as a home economist & she was very
quick to home in on any bargains.

The lovely sunny September days saw everyone being scantily clad around the
house & thankfully Dylan was settling in nicely, no sooner were they home
from school they ripped all their clothes off & wore just speedos. My
elderly PS2 was certainly getting a good workout with them as they played
either Grand theft auto-San Andreas or Need for speed-most wanted.

Thankfully Vicky gave out free swimming passes to the youngsters who all
used them to their advantage swimming regularly at the pool until they
discovered another leisure centre at Langley which had a waterslide,
thankfully their swimming passes also allowed them to swim there so she set
up an arrangement to park all their mountain bikes inside their plant room
which was accessible by a large roller door at the side of the building.

This popular venue was preferred by the youngsters although another trainer
assessor ran their pool lifeguard courses, their main pool measured 25 by
10 metres with a 1.8 metre deep end which entailed NPLQ students retrieving
the manikin from Montem's 3 metre deep end for those requiring the deeper
depth entered onto their certificates.

Vivian thankfully ordered their regular British army PT shorts for their
swim shorts with nylon tricot Truwest or Eyeline swim briefs in their
choice of colour & green cotton air training corps screen printed tee
shirts with their school's squadron logo on the front in readiness for
their up & coming courses intending to present the school's cadets in their
service issue uniform. He had previously filled 3 huge orders to supply
black Soffe nylon tricot silkies shorts with Players nylon tricot form
fitting T shirts & vests to the local boys & girls secondary schools & to
the college & wearing them certainly had their nipples tenting out the
sheer nylon giving their wearers a lovely caress on their hard nipples &
enhanced their breast bulges under their school shirts or blouses. The
company which makes these shorts also supplies their olive green silkies
shorts to the US Marine Corps & the local army surplus stall holds good
stocks of these.

These items sold like hot cakes, little wonder as they felt awesome against
youngsters' skins & especially their genitalia when worn as underwear which
had the effect of boys constantly popping boners, leaking pre-cum &
sometimes experiencing spontaneous ejaculations. The girls also became
aroused with leaking pussies & sometimes experiencing their gushing orgasms
in their classes.

I managed to source a number of the famed Vango force 10 two man tents from
a military surplus dealer on ebay who had loads for sale, these were used
by the forces for adventure training & although heavier than modern nylon
tents they will keep the cadets comfortable & dry during their nights out &
can withstand gale force winds, one disadvantage is that each tent would
have to be dismantled & carried between 2 cadets, such is the price of a
good night's sleep.

Thankfully the same dealer also had brand new Swedish Trangia 27 meths
fuelled cooksets which are one of the specified items on D of E courses
which he also supplied with the tents along with a few 10 man boxes of 24
hour ration packs so there's no excuse for hungry cadets. The Air Training
Corps may be a charitable youth organization & the school's squadron has
certainly benefited from the proceeds of Lotto cracker.

The week passed by quickly with nice warm sunny weather with another
gathering of the group for a weekend visit to the island, everyone sorted
out their rucksacks & kit ready for a late afternoon Friday departure as
soon as all the lads returned from school & changed into their raunchy see
through teenage girl's clothes wearing tiny see through micro skirts with
dangling nylon sheathed cocks with their see through bras perfectly visible
through their white see through sleeveless tops with their handbags slung
over their shoulders, fortunately there were enough cars this time with
Ryan's mum driving her 10 year old Nissan Primera. The only person riding
his motorcycle was Vivian with his Honda CB-750 836cc Rob North framed
Honda in the red, white & blue Honda Britain race colours as this bike
hasn't had an outing for quite a while & he had to stay behind at the Honda
dealer finishing up all the day's takings & invoices.

He worked on this machine during the week after spending almost a year on
display in the Honda dealer's showroom & during the week the lads cleaned,
prepped & polished the bike, drained the carburetors, fitted a new battery,
I done its MOT test on the first of the month & Vivian taxed it at the post
office that day.

During the year this bike must have been photographed hundreds of times &
to minimize enquiries during busy work days Vivian had a specifications
board placed beside the machine.

Like the time when his CR-750 fired up in the MOT bay, this bike also made
a similar noise except it had a more deeper note from its 4 into 1 exhaust
system, like the CR-750 that time, it never failed getting my cock fully
hard inside my nylon shorts just to hear it fire up.

Once we arrived at the island on the 3 canal boats & quickly set up our
shelter from a combination of British army basha shelter sheets, Australian
hoochies, the large 12 foot canvas tarpaulin & Russian Plash Palatkas, laid
out our groundsheets & bedding, had our stirrup pump showers & changed into
our swimsuits, Both Justin & Rick had our hotpot evening meals cooked on
both the British army field kitchen & the fire pit. Just as we were eating
our meals, Matt came through on Skype from Australia on Rick's large flat
screen TV on board the Countess of Clewer holding the finished modified,
repaired & overhauled replica Lucas KVFTT magneto for Rob Keene's Norvin
costing a lot less than the genuine item which sold on ebay the previous
week & in a few hours he would text me the courier's airwaybill number & it
surprised me that he had done all this within the week & thanks to Lotto
cracker, he was sent a generous bank transfer to aid his business's cash
flow.

With the daylight darkening around 8-30 pm, none of us went for a daylight
swim, instead it was fully dark when we all went skinnydipping for a
circumnavigation swim around the island just as another party boat was
about to pass us, the vessel slowed right down to a snail's pace in the
water giving everyone on board a good view of our naked forms illuminated
by the vessel's lighting with more cat calls, wolf whistles & shouts of
`Where's your trunks?" drowning out Duran Duran's record A view to a kill
playing on their discotheque plus a few empty beer bottles were thrown at
us.

Apart from Ryan & Linda being hit by beer bottles & Vivian throwing one
back which hit their DJ hard on the head, it was a most enjoyable evening
swim & we all savoured Rick's lovely warm stirrup pump showers followed by
British Airways breast milk coffee with one of their buttered breast milk
cheese rolls which we now bake thanks to Jane with 2 McVitie's chocolate
digestives each.

After that it became a relaxing evening either watching the TV in each of
the 3 vessels or lying on top of our sleeping bags watching Vivian's TV
borrowed from his race transporter inside the shelter sheet basha fed from
the Countess's generator when Justin once again cooked our mugs of hot soup
for the early night with some of us working at the motorcycle shops.

Those last minutes in our sleeping bags were spent by some of us listening
to our transistor radios either through earpieces or watching the last of
the movie before finally falling asleep.

Everyone was up with the lark the following morning wearing our swimsuits
for another circumnavigation swim around the island only this time there
was wisps of mist in places on the water plus we had all noticed the
previous night that the temperature must have dropped by a couple of
degrees which normally heralds the start of the river's winter cycle giving
us perhaps one or two weekends of swimming left at most?

Once again we were treated to Rick's nice warm stirrup pump showers plus
there were the inevitable men shaving using their British Army
shaving/signaling mirrors hung from trees. Justin had all our breakfasts
ready firstly cooking for those who left for work at the motorcycle shops
with those remaining behind taking a later breakfast only this time Melanie
would be assisting Vivian behind the counter whilst Dylan would be trying
his hand at bike cleaning for the first time.

Our days at both motorcycle shops were very interesting indeed; thankfully
we were blessed with another warm day which saw all the youngsters wearing
their booty shorts throughout the day whilst Melanie looked stunning
wearing a nylon sleeveless top with her tiny micro skirt giving everyone
who saw her a flash of her bright red thong panties & even her son was
stealing glances when his Tokyo spider phone rang with his mate from
Australia & he stopped working to sit at the gazebo to take the call,
thankfully the news from him was good now that John's solicitor was dealing
with his case which perked him up for the rest of the day.

This day was rather light on MOT tests which was just as well as both
Zoltan & Zena had their hands full having to fit 4 Datatool alarm systems
to customers machines which were booked in for that day & thankfully they
managed to complete all 4 jobs with the other lads assisting them with
initially removing fuel tanks, panels, seats &c.

There was the usual chain & sprocket kits, fork oil seals, wheel bearings,
services & the odd key plus I had a couple of customers cables which
required fitting with new inner wires with brass soldered on nipples & I
was even called on to make a replacement brake cable for a youngster's
dilapidated old mountain bike who struck up a friendship with Dylan whilst
they both watched me work my magic creating his cable which fortunately
uses the number 1 inner & outer sleeve, inner wire & ferrules the same as
most motorcycle throttle cables which the shop orders in 50 foot
reels. Thankfully the Venhill workshop cable kit comes well stocked with
all sorts of fittings.

The day finished well at both motorcycle shops & we drove straight to the
island, parked up by the college's boathouse & boarded the 3 vessels to the
island, once again they entered the backwater slowly gliding past the
swimming hole tree seeing both Justin & Kyle stood on the end in just their
speedos, Justin's full ample breasts were nicely displayed & Kyle's breasts
too looked as though they were developing nicely. Thankfully Justin & Rick
had already cooked our evening meals & were keeping them warm for us.

We quickly changed into our swimsuits for a lovely cooling swim around the
island followed by warm stirrup pump showers, dried off & lined up for our
evening meals.

With the evening cooling down it was still warm enough to wear tee shirts &
shorts, Kyle wore a see through bra under his sheer black mesh nylon tee
shirt which gave his breasts a nice lift with his huge nipple pokies as
well as wearing the tiniest form fitting Lycra booty shorts I've ever seen
on a youngster.

The effects of the supplements & Noogleberry sessions were working nicely
on Dylan; he too wore a see through uplift bra under his sheer black nylon
mesh tee shirt giving his breasts a nicely rounded appearance with hugely
prominent nipple pokies as well as the pair of tiny form fitting booty
shorts Zena gave him from the Antares. Rick's double bed already had both
Dylan's & Melanie's name on it for later & both Justin & Kyle would be
bedding down in Don's double bed on board London pride.

Matt came through on Skype from Australia with the good news that Melanie's
divorce court hearing date was imminent which pleased her loads, or heaps
as she would say which had Dylan jumping for joy at the news. I called them
on board the countess so they could speak to Matt direct. John's solicitor
also had good news for Dylan about his mate Robbo, he applied to the court
to have him released on compassionate grounds & electronically tagged to
enable him to care for his sick mum. She gave birth to him in her mature
years & developed Alzheimer's in her 40's, with her being a single parent
with a 15 year old son & being English, she still had enough of her
faculties remaining wishing to be repatriated with her son & when Dylan
heard this news he became gob smacked uttering yelps, whoo hoos & crying
tears of joy, so much so we all saw another imminent Lotto cracker job with
Jane accompanying them on a British Airways Boeing 747-400 flight.

Dylan called him from his Tokyo Spider mobile phone & woke him up;
thankfully he had the ring tone set on clicks alert mode whereas Dylan's
phone's ring tone is set to the airline flight attendant double cabin chime
which sounds so real it's just like being on board an aircraft with his
text message alert being a single airline cabin chime.

The call turned out to be a long call with young Robbo having to speak in
whispers under his bedclothes & when the call ended, both lads were crying
tears of joy at both ends of the world.

Some moments later Dylan's phone gave off a single airline cabin chime text
message alert, Robbo had sent his mum's mobile phone number which we would
be calling later to catch her in the morning local time as Darwin was 7.5
hours ahead of British summer time when Dylan sent her a text message
asking her what time she could receive the call.

Rick sent Jane an email setting out the situation asking her to fit in
another visit to Oz, this time to the top end & her reply came the
following morning whereby she would be departing in 2 weeks & could arrange
a layover lasting a week, I hoped this was sufficient time for her
meanwhile Zena linked up her Tokyo Spider laptop to look through the
medical literature on the Antares computer for Alzheimer's disease which
looked promising, theirs was a simple procedure which would dissolve the
protein growths followed by regeneration surgery which required about a
week on board so the plan was hatched to have her beamed up on board over
there, perform the procedures & beam her back to her house.

Dylan rang her at 3 am UK time catching her at 10.30 am just as she was
drinking her mid morning cup of tea with 2 Arnotts Tim tams chocolate
biscuits.

At times the call became tearful at both ends & it was surprising to learn
just how much his maturity in advance of his tender years prevailed & with
the call ending he texted her phone number to John's solicitor who rang her
then booked his flight to Darwin.

Zena changed into a pair of cut off jeans shorts & tee shirt with her
laptop bag & her spare clothes inside her backpack then stood on the
island's south green & was promptly beamed up back on board the Antares, an
hour later she materialized in her back garden, even though Dylan told her
what to expect the blinding flash did startle her as it brilliantly
illuminated her living room, after making some British Airways coffee with
breast milk cheese rolls, she discussed her treatment plan on board &
passed her a bracelet.

The following morning Zena drove her to the airport to collect John's
solicitor in her ancient ageing Toyota Starlet which thanks to the goodwill
of a local teenage mechanic had kept her car reasonably maintained.

She returned with him & prepared the court papers citing both ill treatment
& extenuating compassionate grounds for his release whereby he would be far
better placed caring for his sick mum plus earning some money doing a few
gardening jobs for people to assist with her meager finances during times
whenever carers either looked after his mum on a rota basis or had her
placed at a daycare facility whilst Robbo attended school. With the court
papers finally prepared & a hearing a few days away he felt confident about
securing his release.

His next task was filling out both their British passport forms with all
the necessary documentation which required their marriage certificate owing
to a recent change in the UK's migration regulations requiring that a child
born overseas must be born from married parents then he took her passport
photos with his camera & not wishing to drive her Toyota Starlet into the
city as he didn't want to be seen driving this car, he called a taxi,
firstly to have Robbo fill out his passport application & take his passport
photos at the prison followed by having their doctor countersigning &
rubber stamping the photos & forms whilst waiting aided by some of Lotto
cracker's coffers then straight to the British Consulate where they could
be collected in about a week.

He presented both sets of documents which were thoroughly checked at the
desk, paid for them with his credit card & now they were counting down the
days when both passports were ready, he booked their flights for 2 weeks
time & texted Jane with the flight number.

With the day's tasks completed he took the next day's flight back to
Melbourne whilst Zena & she were beamed up on board the Antares & within
minutes she was being prepped for surgery.

A week had passed by & the solicitor returned to Darwin for the court
hearing, meanwhile both she & Zena beamed back down from the Antares with
her having made a full recovery which far exceeded everyone's expectations
which was just as well as time wise as they were cutting it fine for the
court appearance.

John's solicitor really had to work hard for his money that day owing to
the opposition placing a barrister in court. The mother's love for her son
prevailed that day & he was duly released & electronically tagged aided by
the solicitor playing on her health issues presenting her medical reports
going back several years when he finally dropped the bombshell that her
remaining family in the UK requested that both her & her son be
repatriated.

The judge in his final summing up stated that it would be in the boy's best
interests to remain with his mother as per both their wishes & agreed with
the repatriation ordering the removal of the electronic tag at the airport.

A week later after buying their clothes &c, they arrived to collect their
passports which required signing for & their faces checked against their
photos in their passports, I texted them the Auslotto numbers picked by
Bletchley Park on their Colossus computer instructing her to buy an
Auslotto ticket immediately which is easier than wiring money & cheaper
although I did wire her 5,000 dollars to tide them over, buy their
wardrobes & emailed their shopping lists with some of the lad's outdoor
gear ready for the island & told him to do a thorough job of cleaning his
mountain bike & how to pack it ready for loading onto the aircraft.

Jane arrived on a flight from the UK & she was collected in the little
Toyota Starlet, being such a small car this posed a problem with their
luggage, fortunately the mechanic's mate had a pick up truck which solved
that problem as well as the mechanic driving the Toyota back from the
airport after which he became the new owner.

We all watched with baited breath in both countries as the Auslotto was
drawn live on the Saturday & jumped for joy when she won the big one.

Jane called her connections with the airline & had them upgraded to
business class thereby securing them more comfortable seats, meals & a more
generous baggage allowance meanwhile young Robbo spent hours cleaning &
polishing his trusty 24 speed Emelle nickel plated framed mountain bike
with its 4 speed front crank & 6 speed gear block. Using some of the money
I sent, he replaced the bottom bracket, tyres, tubes, chain, gear block,
brake blocks, saddle & cables with Jane's assistance then they both took
the bike for a final ride round the block before dismantling & packing it
ready for the flight.

Despite Jane being jet lagged, she rose to the challenge of her tasks & was
really glad to be sharing Robbo's mum's double bed totally naked & gave him
the time of his life despite packing 7. 5 fat inches on his 15 year old
body, the seriously sex starved youngster showed amazing restraint with
Jane as they lovingly cuddled & caressed each other before Jane's mouth
went down on his nipples & then his rock hard cock & within seconds he shot
what he swore was his biggest mother load of spunk which she greedily
guzzled down. The poor youngster was screaming the house down kicking &
writhing begging her to stop as his sensations was so intense that tears
came to his eyes & he was seeing stars.

Despite this his balls recharged with more spunk within minutes as Jane
straddled him cowgirl fashion facing his head & rode his cock hell for
leather with her pussy massaging & clenching onto his cock, within minutes
she had a tremendous gushing orgasm plastering his junk whilst breast milk
sprayed out from her nipples onto him as Jane said. "Go on Robbo, taste my
milk & don't waste it you little tyke," he scooped some onto his fingers,
licked them clean them hummed out.

"This tastes really good, please may I have some more?"

"In a little while my love then you can drink all you want," Robbo's joke
had Jane laughing when he asked.

"Is it legal to bring your milk into the country without declaring it to
quarantine?"

Jane giggled out. "Where did you hear that one from? That's a good one."

She continued riding his huge fat cock & after about 10 minutes & taking
her through 2 gushing orgasms he finally came inside her pussy gushing
about 10 huge lengthy gushes of spunk some of which ran out past his cock
when he triggered her to experience a third gushing orgasm ending up with
his junk plastered in both their fluids.

Now came the cuddling & fondling as they enjoyed their sleepy afterglows
when Jane placed a breast by his mouth which he latched onto it straight
away drinking her life supporting milk quenching both his thirst & hunger
when they finally fell asleep in each others arms.

The following morning they woke up together making lovers talk whilst
Robbo's cock was rock hard which he experiences every morning when he
discovered the bedclothes & his stomach plastered with his spunk realizing
he had a wet dream during the night. As they pulled off the covers &
heavily soiled bed sheets the whole room reeked heavily of sex, sweat, boy
smells & the aroma of pussy scents when Jane straddled him again planting
his cock firmly inside her pussy & riding him hell for leather when he shot
another huge load inside her in seconds followed by her gushing orgasm &
spraying him with breast milk. They finally showered together & being an
old weatherboard house with an antiquated gas bath heater, Robbo showed her
how to operate it by turning on & lighting the gas, then turning on the
water tap & finally operating a lever to send the water through pipes up to
the shower head above an old antiquated bath.

After showering together & drying off, Jane changed into her white see
through nylon sleeveless top without her bra & a tiny black thong bikini
bottom & from her suitcase she passed him a black see through vest & a pair
of black nylon Truwest speedo type swimming trunks, they finally put on
flip flops & Jane searched through both the fridge & pantry to cook 3 full
English breakfasts, then opened a container of breast milk cheese &
expressed her breast milk into a jug for their British Airways coffees
finally putting out the small British Airways brown bread cheese rolls.

His mum finally joined the breakfast table wearing only her bra & panties &
owing to the shortage of both cutlery & crockery, Jane laid out 3 sets of
British Airways cutlery & 2 sets of British Army mess tins which Robbo
bought as part of their outdoor equipment for when they join the group at
The Lynch Island on the River Thames.

After breakfast, Robbo dutifully done the washing & drying up whilst Jane
checked the TV & DVD player for function then placed a copy into the
machine & started playing. The video showed the scenes all round the island
showing their group shelter constructed from British army basha shelter
sheets & everyone both frolicking & swimming at the swimming hole tree as
well as the island circumnavigation swims & skinny dipping, all 3 vessels
were shown with everyone diving off the stern & clambering back on
board. Another shot showed the Antonov AN2 on final approach for the turn
over the field on the opposite side of the river, flying low over the river
to land then disgorging its compliment of school students all wearing
Vivian's see through school uniforms with an excellent shot of Kyle who's
hugely long flowing mane blew nicely in the breeze.

Both Robbo & his mum became thrilled at the video & he couldn't wait to go
there. Other shots showed the Qantas Boeing 707 at Southend, everyone
riding their motorcycles including Vivian on all 3 of his Hondas, all the
lads in their see through school uniforms & wearing their raunchy teenage
girls see through clothes & dangling nylon sheathed cocks with Dylan
dressed identically wearing a long haired blond wig holding his nylon
sheathed cock giving a thumb's up sign when the video zoomed in on him & he
said.

"Come on Robbo, hurry up, come over & join us," when Robbo immediately
burst out crying.

The rest of the day was spent doing the final washing & drying then packing
away the entire contents of the house into strong wooden crates ready for
the taxi truck to collect & drive to the shippers leaving them spending
their last night in an almost empty house sleeping in British Army sleeping
bag liners to be packed in their luggage followed by the drive to the
airport in the morning.

At 6 30 am the following morning a rep called round to remove the
electronic box from the phone line & not wanting to remove Robbo's
electronic tag at the airport thus avoiding the parking charges he decided
to remove that as well, his mum got him out of the sleeping bag liner
wearing only his speedos. He sat on the couch whilst the rep removed the
device from his ankle them both him & his mum finally signed off the
paperwork when he finally wished them both a nice flight & left.

It was all hands to the pump for morning showers followed by breakfasts,
last minute packing before loading up the taxi truck then finally the
handover of the house to the rental agent at 8 am when they finally left
the house & handed over the keys thus ending a chapter in their lives.

Some of their luggage was loaded into the elderly Toyota Starlet shortly
followed by the mechanic & his mate arriving in the pick up truck, they
loaded the remaining luggage & Robbo's dismantled & packaged mountain bike
followed by last farewells & hugs before driving to the airport.

Immigration delayed Robbo wanting to check his court release papers before
letting him board the London bound British Airways Boeing 747-400 which
seemed to take ages whilst they made a few phone calls with his mum stood
beside him as Jane went on ahead as she was on duty on board.

They were the last passengers to board & only just in the nick of time when
Jane finally closed the door & led them to their business class seats
thanks to her negotiating a complimentary upgrade with Robbo taking a
window seat.

Although she was conservatively dressed wearing a business suit. Robbo
proudly wore the school uniform of the school which he's due to attend
wearing regulation charcoal grey trousers, short sleeve white shirt, tie &
blazer carrying his Tokyo Spider laptop inside its shoulder bag with his
Highlander 25 litre olive green school backpack containing his coursework,
school books, pencil case, geometry instruments &c with reports from both
his last school & the youth prison who also schooled him & fortunately both
gave him glowing reports when Jane passed them both sealed male & female
passenger comfort packs.

The huge aircraft was finally pushed back & taxied to runway number 29
stopping momentarily then the 4 Rolls Royce RB211 turbofans powered up
initially moving the aircraft then powered up to full take off power
accelerating the aircraft on its take off run sounding like an old car on a
bumpy road inside the cabin. Robbo watched the wings bend up just before
the aircraft left the ground flying low over Bagot drive when his mum
uttered a huge sigh of relief as the aircraft became airborne, as it
climbed skywards out over the sea he watched intently as the wings flexed
with the droning engines waggling on their pylons with steam like vapours
which gave the appearance they were ingesting water vapour into the front
fans. There were the usual light bumps as the aircraft climbed & no sooner
was the seat belt sign off, he took out his laptop to watch the video
again, this time wearing his headphones whilst the aircraft brought them
ever closer to Blighty at around 8.5 miles per minute with a huge Auslotto
cheque burning a hole in her handbag.

Everyone at my house became glad that they were finally on board with Jane
sending me a text as soon as she closed the door, this time I would be
doing the airport pick up with Dylan having got him a day off school whilst
Jordan would be collecting Jane in his Volkswagen beetle having finally
blagged it off me taking her straight home.

Dylan became the happiest bunny that day knowing his mate was finally freed
to a reunion he never in his wildest dreams expected to happen. Robbo's
school placement was already sorted & his age would normally see him
starting with year 11, the best the principal could do was to place him in
year 10 to give him his best possible shots at his GCSE exams but he could
only allow him the statuary week off school to recover from jet lag as per
school attendance regulations.

Our successes with lotto cracker secured a very nice house in Wentworth
Avenue where Dylan, Luke, Ollie & Robbo will live with their mums,
fortunately its closer to their school than my house & they have the
advantage of larger grounds with a huge garage large enough for a workshop
& being a tree lined street, they have a nice area to live although I think
a few local kids racing their gopeds, scooters & pit bikes along Wentworth
Avenue will provide them with some entertainment plus I had arranged Mark
from the film crew to perform a demonstration run along Wentworth Avenue on
the museum's 500cc short stroke Manx Norton which last raced along the
Drift Road near Fifield passing the Royal Forrester Cider House on full
chat in the 1970's with Vivian on his Yoshimura Honda 500 four in hot
pursuit.

I took Dylan & Melanie to London's Heathrow airport to meet the flight in
the Cortina estate & waited patiently by the arrivals gate when they walked
through wheeling their luggage trolleys with Robbo sporting his nearly
shorn off prison haircut at 6.45 am. The looks on both youngsters' faces
said it all as they hugged each other & burst out crying. This was their
mums first ever meeting as it was their sons who bonded in the youth
prison, they shook hands, kissed & hugged each other glad that their sons
were rescued from their lives of hell & now the processes of rebuilding
their lives can now begin.

On the drive home both lads kept chirping about the Antares & naturally
Robbo's wishing for his ride on the ship one day having witnessed & filmed
first hand the beaming up & watching the Antares fly away. The first
priority was to serve breakfasts & bed them both down in my double bed.

At 45 Rose is still an attractive long haired brunette woman despite their
previous lifestyle worrying her that her son may have taken drugs, I called
Zena on her mobile who had only just woken up & she decided to have him
tested & if necessary treated on board the Antares.

After Breakfast Robbo looked at all the motorcycles in my garage but I saw
the youngster was dog tired & packed him off to bed with his mum. Both
Zoltan & Jimmy rose to the task of reassembling Robbo's mountain bike then
both rode away on Jimmy's Yamaha XT500 firstly to the Honda dealer to ask
Vivian nicely for Robbo's padlock & chain & walked to the local Timsons to
cut both their house & garage keys.

Robbo woke up just after 4 pm just as the others returned from school &
being a nice warm day they all changed into tee shirts & shorts & went out
on their mountain bikes with Both Zoltan & Jimmy leading the way. They rode
through the town, out towards Datchet turning right into The Myrke showing
them Lucas's garage where all our cars have their annual MOT tests to look
at Steve's motorcycle collection. They rode back to a path which crosses
the Jubilee River into the park taking a different route home stopping at
the Montem Leisure centre firstly watching the motorcycle students at
Quickstart before entering the building where Jimmy gave them both a guided
tour before sitting in the cafeteria drinking ice cold drinks on the house
with biscuits before returning home.

The bike ride certainly started bringing Robbo out from his shell & after
evening meals they decided unanimously the following days ride would be to
the Langley leisure centre where they could ride the waterslide, thankfully
Vivian sourced all the lads their British Army PT shorts which are harder
wearing on the waterslide as these days most kids swam in shorts
anyway. Their luck was in that evening as Johnno, a veteran Australian
lifeguard in his fifties was on duty that evening & he loves squirting the
kids with a large squeeze bottle of water always hitting them in their
faces but his best party trick is his steam train or cuckoo clock
impression sounds which he makes inside the bottom of the tunnel. He's such
a wonderful chap who does voice impressions of Winston Churchill & the old
granny at the end of a George Michael record as well as a great teller of
stories & jokes who all the kids like that I wanted to meet him some day.

The lads did annoy him though as first down the slide was Robbo who slowed
right up before the tunnel entrance with the others in hot pursuit forming
a human train for the rest of the ride down the tunnel & into the splash
pool at the end sending a wave crashing through the exit steps onto the
pool surround. The poor guy had to warn them not to do it again & the
upshot of that was I received a very irate call from their duty manager
telling me to control them otherwise he would have them thrown out.

Vicky called round after her evening shift initially for a coffee but it
soon became obvious that the incident at Langley earlier had her
rattled. The duty manager that evening turned out to be their new big wig
manager who covers all their sites. He had poor Johnno called into the
office & gave him a right roasting. He was the new guy brought in from
outside after the regular manager had to retire on ill health grounds &
there were changes afoot as she says that a new broom will always sweep
clean. She then dropped the bombshell asking for none of the lads to swim
in speedos & to wear swim shorts instead. I pointed out that male swimmers
from the local swimming club swim in knee length jammers & she saw nothing
wrong with that although she knew as well as I do that a teenage lad
wearing jammers packs a prominent bulge. I sent an email to Vivian
explaining the situation & he got onto the task of ordering their jammers.

We all heard the unmistakable exhaust note of what we thought was Ryan's
Honda XR250 & he ran out of the house with a baseball bat thinking that
someone was stealing his motorcycle until he realized his mistake as his
bike was parked in the garage securely locked up with his heavy duty lock &
chain, so who's Honda XR250 pulled up? I twigged it the moment he took off
his crash helmet, silly me, I should have recognized Jack's machine
straight away; after all I have put it through its MOT test.

I knew Jack from those heady days at the Ascot Vale Honda dealer in
Melbourne & yet this was the first time he came to my house. He's the same
age as myself, a really shit hot motorcycle mechanic & equally as good on
cars so in order to pay homage to his XR250 I parked it in the garage next
to Ryan's.

Jack also had several other attributes as well, he was taught his illicit
locksmithing skills by a car ringer known as the D as well as making
obsolete gaskets & control cables for vintage motorcycles & no doubt his
skills would be useful at the Honda dealer. We were already well covered
with mechanics but what we could use is someone to train our apprentices,
run motorcycle maintenance courses & fit Langley College's motorcycle
engineering students into our workshops on a weekly basis but the more
immediate thing on the agenda was coffee, biscuits & a talk about the old
days.

I saw that he took an immediate shining to Robbo sat there wearing only his
speedos with jet lag screwing up his body clock, if were he back in Darwin
he would be either riding his mountain bike or walking to school instead of
being tired wishing to fall asleep, he was really alive & his expressions
full of health no doubt to the huge amounts of Garden of Eden fruit drink
he's downed & busied himself making the coffees when his eyes popped out of
his head in surprise at the label on the container as he gasped. "Bloody
oath, British Airways coffee, where did you get this?"

I replied. "The stewardess who accompanied you on the flight here, she can
get hold of tons of the stuff."

The remainder of the evening soon came to an end owing to the late hour &
both Jack & I exchanged addresses & phone numbers before he left. Robbo
went to bed where his mum was waiting for him to sink his huge cock into
her pussy having amazing sex & blowing his huge load inside her before they
fell asleep & yet the house reverberated to the sounds of everyone else
also having sex that night.

The coming weekend was what Robbo anxiously waited for as during the week
both himself & Dylan went to both Four Points & the army surplus market
stall for his outdoor gear on their mountain bikes, they arrived back home
with huge smiles on their faces with Robbo wearing his cadet rucksack
whilst Dylan's daysack contained more of his gear & he couldn't thank me
enough.

Rose opened her bank account with her Auslotto cheque making her a rich
woman. Meanwhile Zoltan had arranged for his day visit on board the Antares
the following morning.

He stood in the back garden with Zena whilst it was still dark wearing only
their tiny booty shorts & black mesh skin tight see through tee shirts with
his bum bag around his waist wearing their bracelets when suddenly there
was a brilliant electric blue flash & both were gone.

His loud expressions & whoo hoos said it all as they arrived in the
transporter room likened to riding a scary ride at a theme park. With my
house so close to Heathrow under the flight path the captain opted for a
beam up into space. As they had both skipped their breakfasts, theirs was
waiting to be served in the officer's dining hall. Robbo's eyes gazed
everywhere on the ship & he became stunned when Zena took him arm in arm
down the grand staircase stopping to gaze at the honour & glory crowning
time sculpture with its clock which had him believing he was on the RMS
Titanic or a movie set, even when looking at the windows which are computer
controlled screens, the ship looked as though they were far out to sea & he
couldn't believe the sight of the clock mounted in the sculpture was
showing the same time as his Seiko RAF pilot's chronograph which was his
present passed to him by Jane just before the flight.

They both ate standard crew breakfasts followed by British Airways coffee &
Arnotts Tim Tams chocolate biscuits which were specially brought on board
just for him followed by the grand tour of the ship. He gazed intently at
the earth down below from the astrodome from where he saw the upper side of
the ship in its entirety which to him looked so huge, like a huge
streamlined aircraft & couldn't believe it had its own gravity.

Zena took him to Jimmy's quarters which still bore his name plate on the
door, she punched the code & having entered she punched the lock code &
illuminated the do not disturb sign. She turned on the video screen,
punched a few buttons saying. "This one's about Jimmy & you'll love the
last part."

The video played out showing 12 year old Jimmy being beamed up from the
golf course without his legs leaving his wheelchair behind & there to meet
him at the transporter was the medical team & a young Zoltan aged about 13,
the video highlighted that he was in a bad way being cold, wet & showing
very little signs of life being taken straight to sick bay. The nurses
removed his wet clothes, dried him off with towels & a blow drier, wrapped
him up in a mummy shaped bag wired to a life support system & finally
placed a ventilator delivering warm oxygen rich air.

Throughout his ordeal Zoltan never left his side for one moment & at one
point he was crying begging him to pull through, when his body temperature
normalized, he was removed from the mummy bag, the ventilator mask was
removed & before the transparent half tubular cover was operated, a crying
Zoltan held his hand tightly then kissed him dropping his tears onto
Jimmy's face saying. "Come on mate, please, please pull through," at which
point Jimmy's eyes opened, Zoltan was crying tears of joy thanking those
higher spiritual entities for saving him when the captain walked up to him
with the surgeon, Zoltan stood smartly to attention & saluted when the
surgeon said.

"We will have to bring this young man back with us."

The video showed a number of hospital scenes & with Zoltan having to attend
youth academy he looked in on him every morning & afternoon spending some
of his evenings with him whilst doing his homework. After surgery Zoltan
assisted the physiotherapists in motioning his newly grown & joined legs
getting him accustomed to using them again, initially the progress was slow
but Jimmy seeing his new legs had the heart of a lion & with Zoltan by his
side he progressed in leaps & bounds once he learned how to walk again.

Eight months later he was transported back in time to the very spot on the
golf course & beamed back down, Jimmy had grown into his growth spurt &
well advanced into puberty sporting a large bulge in his shorts with leg &
armpit hair returning to his life wearing a bracelet at all times knowing
that one day the Antares would come back for him.

The video showed both Zoltan & Jimmy as 2 big strapping teenagers riding
mountain bikes through London streets then locking their bikes up & just as
they were about to board a tourist boat Zoltan's upgraded Tokyo Spider
phone rang inside his backpack. It was hilarious watching them scurrying
around trying to find the phone when Zoltan proudly held it & answered the
call.

The last part was the New Forest where the Antares arrived hovering over a
triangular UFO then welcoming them on board, Jimmy once again exploring the
ship, then the final beam down into the Beaulieu River when Zena
said. "Watch this." They watched them materialize several feet above the
river then plunging into the water, they surfacing looking befuddled until
Jimmy realized where they were & both swam towards the almshouses bank &
crawled out. Robbo couldn't stop laughing saying. "Bloody awesome, when can
I have a go?"

"Soon enough my love."

She quickly stripped naked & he gasped in surprise saying.

"For a girl, you've got a massive cock, what are you?"

"Just someone special to give you a good time, everyone on our planet has
both sex organs & breasts, its how we evolved from a small number of us who
originally landed on our planet long ago which ensured both our survival &
continuity otherwise both you & I are the same, we originated from humans
but evolved two sets of plumbing & if I wanted to, I could give myself a
baby & so could anyone else on the ship, now it's fun time," as Zena gently
clutched his rock hard cock through his booty shorts then lovingly stripped
him naked.

She led him to the bed guiding him to lie down then straddled him cowgirl
fashion easing his cock inside her pussy under her balls then removed her
hair band so her lengthy dangling 3 foot blond locks would also tickle him,
her pussy muscles were more powerful than a normal woman capable of
squeezing the life out of a rapists cock teaching him a lesson to remember
for the rest of his life but this time Robbo's cock would receive her
amazing lover's caress whilst she gently rode him as well as her breast
milk leaking out from her huge thumb sized nipples.

After a few moments she had her first gushing orgasm which plastered his
junk with female cum whilst her breast milk sprayed out from her nipples
all over him which he scooped up with his fingers & licked clean giving him
a tasty treat then she massaged & tweaked his protruding nipples on his
breast buds rewarding her with at least a dozen huge fire hose gushes of
spunk deep inside her pussy which leaked back out past his cock adding to
the cum already there when she built up to another orgasm this time with
huge gushes of spunk flying out from her cock before changing positions so
she could nurse him from her breasts with the added taste of Garden of Eden
fruit juice in her milk.

They lay there making lover's talk in their afterglows whilst both their
balls recharged with spunk followed by her taking his cherry with her
monstrously huge cock. It took longer to cum this time round & fortunately
for him his rear pussy hole was already enlarged owing to the large numbers
of cocks which have been in there before during his stay at the youth
prison although she did find him a tight fit.

As she slowly & gently plowed into him massaging his love button with her
huge cock he built up to a shattering orgasm as his spunk blasted out
everywhere with his pulsing pussy hole clenching her cock bringing her
simultaneous orgasms as huge hose like hot blasts of spunk filled his pussy
hole as her female cum gushed out down her legs onto the floor & her
breasts sprayed him with more of her sweet tasting milk which she finished
off by licking him totally clean, cum & all.

She gave him quite possibly the best sex ever in his young life before they
lay there for ages cuddling, kissing & caressing each other then she nursed
him again before showering together washing each other down with a large
natural sponge & no sooner had they dried off the bedside tablet video
phone rang & she pressed the reply button when the captain's voice
said. "Be at the astrodome in 5 minutes as we're approaching the moon."

This turned out to be a nice surprise for Robbo as they both sat in the
astrodome watching the moon pass by on their single orbital pass right
around the moon before racing back to earth then taking up position for
their beam down. They returned to the officer's mess hall for a final meal
with large measures of ice cold Garden of Eden fruit juice. They had been
aboard for over 12 hours when they were finally beamed down back in my
garden, now Robbo had a story to tell although it became a secret he must
keep.

Linda waited for Robbo's arrival when she wheeled out her Honda XL250
Motosport followed by Ryan with his Honda XR250 out of the garage, she sent
both him & Dylan to get changed into jeans, sweatshirts & jackets, passed
Robbo the spare crash helmet & gloves, started the machine & she beckoned
Robbo onto the pillion seat as Ryan beckoned Dylan on the pillion taking
them out on their bikes.

They rode to Windsor stopping at Windsor Castle's gate then rode around the
town ending up at the railway arches parking at the mini fair. They crossed
the bridge over the backwater, once the site of the town's swimming area
before the war memorial outdoor swimming pool was built nearby & is now the
site of the Windsor leisure centre. They explored the island then into the
old Windsor swimming club grounds beside the railway arches gazing at the
railway bridge & the main channel of the River Thames with its stunning
view of Windsor Castle before returning home where they spent an hour on my
elderly PS2 playing Grand theft auto, San Andreas set for 2 players, both
lads were really good at this game with their gaming skills matching each
other when it was time for their nightcaps of hot chicken soup with
croutons.

With the coming weekend everyone sorted & packed their outdoor kit during
the week ready for a Friday departure & I saw that both Robbo & his mum
were becoming thrilled especially as this would be their first visit. Once
again both Justin & Rick were working their skills slowly cooking a lamb
hotpot on both the British Army field kitchen & the fire pit which was also
surrounded with the billy cans made from large catering tins for their
stirrup pump showers after swimming in the backwater.

All the teens were dressed in their see through raunchy teenage girls
clothes wearing heels; thankfully Vivian spent time coaching both Dylan &
Robbo how to walk in heels which they learned fairly quickly. Vivian fitted
their long blond wigs nicely whilst their mums done their make up then
guided them as to which items go into their handbags, thankfully they
didn't require their see through uplift bras packing out owing to their
breast buds which were aided by a few sessions on Vivian's Noogleberry
using both nipple & breast vacuum developer globes & breast development
cream.

The pair looked really sexy which pleased their mums as for the time being
they looked like their daughters. Damian arrived in his mum's Dodge
Challenger dressed as a schoolgirl from the local girl's school, Marcia
arrived in her BMW wearing a black see through sun dress which showed her
stockings, suspenders, cocksock briefs with her huge long dangling cock &
her see through bra sporting her large breasts tented out by her huge
nipples & Damian's mum was also identically dressed.

Both Zoltan & Zena wore their crew tiny booty shorts with see through black
mesh tee shirts with see through bras underneath tented out by their thumb
sized nipples whereas the rest of the lads wore their tiny see through
skirts with their stockings & suspenders & black cocksock briefs showing
their dangling nylon encased cocks to good effect with white see through
short sleeve blouses with see through bras tented out by their breasts &
huge nipples.

Everyone boarded the 3 vessels at the college's river frontage for the
short trip to the island, seeing this was Robbo's first visit he boarded
the Hand of Glory at my suggestion owing to her being steam powered. I saw
that he loved this venerable historic vessel to bits which he says is
really ancient & in a way he's right as it's been around over 150 years &
during that time her wooden hull has given way to steel, her engines &
boiler have been totally restored & her interior décor could
resemble anywhere during Victorian times plus she was also heritage listed.

Ted has recently done some more research since our last visit about the lad
who sailed to Australia on the Ticonderoga, he's tracked his family down &
amazingly turned up something else when he found a website dedicated to
that fateful voyage which sold a book called Fever beach which he's
ordered.

Ted's very thorough when it comes to searching out history as he's one of
the few people allowed into historic libraries & museum reading rooms &
once he gets his clutches on a good story he'll see it through.

No sooner had the vessels docked it was all hands to the pump erecting the
shelter, thankfully the group has done this so many times now each person
knows which part goes where, which tree branch to string up to & once
inside, where to hang the multi LED lights. No sooner had they finished the
shelter, laid out their bedding & placed their mess tins, mugs & cutlery
ready for their meals everyone stripped naked, ran along the track & dived
into the backwater. I saw that Robbo hesitated for a moment until he
quickly realized there weren't any bull sharks or crocodiles in the water,
something which people in his part of the world have to live with &
immediately became confident in the water although he initially cursed
about its package shrinking freezing temperature like caress on his skin
when he surfaced from his dive.

Everyone swam the circumnavigation of the island & it pleased me that he
swam well (obviously his mum has his best interests at heart). We had the
usual wolf whistles & cat calls with calls of `where's your trunks'? From
those on board the passing disco boat with the usual empty beer bottles
being thrown at us.

Vivian copped a hit stopping him in the water when he picked it up & threw
it back hitting the turntable & jolting the record playing with its
attendant scratching noise, he's such a powerful guy who could throw a
cricket ball a long way, a trait he's continued since school having held
the 88 mph British schoolboy record for the fastest cricket bowl which
still stands.

I threw one back & hit a youth squarely in the face but it was Robbo who
got the best shot in knocking someone's beer out of his hand after he was
hit by someone else.

Vivian expressed his wishes as to what he would like to throw at that boat
but on reflection everyone put up a creditable performance as we exercised
our freedom in the water, besides that, no one on the vessel would have
seen any full frontals anyway which harks back to the old days of bathing
regulations when swimmers either remained in the water or behind screens
whenever a boat with females on board passed by. These regulations are
displayed on a memorial plaque dated 1921 at the Athens bank of the River
Thames near Windsor which was used by Eton College back in the day.

Having finally exited the water, had our nice warm stirrup pump showers &
dried off, we tucked into our evening meal. I saw that Robbo certainly
liked his & just like a schoolkid, he asked Justin for some more which he
gladly served. We all knew the youngsters had second helpings anyway.

Dessert was fruit cocktail with Garden of Eden fruit flavoured breast milk
ice cream which went down well particularly with Dylan & Robbo, with the
meal finished & the washing & drying up done it was time for Robbo to stand
up in front of us introducing himself as we sat around the fire.

This became tearful for him when Jane & his mum stepped in to comfort him,
doubtless owing to his experiences back there & I immediately saw that he
was damaged goods. His mum explained to me that he was a popular hard
working lad at school who attained good grades & played sports, on top of
that he always done his house chores whenever she asked. Their mother & son
loving bonds were so strong it was the only thing which gave him hope
during his dark days during which he was beaten, raped, tear gassed &
suffered sleep deprivation by his captors thereby making his school work
suffer & being punished for sleeping in class. The Antares became his
beacon of hope on the night he received a call from Zena when a compass was
beamed down to him & he watched the ship in the clouds when Dylan vanished
in a blinding flash terrifying everyone & yet he knew in his heart that he
was safe especially when he called him on his nice new Tokyo Spider mobile
phone. Now all this was behind him & yet in many ways I felt the Antares
should have brought them both up. Beyond this weekend he would be
restarting school at a place where he would be loved, where the teaching
staff are highly professional, where he'll make new friends & he could join
the cadets & do his Duke of Edinburgh's award & Bronze medallion.

Their futures were now assured as they'll be living in a nice house; they
have nice if old school tubular framed mountain bikes to ride & they'll not
want for anything.

Theirs became alone time together at the island's south green whilst their
mums talked about their future plans over a glass of sherry on board the
Hand of Glory, they both fell in love with this historic vessel with its
Victorian interior décor finally settling down to watch a movie.

Both Dylan & Robbo fell into a lovers embrace cuddling & caressing each
other building up to their raunchy sex between them, this time as
consensual lovers & not forcibly, unlike their days inside the youth prison
where they were pimped out by the inmate who ruled the gangs inside with an
iron fist making a fortune from those who wanted their bodies, those who
raped them either had to pay up or have their wigs split by Di Gato,
otherwise known as the cat, reputed to be the son of a mafia don who was in
charge of everything which went on inside until the day he was suddenly
transferred out by the men in black who departed on an unmarked TR-3B
aircraft to a top secret high security installation on an offshore island.

There was sex being played out all over the island with couples barely
yards from each other hidden by the night except for both Justin & Kyle
naked at the swimming hole tree with Justin's huge pole buried inside
Kyle's pussy leaking his love juices whilst he slowly & lovingly plowed
into him enjoying the sensations of breast milk leaking out of his nipples
as Kyle took a whiff of poppers then shot jets of spunk at the tree trunk
with his clamping rear pussy hole taking Justin over the edge with huge
fire hose like blasts of spunk flooding into his chute & leaking back out
past his cock onto the grass. All too soon the evening came to an end with
everyone finally drinking a mug of Justin's soup & finally retiring for the
night kissing & cuddling each other inside the shelter either sucking each
others cocks or breasts in their final moments before sleep whilst Dr
Hook's Silvia's mother played on her radio.

Everyone rose with the lark to a misty almost foggy morning quickly donning
their swimsuits for another circumnavigation swim around the island
followed by stirrup pump showers & shaves before breakfasts then off to
both motorcycle shops. I took Robbo, Dylan & Kyle with me that morning to
show them both motorcycle shops before dropping them off at Langley leisure
centre collecting them after lunch for them to wander around town window
shopping.

First job of the day was a restored GPO BSA Bantam which wouldn't start, as
I looked it over the exhaust reeked of petrol fumes when the owner
mentioned that he snapped the crankcase drain plug. This is only a one
quarter inch Whitworth small headed short bolt or set screw in engineering
terms. Arne done the job but not before removing the fuel tank &
carburetter, with the machine laid on its side he carefully drilled the
remainder of the bolt, warmed up the part of the case with the welding
torch around the drain plug & took it out in a jiffy with a stud extractor
leaving me to go & find a bolt, all we had to replace it with was a short
Allen bolt which came from a box full of them fitted with a copper washer,
after checking the plug & reassembling the machine, he fired it up straight
away. That was when I broached the subject with the owner about its MOT
test.

I must have caught him off guard on that one although I've experienced
quite a number of occasions whereby customers either don't remember their
MOT expiry dates or continue to ride in ignorant bliss unaware their MOT
has expired.

It turned out he had just over 3 weeks remaining before it expired when I
explained to him that he could have up to 28 days transferred onto his new
MOT citing the good reason that in the event of a failure he would have
time to rectify the problem & re present his machine for a retest.

It surprises me that either very few people are aware of this or there are
other reasons, perhaps they just plain forgot, the upshot of this was I
tested his machine which passed with flying colours & he rode away as happy
as a sand boy.

There were our usual chain & sprocket jobs, tyre changes, fork seals &c,
all the bread & butter workshop jobs when Rob Keene rode his Norvin into
the workshop parking it in the MOT bay just to show us the refurbished
Lucas KVFTT racing magneto rebuilt from a more common road bike item. Matt
at Seabrook has done a shit hot job on this which somehow looked right on
that Vincent V twin cylinder engine which ran sweetly, it was as though
that machine has traveled all the way from 1966 when both John & I saw that
machine as 14 year old schoolboys. Either time or Rob has been kind to that
machine which has since been professionally restored & repainted in the
Manx Norton colour scheme with the aluminium parts polished. The 3 lads
walked into the workshop after having lunch at McDonalds & spent ages
talking to Rob after becoming gob smacked at the sight of this machine
ending up with him taking each lad in turn out along the A4 to Junction 5
then a blast along the motorway to junction 6 & back to the shop ending
with both lads eyes streaming tears owing to the blast of the wind in their
faces.

The thought of taking 3 teenage schoolboys on such a fast & powerful
motorcycle may have resulted in Rob being cited for child protection issues
especially as he took each one over the ton on the motorway depending on
who either became aware of their exploits or if he was stopped by the
cops?.

I checked my emails that afternoon on the shop's computer & fortunately
Rose's divorce hearing went without a hitch which wasn't contested by her
husband. She would receive the document in about a week or so depending on
the airmail transit time from Australia which she would keep with her
personal documents whereas her husband would probably tear up his copy &
bin it, Robbo became happy at the news when I showed him the email & he
immediately rang his mum at the island to break the news making her
overjoyed with relief that this dark spell in their lives was finally over.

With the day's work finished it was back to the island for the remainder of
our last weekend of the year owing to the limited daylight left at the end
of the day as well as the river temperature having dropped by about 2 or 3
degrees at the start of its winter cycle & yet the air temperature was
still reasonably warm in the evening. The other issues were that all 3
vessels will be moving off to their winter stops to avoid the winter floods
on the river & Rick's flight to Australia was already booked where he'll be
joining his sister until the end of April the following year when the
weather warms up again.

Everyone stripped off for a skinny dipping swim around the island followed
by stirrup pump showers then our barbecue evening meals followed by a party
building up the fire to illuminate everyone & thankfully Vicky brought
along the Aqua aerobics box from the leisure centre with some of their CDs'
with a good selection of music. Vivian brought a few rent a crates of
canned beer cooled down by pouring ice over the tins in the Honda dealer's
pick up with one of the rent a crates containing canned soft drinks for the
youngsters or whoever chose soft drinks instead of beer.

The party went nicely until the 10 pm cut off time finishing with some
fireworks when the hot soup was served followed by my last party trick on
the island which I had prepared beforehand. I had constructed a huge hot
air balloon out of ultra lightweight bin liners with its skirt reinforced
by mig welding wire holding an old sweet tin in place filled with hexamine
powder for fuel.

Using the Suzuki shop's oxygen\acetylene welding porta pack, Dorian
initially used a leaf blower to inflate the balloon whilst I filled a large
balloon with a mixture of the gas then stood well away whilst Dorian heated
up the air inside, once the tethered balloon started to lift I tied the gas
filled balloon to the hot air balloon then lit its glow cord fuse tied to a
length of petrol soaked string with match heads then lit the hexamine
powder.

The burning hexamine certainly produced more than enough heat judging by
the way the balloon ascended into the night. Watching it was such a
beautiful sight rather like a Chinese sky lantern only bigger carrying an
acetylene bomb aloft.

We all stood watching its flight into the night sky for what must have been
several minutes becoming disappointed when the light from the burning
hexamine dimmed as the fuel became exhausted when there was a brilliant
flash followed seconds later by a loud boom as the gas filled balloon
exploded high in the sky.

We finally bedded down for the night & on reflection it had been a good
year so far tinged with the sadness of what may be our last weekend on the
island, we could wish for more but it wouldn't be the same what with cold
days, dark evenings & a cold river & yet my mind was already thinking about
perhaps a final visit on bonfire night whereby we could all enjoy a good
fireworks party with another hot air balloon taking an acetylene bomb
balloon up into the sky.

Our thoughts went to the first part of the autumn term for the youngsters
Duke of Edinburgh's award expedition training walks & camp outs & the
second half of the term will be their Royal Life Saving Society bronze
medallion courses in the pool taking the youngsters up to Christmas plus
there's the Reading toy run in December for our motorcycles, all these
thought went through my head until I faded away into sleep.

The following morning we rose late, rather like taking a Sunday lie in when
we slowly crept out of our sleeping bags & donned our swimsuits for a last
circumnavigation swim around the island, in many ways I wished that John
was here to enjoy these special days but he was busy with his team getting
the Boeing 707 ready for its airworthiness certification prior to its
flight to Australia.

We either jumped or dived off the swimming hole tree or the grass bank
beside the tree whilst several pedestrians, mountain bike riders & dog
walkers watched us from the opposite bank & everyone felt the water's
almost icy caress as soon as they entered with both Dylan & Robbo loudly
protesting as they hadn't yet even begun to acclimatize to UK weather &
even Vivian protested about his balls freezing.

The swim was at a gentle pace with frequent stroke & position changes aided
by Vicky having brought along the Leisure centre's water polo ball leaving
only Don & Ted manning the British army field kitchen as Rick tended the
fire heating up the tin can billy cans of water.

We exited the water by the swimming hole tree to Rick's welcome stirrup
pump warm showers, dried off & queued up with our mess tins, mugs & cutlery
for our full English breakfasts still wearing our swimsuits during this
fine warm Indian summer morning which felt like those days of a few weeks
previously when I thought to myself. "Has this really got to be the last
weekend of the year or can we get another one whilst this Indian summer
weather continues, we would have to take a vote on this & ask the
youngsters? Meanwhile I decided to send John a text.

Striking camp this time became a poignant occasion as it would be almost
half a year before we returned although Dylan & Robbo would be spending the
following weekends on their D of E expedition training with the school's
air cadet unit. I had worked with their teacher looking through the local
Ordnance Survey maps working out suitable routes when I thought about
giving the college's bursar a call about arranging for them to stay on the
island. He was pleased to accommodate them on the island & would lay on the
college's old ship's lifeboat for use as a ferry asking that the cadets
don't disturb the occupants of any canal boats moored on the island, I
thought. `Fat chance of that,' keeping my thought to myself.

Ryan started another year of day release at Langley College to upgrade his
motorcycle mechanic's qualifications added to which Suzuki themselves were
doing heritage model courses for their dealer staff. I saw this as a really
good step in the right direction owing to the fact that their historic
models were made more than a generation ago & it was this generation's
teenagers now commencing their careers who would need guidance on the
machines which my generation worked on.

It was good that our little band of privateers are capable of running such
courses at a local level but having the machine's makers do it definitely
looked like the right move on their part plus having both Cycleserv in
Australia & Eclassicbike.com in New Zealand producing excellent copies of
factory workshop manuals under their own covers was another good move
considering the high costs of genuine factory manuals.

Rose busied herself looking through Rick's computer through Autotrader when
she saw the advert for a 1978 Toyota Starlet, it seemed as though she had a
soft spot for these cars, understandable as her one was so reliable, with
her money she could buy any car she wanted & yet she chose a car almost 30
years old with a one litre engine, a runabout or shopping jeep. As this car
was in Reading, she rang the number & arranged a viewing for that
afternoon.

Ollie led both Dylan & Robbo into the thicket which covered the northern
end of the island so both of them would experience sex with a male
hermaphrodite, Ollie's breasts began leaking his breast milk out of his
nipples & started trickling down his chest when they both latched onto a
nipple each & began suckling him after they all stripped naked. Ollie's
huge rock hard throbbing cock began copiously leaking pre-cum dripping onto
the ground & the aroma of his female pussy scents wafted all around them
when Dylan plunged his cock in first followed by Robbo plunging inside his
female pussy under his balls & within moments both of them shot their loads
inside him triggering his spectacular simultaneous gushing orgasms whilst
being sprayed with breast milk releasing a torrent of cum & his juices when
they both pulled out followed by licking milk from each others bodies.

Dylan's breast growth had already reached a tight fitting A cup with large
pointed breast buds owing to the Noogleberry sessions & large doses of
supplements whereas with Robbo it was his breast buds which started to
enlarge although both were already experiencing more sensitivity within
their breasts so the signs were looking good plus it was nice to see the 3
of them bonding together.

After we finally left the island, we drove to the outskirts of Reading to a
residential area near to Cox's & found the house further along the lane. It
was a small brick built bungalow with tidy gardens with a drive leading to
a large brick built flat roofed triple sized garage. The elderly lady
opened the door & Rose introduced both herself & her son then got down to
the business of clinching the deal for her car.

She led them to her garage which when opened revealed a small engineering
machine shop locked in time with machine tools covered in dust, the car was
parked to one side with a cover draped over it, she pulled the cover off
revealing a gleaming light blue Toyota Starlet with 2 months tax remaining
on the tax disc with an immaculate interior. This car was certainly well
maintained & the bonnet was lifted revealing an immaculately detailed
engine compartment, in short, this was a car dealers or collectors dream
with only 16,000 miles on the clock. She sat in the car which started on
the button right away & ran sweetly yet tears flooded her eyes knowing she
was starting her beloved car for her last time, in her mind she knew full
well that she was still healthy enough to drive despite a new doctor at her
doctor's surgery failing her driver's medical examination owing to eye
cataracts when she suddenly burst out crying loudly venting out all the
world's ills with her tears & slamming her fist onto the steering wheel in
a frenzy.

This became a situation requiring compassionate handling aided by a proper
cup of tea. Rose & her son accompanied by Jane accompanied her into the
house with Jane immediately putting on the kettle then warming up her fine
bone china teapot from the hot tap then taking out some British Airways
earl grey tea with a squeeze bottle containing honey from the island's
beehive. Jane observed the proper rituals for making a pot of fine English
tea when she found that there wasn't enough milk for everyone when she
quietly left the room & expressed some of her breast milk into her Nalgene
container.

"Oh my, you really do know how to make a proper cup of tea Miss whoever you
are," "Rose replied. "Jane's a supervisor air hostess for British Airways
which like BOAC from bygone days takes good care of you; she certainly has
with my boy & me on our recent flight from Australia."

She looked at Rose intently yet it was Robbo who awakened long lost desires
in her, every inch of him resembled her first love, a young blond RAF
Spitfire pilot who drove an MG sports car barely out of his 18th year
during the summer of 1940, a young replacement pilot fresh out of training
with barely 20 flying hours who bagged 2 M E 109's above the fields of Kent
before running out of ammunition, his thumb too long on the trigger button,
now left with no ammunition to defend himself from the seasoned pilot now
pursuing him with death defying maneuvers across the skies when the
Spitfire's engine coughed then belched out black smoke from the exhaust
stubs before stalling, its carburettur having flooded the engine with fuel
when the 109's well aimed 20mm cannon shells slammed into the engine
compartment rupturing the fuel tank, fuel & coolant pipes & smashing into
the engine as the aircraft erupted into a huge fireball immediately
incinerating the young pilot who never bailed out only for the aircraft to
slam deep into the ground.

Her memories of this young man from over 65 years ago were still fresh in
her mind as all the men she met including the one she married never even
came close to this young teenager in bed & now it was young Robbo who
awakened those memories, a young 15 year old boy from across the miles who
resembled this pilot & may even be reincarnated from him when their eyes
met & they fell into a lasting hug as she wildly planted him with a
succession of kisses.

This was certainly a highly unusual meeting for viewing & buying a car &
thankfully the sale went smoothly. Rose decided to pay her an amount equal
to what the car could fetch at auction with a collector paying for the car
plus the auction house's commission which she saw as the decent thing to be
doing as well as undertaking a promise to care for the vehicle, for her it
would be a sad & poignant end to a chapter in her life as she passed over
the folder containing the documents & entire history of the vehicle.

We left driving towards the motorway junction with Rose driving the Toyota
with Robbo in the passenger seat, he turned on the radio finding it was
tuned to Classic Gold on 1431 KHz when the Electric light orchestra's album
track came on, it was Calling America.

Hearing this record from 20 years ago certainly gave me a huge buzz as I
followed in the Cortina estate especially as I haven't heard it again for
many years, so much so we were euphoric bopping away in our seats.

We arrived home to the hustle & bustle of having to do several washing
machine loads, drying out & sorting out our clothes, meanwhile the British
army field kitchen was still in the back of the Cortina estate which proved
a godsend with the number of mouths to feed, especially as we were cooking
a full Sunday roast, thankfully the women rose to the challenge whilst the
youngsters chipped in preparing the food.

Everyone ate a really good traditional Sunday roast although the house was
overcrowded during this time with some eating out of plates whilst others
ate from their mess tins, having the British army field kitchen here
certainly made life easier for the cooks but it also meant we had our last
weekend of the year on the Island with the 3 vessels moving to their winter
moorings to avoid the winter floods & Rick spending the winter in Melbourne
with his sister.

The youngsters D of E training expeditions became the highlight of their
autumn weeks & thankfully they had good weather. They certainly learned
self sufficiency & honed their map reading skills on those weekends. Every
one of us missed seeing these youngsters scantily clad in their raunchy see
through clothes now that they wore winter clothes with the only visible
skin being their faces & sometimes their hands. During the evenings spent
indoors they were scantily clad wearing speedos with either see through
nylon vests or sheer nylon mesh tee shirts whilst some wore stockings &
suspenders, baby doll nighties & bras.

It was Zena who arranged for a 5 gallon tub of Garden of Eden fruit juice
concentrate beamed down from the Antares into my back garden making her
very popular indeed, this happened after I sourced a suitable food grade
container as having one of theirs could possibly raise unwanted
questions. The concentrate came in powder form with separately printed
instructions to add water in certain amounts, the normal ratio makes a
drink equal to freshly squeezed juice, less water makes smoothies & Zena
with her devious mind started making the most amazing smoothies with breast
milk instead. A lot of parents on her world serve this smoothie to their
kids, many of who take drinks bottles containing this drink to school in
their lunch bags & unlike our world, their population never forgets the
taste of breast milk.

She already mixed up a gallon container & cooled it in the fridge to serve
everyone with the Sunday roast & OMG, this drink got some unbelievable
reactions from everyone, so much so that I can't envisage the large
container of powder lasting very long & you just can't go to your local
hypermarket to buy some more.

The October half term holiday seemed to arrive very quickly bringing with
it the D of E expedition section where both Vicky & I went to see them off
especially as she would be training this group for their Royal Life Saving
Society bronze medallions during the latter half of the school term.  Both
Robbo & Dylan done well on their training as had the other 6 cadets from
the school, each pair of cadets shared one of the school's Vango Force Ten
tents, a Trangia 27 cook set with its alcohol burner & a litre of fuel. I
can see why the D of E has long specified these cookers which are both
reliable, foolproof & just don't go wrong unless someone forgets to remove
the O ring from the cap when dousing the flame resulting in a fuel leak
plus each cadet had one MOD 24 hour ration pack with a litre of water. A
teacher arranged checkpoints en route for safety where they can replenish
any food, water & supplies. I could see Robbo being very popular on the
expedition having bought a bottle of HP sauce & a few jars of Vegemite to
pep their meals up with whereas Dylan bought 3 bags of Portuguese Rocha
pears.

I drove them to the school with their kit to a greeting from their form
teacher shaking hands & discussing pleasantries over coffee. Each cadet
wore camouflage trousers with either SAS or Royal Marine arctic windproof
camouflage smocks, boots & their ATC berets. There was no doubting I was
looking at a closely bonded team of 8 teenagers from year 10 comprising an
equal number of both boys & girls.

In just those few weeks since their arrival both Dylan & Robbo's regime of
supplements & Noogleberry sessions have certainly blossomed them although
the hair growth supplements & protein shampoo still had a long way to go to
achieve the desired results, Damian's mum reckons their hair should reach
their bottoms by the time they're 17. It was their breasts which showed
real promise having already grown to a B cup with huge nipples on large
pointed mounds giving them really huge nipple pokies & their baggy SAS type
windproof smocks certainly didn't conceal their breasts. I have also
noticed that smoothies made with either Zoltan's or Zena's breast milk also
helped a lot. I watched with pride as those fresh faced teenagers in high
spirits departed in the school's minibus hearing their farewell cat calls
as the vehicle left.

They made camp on the island as arranged which bore the touches of autumn
with leaves having changed colour & falling off the trees, it looked
deserted owing to the canal boats having left & where youthful voices once
sounded with the joys of summer, the only sounds were the breeze through
the trees & falling leaves, even the swimming hole tree resembled an
ancient fallen monolith jutting out from the west bank over the
backwater. It was only a matter of time when, like some truth or dare game
having made camp & ate their evening meals that all 8 of them stripped
naked & dived into the cold waters only to surface, quickly swim back to
the bank & run back to their encampment. Fortunately Justin had prepared
for this by lighting the fire beforehand warming up the water in the large
tin can billy cans & a huge ex military cooking pot on top of the fire
grate & using Rick's stirrup pump, a relic from the Blitz used for dealing
with incendiary bombs & small fires. He hosed them down with warm water
then directed them to sit on a log close by feeling its warming caress on
their towel covered bodies which he filmed with his camcorder.

Having changed into warm clothes, everyone sat around the fire but tired
teenage bodies soon drove them into their tents leaving Justin sat alone
tending the fire when he called me at home, having been tasked to look
after the island, the poor lonely heart craved companionship.

Luke already had his bug out bag packed & volunteered to go, Justin already
had his tent erected on the island making life easier & 20 minutes later I
drove Luke to the island to see Justin waiting to ferry us onto the island.

He already had jacket potatoes & baked beans cooked on the fire plus he
boiled water for our mugs of British Airways coffee sweetened with the
island's honey & whitened with his breast milk.

I left Luke on the island knowing that within minutes the pair of them
would be sinking their cocks into each others rear pussy holes as well as
lovingly caressing each other with Luke nursing his nightcap from Justin's
breasts.

Robbo had paired up with Jenny, a girl who had the reputation of being the
class dyke, during the day they worked well together as a pair & would be
sleeping together in their tent.

Once again the island became a scene of sucking & fucking inside their
tents as everyone had sex with their partners. Jenny certainly gave Robbo's
developing pointed & budding breasts with hugely long fat nipples a good
sucking drawing out the first of his milk drops then guided his huge cock
inside her pussy having waited weeks for this moment, Damian's mum's
supplements with the Noogleberry sessions & another item she was trialing
was a hypnotic computer programme loaded onto his laptop which played
binaural beats to develop his feminine breasts & increase the size of his
cock taking it to 8.5 inches with a 2 inch shaft & a huge head. Jenny
certainly found his cock a tight fit inside her pussy as it was the largest
one she's taken so far & she's no stranger to 7 or 8 inch teenage cocks
either.

His mum's love for her son aided by her being a highly experienced life
coach had developed & finely honed Robbo's skills in bed, he pistoned into
her slowly stopping to contain his impending orgasm & sucking her breasts
whilst also taking her through a few gushing orgasms herself & when he did
finally come it felt like the mother load gushing inside her

Dylan too was also having an equally raunchy session with Danielle added to
which she was also lactating, brought on by her incestuous relationship
with her younger 14 year old brother who literally spent ages sucking his
sister's breasts daily. They both slept together in a double bed & always
naked & her nightcaps of breast milk given to her brother certainly aided
his restful sleep which was also about to aid Dylan's peaceful night when
the unthinkable happened.

Everyone's sexual activities came to a sudden stop as the island became
illuminated in bright lights with an eerie sounding noise overhead, both
Robbo & Dylan unzipped their tents looking up at the lights & immediately
knew what the large triangular shaped craft estimated at about 300 feet
across was having seen the recognition chart on the bridge of the
Antares. Dylan barked out. "Everyone keep still! Don't move & douse the
lights, that's a TR-3B."

The huge triangular shaped craft just seemed to float in the air, Luke
whispered to Justin. "Only a balloon or an airship could do that," except
this was no balloon or airship. Both Dylan & Robbo pressed the red buttons
on their Tokyo Spider mobile phones whilst watching the craft hover slowly
overhead to finally land on the runway switching off its powerful lights
leaving a single red rotating beacon on top illuminated. They watched
intently for several minutes whilst lying flat on the ground when a door
opened & a human shaped figure walked out onto the grass & started looking
all around when suddenly Dylan's mobile phone rang attracting the human
shaped figure's intense gaze.

Another person exited the craft & meanwhile Justin, wearing only tee shirt
& shorts exhibiting prominent fresh breast milk & spunk leakages joined
both Dylan & Robbo as they lay flat on the ground observing the craft & its
occupants. Justin fortunately carried with him an identical night vision
device to Vivian's having previously been passed the contact details of the
security company which sold them.

He carefully studied the figure when a second figure joined him, passing
the night vision device to Dylan he whispered. "Take a look & see what you
make of it," Dylan looked intently & passed the device to Robbo, both of
them had immediately recognized the figures & concurred they were men in
black when a third figure joined them, this one wore combat fatigues & was
armed with a US CAR15 short silenced carbine, Robbo carefully studied the
soldier? Having the presence of mind to link the device up to his Tokyo
spider & beamed the image up to the Antares, a few moments later a text
message appeared which read. `US special forces.'

Justin suddenly got up barking out. "Wait here!" dived into the backwater &
swam across; he walked right up to them sensing their intense gaze on him,
as he stood before them he opened with a tirade saying.

"This is a private airstrip which requires a prior permit to land here,
clearly you do not have this therefore I suggest you depart right now to
avoid any further consequences," the soldier replied. "Maam, who do you
think you are addressing us like that," "I represent the organization which
owns this piece of land," pointing to the church saying. "See that church
over there on top of the hill, behind it is the school which owns this
place which you would have seen before you landed, now get the hell out of
here before you have an inquisitive crowd of students come to look at your
aircraft, good day to you sir." Then he turned & walked away, dived into
the backwater & stood watching from the island's bank beside the swimming
hole tree then waved goodbye to the soldier who returned his wave & boarded
the aircraft with his 2 accomplices, the door closed & the aircraft rose
gently into the air to about 1,000 feet & in the blink of an eye sped
westwards across the sky.

The following morning they cooked their breakfasts on their Trangia cookers
then struck camp, waiting to ferry them back onto the mainland was the
college's lifeboat which ferried them across leaving them to walk the last
few miles to their pick up point at Henley on Thames & the school's minibus

Now back at school, both Dylan & Robbo started their Bronze medallion
training with Jordan as their instructor under Vicky's watchful gaze. Part
of their first session in the pool was in the presence of the new site
manager who certainly noticed & commented on both Dylan & Robbo's breasts
suggesting they should be wearing tee shirts when Vicky replied stating
that both her students are exhibiting pubertal gynocomastia which silenced
him somewhat. The 4 girls wore their school's one piece swimsuits instead
of their usual string bikinis & the 4 boys wore jammers instead of speedos
which definitely wont hide their bulges & neither would speedos for that
matter although the incident rescue & timed swim & tow parts of the exam
calls for students to start those sections dressed in long sleeve shirt &
trousers for boys & skirt & blouse for the girls.

Their ground & first aid training took place in the centre's conference
room; I looked in for a brief visit & saw that the course was certainly
being conducted professionally & spoke briefly to the local area
coordinator woman who was certainly impressed that the entire course
consisted of D of E students from the same school & gave the students their
opening address, the next time they'll see her would be on their course's
last day.

The few weeks to December just seemed to fly by. Homework certainly kept
both Dylan & Robbo busy as they had a lot of catching up to challenge them,
meanwhile we were finally fettling our motorcycles for the impending
Reading toy run & working out a list of presents to give the
underprivileged children.

Both Melanie & Rose spent ages tidying up the Wentworth Avenue house after
the decorators had finished with the lads helping out setting up the
furniture & installing the largest flat screen TV which money can buy in
the living room. The thing which challenged us was Rose insisting on having
an Aga solid fuelled cooker installed in the kitchen, these cookers are
really old school but so is Rose & she's the one calling the shots on this
one. Both Jimmy & his cousin Luke also moved there after the decorators
converted a spare room into their bedroom which had a luxurious double bed
installed, both lads were so close now especially with their incestuous
relationship they couldn't be parted now & they both shared
everything. Luke was counting down the days to his 16th birthday when he
could legally ride a moped, 50cc motorcycle or rev & go scooter.

The other item Luke was looking forward to was counting down to his
National Pool lifeguard qualification, with his birthday on St David's day,
Vicky loaded him onto the February 2007 course & arranged for him to
commence the centre's staff training sessions which were also being run at
the Langley leisure centre by Adam, a young freshly qualified trainer
assessor in his 20's, it was him who decided to initially conduct his pool
test which he sailed through apart from the deep water vice grip & shallow
water bear hug spinal injury turns for which he hadn't received any
tuition, nevertheless Adam was pleasantly surprised that his swimming &
towing skills were good & put him through both timed swim tests which he
passed with flying colours although he did comment having noticed his stab
wound scar.

Adam spoke to me in the foyer with a pleasing tone saying. "Your boy's very
keen, he `s a good strong swimmer who's confidently passed some of our pool
tests, I understand his birthday comes after the half term holidays so what
we'll do there is he'll take his exam at a later date using a different
exam form & I'll ask the assessor to date & submit this with our retests as
we're bound to get some, I feel sure we can give him a birthday to remember
as there's nothing to say he can't undertake training before then."

Both Dylan & Robbo together with their mums with Zoltan, Luke, Jimmy & Zena
were beamed up on board the Antares where they were led to the officers
dining hall, over coffees & snacks everyone sat at a table with Captain
Smada & First Officer Julius Roht who had the appearance of a man in his
early thirties & spoke with a different accent. This meeting was convened
to record the encounter with the TR-3B at The Lynch during the October half
term weekend to be entered into the ship's incident log. Statements were
taken & everyone was shown the TR-3B from the ship's recognition chart
which was unanimously confirmed. The verdict finally entered on the report
stated. `Very close encounter-no persons harmed'.

The arrival of the English winter weather saw everyone well wrapped up in
warm clothing & those who really suffered were the recent arrivals from
Australia, there's an old saying out there that part of a person's
acclimatization is the thinning of blood, everyone here wore warm jackets,
wooly hats, gloves & scarves outside just to keep warm & yet inside both
houses which were thankfully nice & warm thankful to their Baxi Bermuda
back boiler gas central heating systems plus the garages at both Vivian's &
the Wentworth avenue properties were also heated, this wasn't the case with
my garage which used a large space heater fuelled by propane so at least
the motorcycles could be worked on. The work at both Honda & Suzuki
motorcycle shops had tailed off owing to the winter so the mainstay was
commuters who rode all year round & we were glad to receive the students
from Langley college into our workshops which definitely was a good
education for them as they began honing their skills under our guidance,
they were all keen lads who loved what they were doing & if we could
sponsor one we would but being fully staffed put paid to that.

There was one girl on the course who expressed a wish to ride in the
Reading toy run but all she owned was a beat up old rev & go Suzuki CL50D
50cc Love scooter and every machine on our patch was spoken for, it was
what she said next that had our brain cells ticking when she said. "There's
an old bike from the war which belonged to my grandfather which is buried
under loads of junk in his garage but he's too old to dig it out now."

I suddenly recalled that she was the girl riding her mountain bike in the
High Street wearing her white frilly lace micro sun dress with whoever
looked seeing her pink panties.

I looked around all the fresh faced youngsters immediately realizing
there's an entire team here willing to get stuck in so I called a halt &
announced.

"Young Pauline here wishes to ride in the toy run but her only available
machine is buried in her grandfather's garage, can I call on you lot to
help her out, dig the bike out & bring it here on Saturday," surprisingly I
received a unanimous yes.

We convened outside the garage whilst Pauline opened it revealing an old
Morris Oxford from the 1960's under a dust sheet with boxes piled on top of
the car plus all sorts of junk piled beside on both sides, Rick, the eldest
one at 23 took charge & they had cleared enough away to gain access into
the car, as would be expected all the tyres were flat. The lads had cleared
enough away to allow me to use the portable air compressor with a long
extension lead run to the house to inflate the tyres, although the car was
in gear, luckily the handbrake wasn't applied & with more junk cleared away
we were able to finally push the car out of the garage & onto the next task
of clearing away whatever was on top to finally reveal a Royal Enfield
350cc WD CO in its military green paintwork, although both tyres were flat,
the wheels still turned & most surprising of all, the engine still turned
over on the kick starter, things were looking up for Pauline as we loaded
it onto the Honda dealer's pickup, replaced the contents of the garage &
drove to the Suzuki workshop.

No sooner had the motorcycle been unloaded; Pauline couldn't resist the
temptation to attempt starting it. Dorian poured a small amount of fuel in
the tank, opened the fuel tap, primed the carburettur, set the choke &
magneto levers' leaving Pauline to attempt starting it, after umpteen kicks
& almost breaking out in a sweat it was time to investigate. Dorian
unscrewed the spark plug & kicked the engine over looking for a spark
quickly determining there was none, he quickly unclipped the magdyno's
contact breaker cover revealing its face cam points, cleaned them up with a
folded piece of wet & dry paper then checked for a spark, after a few kicks
everyone saw the healthy spark jump from the lead to the cylinder head, he
replaced the plug after a spell in their Champion spark plug sandblasting
machine, connected it up & kicked the engine over which fired up straight
away blasting years of crap out from the silencer with loads of rust
falling onto the floor & stinking out the workshop. The engine certainly
wasn't running sweetly with the carburettur constantly spitting back
denoting a weak mixture with furred up jets being the likely cause & having
to hang the slide on the cable as the engine refused to idle. The one noise
which concerned Dorian was the loud knock emanating from the engine; he
took out his KD tools stethoscope with its 2 long screwed prods which
worked as a sounding rod listening at various points around the crankcase
then delivered his verdict saying. "Bad news miss, the large end bearing's
shot," Pauline's expression said it all as she became crestfallen, that's
when he called me asking. "Tom, I need a really big favour, one of the
students has brought her ex military Royal Enfield here wanting to use it
in the toy run, problem is we're looking at a total rebuild paid for by the
lotto cracker account & there's only 3 weeks to get her bike ready."

I replied. "Let's do it as it will certainly challenge the whole team."

Dorian announced. "Right team, we have only 3 weeks to finish Pauline's
bike in time for the toy run, Rick, I want you to organize your team on
this one."

The following day the team had the entire machine stripped right down to
its last nut & bolt, Rick brought in a device he fashioned from an old
vibrating sander with an old cooking pot screwed onto its business end
which sat inside a folding small steel 4 legged stool like structure, the
pot contained sandblasting grit, all the nuts & bolts &c were mixed in with
the grit & the machine was switched on & left running overnight. The
following morning Rick retrieved all the nuts & bolts from the grit amazing
everyone at their cleanliness before loading the pot with a second lot &
switching the machine back on. This was a learning curve for both Dorian &
I that this simple home made machine of Rick's delivered the goods.

All the painted parts including the wheels were taken to Cox's in reading
for shot blasting & repainting in military green, meanwhile Pauline got to
work cataloguing the spare parts list after having received a photocopy of
the spare parts catalogue in the mail & she actually managed to turn up its
British army WW2 workshop manual publication. Meanwhile old Sam tackled
stripping down the engine, parted the flywheels in the press then closely
examined the con rod & big end bearing checking it for truth on an old
surface plate, checked the Alpha bearings catalogue then added the bearing
& valves to the list. Meanwhile Pauline wrote up the email & sent it off to
Hitchcock's, Burton & son & Hawkshaw's with another email to Thornton's
requesting them to supply a first oversize piston, meanwhile I spent a day
at the Honda dealer checking through their MOT records to see if a similar
machine has been tested in the last few years which revealed nothing which
meant doing internet searches to find out the weight of the machine which
proved more successful, from that & asking for Pauline's weight I was able
to determine the minimum brake efficiency figures for a pass.

My next task was to transfer some of the cable stocks with the container of
cable components, solder, flux &c to the Suzuki shop for Ryan to make up
the control cables by copying the originals with Wayne turning the clutch &
front brake cable adjusters from a billet of stainless steel on the shop's
lathe & a very nice job he made of those too. His mum cooked our lunches &
kept everyone supplied with coffee whilst Zoltan constructed the wiring
loom & had the magdyno sent off for overhaul. Those days just flew by &
there were times when we wondered if we'd ever finish Pauline's bike on
time, thankfully the team rose to the challenge with a few late nights & we
were on tenterhooks waiting for the speedo cable to arrive. It looked for
all the world that we'd have to fit the speedo cable after the ride but
Rick's badgering the company which makes them managed to receive it on the
Friday morning before the event.

It was quite an occasion watching Pauline start up her machine for the
first time in many years watched by Pauline's grandfather which brought
tears to his eyes & he became speechless although you could see the pride
in his eyes, we had pooled our resources together to deliver a nicely
restored machine worthy of its place in the toy run when she rode it to the
Honda dealer for me to perform the MOT test & surprisingly the figures we
obtained for the test results weren't that far out although the bike's
brake test results were above the minimums required which were entered
quietly into my filofax for another day.

Even Pauline didn't miss out on having sex during sleepovers, her huge cock
was at full mast tenting out her jeans leaking her pre-cum into her panties
as she immediately took a shining to Zena & became amazed as not only does
Zena have a pussy, she also has a huge cock & balls & she certainly gave
her a night of raunchy sex to remember for the rest of her life as not only
did Pauline blast several huge loads of spunk inside her & lovingly nursed
her with her deliciously tasting breast milk, she ate out Zena's pussy &
gave her a blow job to remember plus having raunchy sex with all the boys
mums into the bargain.

She loved our practice of being scantily clad in our houses & having
raunchy sex with the Australian teenagers plus joining in wearing only her
sheer black thong bikini, never one to shirk from her chores Pauline also
spent loads of time in the kitchen preparing & cooking our meals, doing the
dishes & generally keeping the house clean & tidy & having watched the
videos taken of the group on the island, she couldn't wait for summer to
come around when she'll be joining us.

The day finally arrived for the Reading toy run having spent the last few
days fettling the motorcycles, Pauline would to all intents & purposes be
running in a re-machined engine which wasn't an issue as there were 5 BSA
Bantams, 2 Honda 49cc C100 cubs, the Honda XL250 Motosport & 2 twin shock
Honda XR250's with Jack joining us with his one, one BSA C15, one NSU max,
a Honda CB100K0 & CB125S, a BSA M20 WW2 warhorse, Ryan's 50cc Suzuki MD
sportsman which thanks to Dorian tracking down a copy of a Suzuki old to
new part number conversion list made sourcing parts a lot easier. Dorian
also persuaded the owners of both the Suzuki T500 Cobra & T20 Super six to
join us & even Vivian joined the field with a rare Honda CB350 four.

Thankfully Vivian had notified the cops of our motorcade in advance &
thanks to him he done a wonderful job but what surprised us was the
motorcade became far bigger than anyone anticipated which could only have
happened when some of the locals read the article in the local paper & now
we had a convoy stretching back a half mile with several pick up trucks
from the other local dealers carrying the presents led by Mark's sister Kim
driving the film crew's Trotters independent trading company 1967 Reliant
regal van in front of the Honda dealer's pick up truck, there were so many
presents that Jordan thankfully arranged for Honda UK's Mercedes sprinter
van with a lad who we called Stevie Bingo driving & even his workmates also
threw in a few presents.

The day went well for everyone giving those kids a bumper Christmas with
another bonus which was unexpected, especially from Jimmy who presented
them with a lottery ticket which won the big one, I began to suspect that
both Zoltan & Zena had a hand in this which certainly turned out to be the
case when he departed with them on the Antares to their world & his waiting
cadetship training.

They did leave us an interesting device resembling a TV's satellite dish
with its box of tricks which can be linked up to any one of the laptops or
a computer for a communications link between both planets.

What surprised us all was all the video calls which followed took place in
real time, a miracle considering the distance between both worlds is
measured in light years, I expect both Jimmy & Zoltan will be popping in
once in a while proudly wearing a uniform with their child.

Just before Christmas I, along with their form teacher who's also their
squadron's C O had the pleasure of watching both Dylan & Robbo take their
Royal Life Saving Society Bronze Medallion exams at the local leisure
centre with 6 others from the school's Air Training Corps cadet
squadron. Vicky had done a wonderful job of training those youngsters &
they all swam wonderfully, just like competitive swimmers which showed just
how much time she put into their course but it was more than that. Despite
their almost constant flow of one line jokes showing just how confident
these youngsters were, they were very professional with their resuscitation
techniques on the resuscitation dummy & answered all their questions
correctly.

Now all 8 of them expressed a wish to swim the famous Windsor Lock to Lock
course which was last swam by members of the Windsor club in 1988. Part of
this course is now swum annually as part of the Royal Windsor Triathlon &
there's also a memorial plaque on the course stating the bathing
regulations for Eton college boys at a section known as the Athens bank
dated 1921.

They will be swimming on a historic course with the aim of raising money
for charity & now there was 7 months distance training ahead to prepare
them for the 2 miles & 572 yards course. Just watching them in the water I
have every confidence in those youngsters but there's more?

Both Dylan & Robbo had previously trialed the Squadron's restored
international K2 racing kayak on the river following extensive repairs to
the hull plus badgering me to replace the rudder control cables & repair
the rudder.

I had to admit the squadron has done a fine job of restoring that classic
boat aided by the help of the school's woodwork teacher. Built by Jenkins &
Lancefield almost a half century ago and having contested at least a dozen
Devizes to Westminster junior doubles kayak races, their Moonraker model is
without doubt a fine boat & now they have a number of races ahead during
the Spring term in preparation for the Devizes to Westminster Junior
doubles canoe race for their sporting section of the Duke of Edinburgh's
award, with the boat's 22 feet length, the School's Ford transit minibus
would be used for their adventures transporting their boat on the roof
rack.

Jimmy's absence certainly left a huge emptiness in the house, his bedroom
was kept tidy & cleaned daily yet no one slept in that that bed. The room
was likened to his personal shrine with everything in its rightful place,
his backpack ready for a visit to the island stood in the corner, his alarm
clock dutifully recording the time with the ringer switched off & yet it
looked for all the world as though he would just turn the key & re enter
the house at any minute.

Both Dylan & Robbo proudly received their Bronze medallions at their school
during morning assembly when Vicky rang me at home just before the February
half term holidays upsetting their plans for training days in the
Moonraker.

She was pulling her hair out trying to find places for the National Pool
Lifeguard course due to run at Langley leisure centre when I thought about
it as both Dylan & Robbo's 16th birthdays were in March, as they were both
in the living room I put the suggestion to them & they eagerly wanted to go
on the course thus putting aside any training in the Moonraker for a whole
week.

Both Robbo & Dylan either shared beds with their mums or each other,
whenever they did this it seemed as though the whole house shook every time
they had the most raunchy sex together added by whatever noises issued from
their mouths but there was more to them than meets the eye. Between them
they had formed the closest bond I have ever seen amongst teenagers, to
think just a few months ago they were a pair of strange lads who never even
met. It was those darkest days in the youth prison which forged their bonds
which would last a lifetime. Now both lads trained hard together in the
boat & were doing well in the waterside series of kayak races making both
their school & air cadet unit proud.

The half term week came & went during which they both applied for their
moped licences & passed their pool lifeguard training with flying colours
but with almost a month's wait to their Birthdays, both Adam & Vicky
slotted them in for one staff training session each at Langley & Montem
which was entered in their training logs for their exam which they both
passed with flying colours making them, their school, air cadet unit &
mothers proud.

Just before Easter both Jimmy & Zoltan beamed down into my back garden with
Zena with their infant love child son from the Antares but the biggest
surprise for all of us was Jimmy's transformation resembling an older
sister to Zena apart from his face remaining the same with softer skin,
instead of his hunky male teenage form he was now a stunningly beautiful
blond woman with C or D cup breasts with huge nipples as big & as long as
my thumb tenting out his sheer black skin tight nylon tee shirt sporting
wet patches owing to his nipples leaking every time they got hard or
whenever he became excited plus he also breast feeds their son. He also
sported his now 9 inch soft log like cock forming a huge bulge in his tiny
booty shorts but the real surprise was he became a true hermaphrodite with
both fully functioning male & female packages who could also impregnate
himself & we were all gob smacked.

Jimmy recounted undergoing a simple procedure whereby all of his female
parts including his womb were grown in a laboratory & surgically joined
inside him, as their surgical techniques are way more advanced than ours
this his surgery went without a hitch then once healed his own hormones
began a second puberty thus creating the perfect hermaphrodite

The other issue was that Jimmy's entire wardrobe would need replacing & the
first thing he did was put out his entire wardrobe to pass on to the others
then I gave him a lift into town to go shopping for his (her) new wardrobe.

He spent time in my garage cleaning his Yamaha XT500 trail bike, started it
up & took it out for his last ride then phoned me asking to collect him
from the Honda dealer, in a way I should have seen this coming as he was
now one of them.

We've never had an Easter camp on the island so this one would be our first
& thankfully all 3 vessels had returned to the island after having spent
the winter away from the river & a quick phone call to Rick set it up. Both
Dylan & Robbo won't be there as they were entered for the Devizes to
Westminster junior doubles canoe race although we would have the
satisfaction of watching them pass by on the second leg of the race from
Newbury to Marlow.

It really was hustle & bustle checking our kit & getting ready for the
weekend & Jimmy was his old self once again as to him the island was like a
second home, I could sense he really would be missing the place although he
certainly would be having lots of pleasant memories but his place was now
with Zoltan & their love child plus he was doing really well at his
cadetship training with his place on their exploration ship Nautilus now
assured.

I had to wonder why a spaceship was named after 2 famous submarines &
thankfully Jimmy put us right on that one as both submarines explored the
depths of the oceans whilst the ship was tasked with exploring the depths
of space & they had already placed their communications satellite in earth
orbit & this time we now had a direct link to their planet's phone network
which we could dial from a mobile phone & also link our computers with
theirs at the other end & even call them on Skype, things were looking up.

Both John & Robert left for Australia in the New Year & spent time fettling
Robert's father's 1936 Norton race bike with a number of test rides at the
Calder raceway in preparation for the historic event at Phillip Island with
Matt in the saddle gaining a bronze replica in the race. Now the bike was
languishing in a crate somewhere on a container ship on her way here for
the Isle of Man TT parade lap having last raced there in 1939.

The weather that week was nice & sunny which the forecasters said would
continue till well after the weekend, the days became like early summer
days with a possible chance of the river starting to warm up. With work
finished on the Thursday & everyone packed & ready our motorcade set off
for the island.

The 3 vessels were waiting for us on the college's river frontage & I
boarded the Countess of Clewer skippered by Rick & with everyone on board
our flotilla set off for the Lynch, that magical island so beloved of
everyone now coming to life with leaves & blossoms sprouting on the trees &
the grass starting to grow again, we all smelled the lovely spring
fragrances as we passed the swimming hole tree seeing both Justin & Kyle
stood beside the tree wearing only speedos with healthy tans waving to us
when Kyle's loud Canadian accented voice boomed out.

"Hurry up as your dinners are already cooked."

14 year old Kyle certainly looked the ideal picture of teenage she male
youth stood there in just his red Truwest swimming trunks sporting a huge
log like bulge just like Justin sporting at least B cup breasts on his
frame with darkened areolas about the size of plastic cups with thumb sized
nipples protruding like small boys cocks with his dark blond flowing mane
reaching well past his bottom. There was no doubting he's been on an
intense programme of supplements, breast massage & Noogleberry sessions.

No sooner had the vessels passed the tree, Kyle ran back with Justin along
the track, their breasts bouncing & jiggling to serve everyone the already
heated lamb hotpot from both the British army field kitchen & the large
cooking pot sat on the fire pit's metal grill with homely looking glowing
embers giving off their heat.

Ted's meal was served first which he ate on board the Hand of Glory whilst
attending to her steam engine taking a flask of coffee with him when he
departed for Reading bridge to collect the latecomers which also served
another purpose owing to the time required for getting up steam just for a
short trip only to finally vent the steam as the fire slowly burnt itself
out & therefore decided to give his vessel a good run but it was more than
that as his bedroom would become Jimmy & Zoltan's bridal suite for the
weekend with a cot for their love child thankfully picked up by Rick from a
car boot sale.

We fumbled in the failing light whilst erecting our huge shelter from a
combination of British army bashas, Australian hoochies, Russian Plash
Palatkas, ponchos &c finally finished by Rick passing us a huge lightweight
nylon tarp for the groundsheet & finally draping camouflage nets over the
entire structure making it hard to spot from the river then we chanced our
luck at skinnydipping in the cold waters of the backwater.

OMG, the water felt icy despite having warmed up to about 15 degrees C
resulting in all the teens getting out within moments of jumping or diving
off the swimming hole tree with only Vivian & I completing the
circumnavigation of the island, perhaps we had more insulation on our
bodies than the teens which helped us swim around the island & we were both
definitely seen by a number of people, both from boats & the riverbanks.

Rick & Ted worked frantically to stirrup pump shower everyone & thankfully
the US army Puffing Billy done a fine job of warming up a dustbin full of
water which quickly went the way of the tin can billy cans giving us the
welcome caress of warm water.

Once again the island became a huge orgy of sex but it was more than that
as everyone had patiently waited for these moments. I got a phone call
asking to collect both Marcia & Matt from Reading, thankfully it was just a
simple matter for Ted to add water from the water tank to the boiler &
stoke up the fire.

Jimmy certainly was the true surprise as his cock has now grown to the size
it was when erect in its soft state & now he carried with him the scents of
pussy juices which constantly leaked & trickled down his legs, the tip of
his cock was constantly wet with pre-cum leakage which he now leaks huge
amounts of & breast milk also constantly drips from his nipples which when
in their soft state hang down like small cocks. I learned from Zoltan that
his body cycles were becoming primed for sex which would assure his
pregnancy, it is also around this time his sexual appetite would indeed
become voracious as it was fair to say he was coming into heat.

Ryan's mum arrived in John's Fiat Uno which she had the use of with Vicky
who's Sierra Cosworth was at Lucas's garage for maintenance with both
Matt's & Damian's mums whilst Damian rode over on his Honda C100 cub giving
it its first outing of the year telling us the little bike ran really well
accompanied by Ryan riding his Suzuki MD50 for their last rides as both
Dylan & Robbo had both turned 16 & would become the proud owners of both
machines to ride on their moped licences.

Ted's vessel had to wait at Reading Bridge for Kelly to arrive on the train
from London & OMG, he started out wearing his school uniform with his black
see through trousers, see through short sleeve blouse with his red see
through uplift bra & red Truwest swim briefs which he changed in a toilet
for red cocksock briefs which saw his huge teenage pole dangling halfway
down his thighs well below the hem of his see through black nylon micro
skirt, black sheer stockings & suspenders wearing high heeled shoes
carrying his school bag containing his laptop & his school backpack having
came straight from school, fortunately Kelly's mum brought his olive green
backpack round the night before which was now placed at his bed space in
the shelter.

He arrived at Reading reeking of sex, sweat & boy smells with his blouse
soaked owing to the amounts of breast milk which squirted out from his huge
nipples during his orgasm & his huge cock was still dripping its after
leakage of spunk through the nylon sheath onto his stockings after he
shagged a 14 year old girl from his school on the train who drank his
breast milk through both his blouse & bra & surprisingly for a girl of her
age she took all of his fat 10 inches with ease, not only did she have her
first intense gushing orgasm which plastered both his package & cocksock
briefs to run down his stockinged thighs now mixed with his after leaking
spunk she left the train with spunk running out of her pussy & down her
stockinged thighs.

He walked towards the Hand of Glory sexily smoking a king sized joint from
his long cigarette holder blatantly exhibiting his leakages with the front
of his blouse still soaked with breast milk & a large bead of pearly white
spunk on the end of his dangling nylon sheathed cock as evidence of the
raunchy sex on the crowded train, he boarded the vessel & stood at the
stern continuing to smoke his joint as Ted finally cast off & headed for
the island.

He dug his mess tins & British Airways cutlery out of his backpack then
stripped down to his breast milk soaked bra, cum soaked cocksock briefs &
stockings then sauntered over to Justin at the British army field kitchen
for his evening meal watered down with a large glass of reconstituted
Garden of Eden fruit juice with ice then stripped naked, dived into the
backwater off the swimming hole tree & swam round the island despite the
cold water, thankfully the tin can billy cans were already full for Rick to
give him his stirrup pump shower.

Last to have their meals were Marcia & Justine, the 2 hermaphrodites who
arrived in her BMW & after a late evening meal Marcia pounded her
monstrously huge long cock into Justine's female pussy at the swimming hole
tree flooding her with her huge loads of spunk as her own pussy gushed out
giving Justine her simultaneous orgasms with her cock blasting out her huge
load of spunk.

The last thing of the evening was watching Jack's cine to video transfer on
Rick's large screen TV of those heady days from the 1970's when the locals
raced their motorcycles along the Drift Road (a long straight road) to roar
past the Royal Forrester Cider house (a pub which served mainly cider) at
well over the ton. That road has a series of bumps which at those sorts of
speeds produced the most spectacular jumps. Machines on the video were Rob
Keen's Norvin, Paddy's Slippery Sam replica Triumph Trident, earlier shots
of Paddy showed him racing past on his race kitted & tuned BSA Lightning
with a Devimead 750cc conversion cylinder & straight through exhausts.  A
race kitted 1952 sprung hub Triumph Tiger 100, A local Italian lad on his
race replica & kitted 350cc Ducati Sebring, The Museum's Manx Norton & BSA
Gold Star, Jack himself riding his 1956 Manx Norton (Triton) powered by a
Thruxton tuned 750cc Morgo Triumph engine with another 500cc Manx Norton
replica Triton powered by a delta headed pre unit Triumph Tiger 100 engine,
A replica two stroke 750cc Kawasaki triple H2R in green meanie colours
sporting triple expansion chambers mixing it with a 750cc Suzuki two stroke
triple race bike, a teenage Vivian on his Dixon racing Yoshimura Honda 500
four plus a whole gaggle of others, it was almost like watching an Isle of
Man TT parade lap from the Highlander pub on the island.

The second cine to video transfer was Jack's 1974 Isle of Man TT video
taken from 200 feet of cine film which he shot at the island. There was no
doubting that both videos despite being silent films were gems in their own
right which were of important historical value as though retrieved from a
time capsule & Rick would show these movies several times over the weekend.

When these films were shot Both John & I was living in Australia at the
time & missed all the fun as we were both living the down under dream.

The Friday dawned bright & sunny just as the forecasters had promised like
a lazy hazy summer's day. We changed into our swimsuits for our morning dip
in the backwater finding that the water temperature had rose by a couple of
degrees changing it from a near icy caress to a refreshing dip. Once we had
all taken the plunge, a circumnavigation of the island was definitely on
the cards.

We all swam at a leisurely pace to finish at the swimming hole tree just as
the Countess of Clewer departed from the island with Rick at the helm,
that's when I suddenly remembered that Vicky had arrived at the college's
river frontage with Adam having been invited to a day on the island &
suddenly everyone would have to curb their sexual antics as for all we knew
he was as straight as a die?

After introductions & Justin serving them hearty breakfasts, by now
everyone ate their breakfasts using British Airways cutlery sets thanks to
Jane who got wind of one of their periodic clear outs & had a huge stillage
load stored in her garage which had to be craned off the delivery truck
onto a hydraulic pallet fork lift trolley. I took them both on a guided
tour of the island as Vicky reasoned it was best to accompany him.

He was definitely interested in our set up reminding him of those heady
days in the army cadets & he was falling in love with this island. He
definitely had more than a few suggestions to improve our camp site & our
lives. It struck me that he would be a useful lad to have around; the
question remained as to whether everyone on the island would come out to
him or would he come out to us, if anyone had any inkling it would have to
be Vicky & she must have a motive for bringing him here as there was no
denying that Adam looked really hot.

It didn't take him long to fathom out that he was in the presence of
hermaphrodites & his eyes became glued to the sight of Marcia's huge cock
bulging down her thigh like a log in her sheer white summer trousers as
well as teenage boys sporting girly breasts with huge nipple pokies tenting
out their sheer skin tight players nylon tricot tee shirts.

Andrew lay on Don's bed on board London Pride flat on his back totally
naked looking like he's asleep with 2 large Noogleberry breast pump cups on
his breasts with Damian's mum having already pumped out his breasts which
almost filled the cups looking like huge boobs with his huge nipples
actually touching the inside of the clear plastic moulded vacuum cups when
Rick brought them each a cup of British Airways coffee whitened with breast
milk & chocolate digestive biscuits then returned with his digital camera
to take their pictures.

Seeing Andrew sporting huge boobs under those transparent cups looked
really hot whilst his cock looked monstrous inside the penis developer tube
almost filling out their largest size tube listening to Classic Gold on
1431 KHz on the radio.

Moments later Rick loaded the photos onto his computer & we looked at them
in awe as there was no doubting that the results of a combination of
supplements, massage oils & Noogleberry sessions produced spectacular
results & not only that, his hair has grown out to his waist, his cock
became really huge erecting at 9 inches with the huge head almost touching
the sides of the foot long transparent tube, his balls are now definitely
bigger & he's still only 16.

Adam became shocked at the sight of Jimmy's transformation whilst he was
away & thankfully Vicky explained the medical procedures he underwent
whilst he was away & yet the sight of him triggered those happy memories of
sex together for which he was his only partner & the realization of his
partner becoming a hermaphrodite both stunned him & fuelled his lust at the
same time.

There was no mistaking Jimmy's thigh scars which he's seen often enough or
the huge log like cock packed inside his booty shorts with their tell tale
pre-cum wetness. It was his balls which were a different shape with a huge
camel toe tenting out his crotch which was constantly soaked with his
leaking vaginal fluids which trickled down his thighs & his boy pussy hole
constantly leaking his clear thick juices through the large wet patch with
a huge glob on the outside as well as his Players nylon tricot tee shirt
soaked around his huge nipples with breast milk & he was gagging for any
cock to be shoved inside his female pussy.

With Adam's sense of smell assaulted by all of Jimmy's scents with his
pheromones overwhelming his brain receptors with his 8.5 inches of steel
hard cock straining hard inside his red Eyeline nylon lifeguard logo swim
briefs inside his shorts & his nipples fully erect forming prominent nipple
pokies in his skin tight fitting yellow Players nylon tricot lifeguard tee
shirt topping his bulging pectorals, there was no stopping his suddenly
voracious sexual appetite when they suddenly embraced in a quiet corner of
the south green with both their hard erections humping into each other &
within seconds both Adam's swim briefs & Jimmy's tiny booty shorts were
down to their ankles when Adam pushed his huge cock inside Jimmy's female
pussy as he let out a huge sigh of relief despite being stunned at the
sight of his huge foot long leaking throbbing twitching cock. Both were so
overcome with desire & sexual tension that Jimmy was racked by a series of
intense female orgasms before a huge deluge of spunk erupted from his cock
& breast milk flooding out through his tee shirt & just one taste of his
Garden of Eden fruit flavoured breast milk was enough for him to latch his
mouth onto his breasts through the nylon & guzzle down his tasty morsels
like a greedy cat & despite being a highly skilled lover who kept to a slow
pace, he only managed to last about 5 minutes before blasting what he
thought was his biggest load of spunk to date judging by the intensity of
his orgasm as he tried desperately not to scream seeing the huge expression
of relief coming over Jimmy's face for he knew that Adam had just sired his
first child.

Adam sauntered over to the swimming hole tree wearing only his swim briefs
displaying a huge wet stain owing to his cock continually leaking the
remains of his spunk added to by Jimmy's spectacular gushing simultaneous
orgasms during which his breasts ejected breast milk all over his chest
which ran down soaking the waistband area of his swim briefs as well as his
huge mother load of spunk blasting out like a fire hose. He stepped onto
the tree & dived into the backwater hoping a swim in the fresh water of the
backwater would clear his mind & wash away some of their fluids.

Normally I would be asking a new or visiting member to our group to
demonstrate their swimming skills whereas Adam is a trainer/assessor with
years of swim team training under his belt who has also swam the channel &
frequently goes wild swimming in rivers & lakes during the summer
months. Seeing him there was no doubting he was as hot as they come as
apart from his huge bulge in his swim briefs he closely resembles the
Speedo student from Hawaii.

I watched him swim which was like watching poetry in motion itself as he
swam with neat & powerful strokes & really hoped he could join our group;
little did I know that Jimmy had already done this job for us.

Both Zoltan & Zena immediately knew what happened when they next saw Jimmy
for on their planet it is the lover's duty to be the one to sire a first
child although their preservation of human life laws does allow the first
love to be the sire of a child & both Adam & Jimmy were each others first
loves.

When Adam exited the water I invited him for coffee on board the Countess
having only just toweled himself down & still wearing wet swim briefs. Rick
served him a mug of British Airways coffee whitened with Jimmy's breast
milk with McVitie's chocolate digestives. I swore he could detect the taste
of his breast milk in his coffee which certainly met with his approval as
we spent the morning watching the videos of our group on the island.

The day became unbelievably warm, especially for Easter & seeing everyone
lounging around in swimsuits except Justine who lay naked on a groundsheet
whilst Rick photographed her & set to drawing her whilst taking the same
pose as the hermaphroditus sculpture at The Louvre in Paris which he will
complete as a painting.

The sight of all these scantily clad persons reminded us of those heady
days of the previous year & Adam took his place with Vicky on a huge towel
& began making out when in no time flat both Vicky's bikini & his speedos
were off in a flash with his huge leaking erection probing the entrance to
her leaking pussy as he began gently suckling on her breasts drinking his
reward of her nourishing breast milk before pushing his huge cock inside
her & shagging her at a gentle pace taking her through several highly
intense gushing orgasms before he unloaded a huge load inside her about 10
minutes later.

The elders became satisfied that Adam now had a place in our group & when
Justin heard about his culinary skills the pair of them hugged in a lengthy
embrace grinding into each other & couldn't stop talking.

Adam loved cooking outdoors but where he lived had strict rules on burning
rubbish which produced smoke for which he used a commercially available
wood gas garden incinerator & a smaller sized item about the size of a 5
litre paint tin burning wood chips for his cooking ring.  The company which
made these also made a number of accessories as well with Adam buying their
largest stir fry pan & their baking oven.

Adam also brought along his New Zealand copper Thermette water boiler with
its cooking ring, this really was a lovely bit of kit which resembled the
scaled down wood chip bath & water heaters I saw during my days down under,
it was also known as the Benghazi boiler owing to New Zealand troops being
issued them during WW2, another item which immediately went onto my
shopping list.

Between himself, Rick & Justin they teamed up to cook a Thai stir fry
between themselves. He came prepared bringing along his wood gas cooker &
stir fry pan in his ex British army series 3 Land Rover & being a warm day
a stir fry lunch would go down well.

He worked like a top class chef deftly chopping the mixed vegetables &
dicing chicken breasts then sealing them in the pan before sprinkling on a
coating of spices finally adding & mixing the mixed vegetables with both
Rick doing the same over the fire pit & Justin using the British army field
kitchen.

The end result was a lovely Thai chicken stir fry dish served into
everyones mess tins making for a lovely midday meal followed by him taking
a bow wearing Justin's cooks hat followed by chopped ice cold mangoes in
Garden of Eden fruit juice for dessert, OMG that was a meal to remember,
good on you the cooking team.

On reflection, Adam could well have joined our group the previous year & he
certainly knew of our existence then through Vicky but like they say,
working lives can louse things up.

The rest of the day was spent either having sex, swimming in the backwater,
relaxing in the shade either listening to radios, reading books, on the
computer or Rick's PS2 with everyone wearing just swimsuits.

Vivian told Adam about our escapades with disco boats the previous year &
OMG, he was really up for it & went scurrying around the three vessels
looking for empty beer bottles for our entire group to throw at the
teenagers on board tonight's disco boat, it was like he was declaring war
on the disco boats.

It was after lunch when Zena presented Adam & Vicky with their crew
uniforms sending them to get changed, waiting for them was Jimmy who
clipped on their bracelets & led them to the south green when there was a
sudden brilliant flash as they were transported aboard the Antares.

Vicky screamed loudly attracting the attention of the ship's armed security
detail whilst Adam uttered loud whoo hoos as they arrived in the
transporter room only for Jimmy to stand the guards down.

After clearing quarantine, Jimmy led them straight to the officers dining
hall when Vicky gasped asking Jimmy.

"Are we really on the Titanic or is this a movie set?"

"No, both of you are on board the spaceship Antares & my task today is to
give you both a guided tour of the ship, but first we'll have some of that
coffee which Jane has so kindly arranged a shipment along with cutlery from
British Airways, as the menu between meals is either cold drinks or coffee
& biscuits or a slice of cake. You can either order British McVitie's
chocolate digestives or Australian Arnotts Tim Tams which are rather like
Penguin biscuits."

A waiter brought out their coffee jug with another jug containing breast
milk from the ship's stores, Demerara sugar, honey from the Garden of Eden
flowers, Canadian maple syrup, Tim Tams for Vicky & Jimmy & McVitie's
chocolate digestives for Adam. He pointed out their choice of sweeteners
with Adam choosing maple syrup & Vicky & Jimmy the honey.

After coffee, Jimmy toured them around the ship & were finally seated at
the astrodome from where they looked down upon the ship's streamlined
aircraft shape & down on the earth where they chatted for some minutes when
the ship's sirens sounded with the astrodome rapidly retracting into the
ship with the roof finally sealed.

Jimmy pressed the computer screen at the centre seeing the immediate
warning then shouting "Cover your eyes now!"

Within a flash, everyone donned their safety goggles which resembled
welder's goggles with a fine metal mesh when the solar flare hit. Despite
the ship's shields deflecting most of it there were bizarre sightings of
energy bursts resembling St Elmo's fire within the ship & flashes inside
their heads as the Antares encountered the largest solar flare since the
day she was built almost two centuries ago when as a precaution against a
repeat encounter, the Antares sped off taking shelter in the earth's
shadow. There was only one place on board Jimmy could take them & they
became astonished seeing his nameplate on the door to his quarters when he
punched in the code, led them in & showed them around before leaving for
the bridge.

Now alone in a locked room which had everything with all communications
being handled from a tablet computer on the coffee table including room
service, Adam called room service ordering two large glasses of Garden of
Eden fruit juice with ice & a dash of maple syrup for himself.

They quickly ripped all their clothes off although Adam assisted her with
removing her bra, stockings & suspenders before embracing each other as his
huge cock probed the entrance of her leaking pussy whilst he latched onto a
breast taking a mouthful from each one before disengaging when Adam lay on
the bed & Vicky mounted him cowgirl fashion lowering herself onto his huge
throbbing leaking cock & riding him hell for leather whilst massaging her
nipples with the palms of her hands, so worked up was she that she
experienced highly intense gushing orgasms one after another with breast
milk spraying onto her hands whereas he managed to last a couple of minutes
before unloading several huge gushing squirts of spunk inside her when the
room service waitress pressed the bell, opened the door & entered finding
them both in bed untidily covered by the bedclothes, put the tray down &
left with a huge smile on her face with both her front & rear pussies &
rock hard cock leaking into her booty shorts having smelled the aroma of
sex, sweat & the pheromones which assaulted her brain receptors when her
breasts began to leak their nourishing bounty leaving her to work the
remainder of her duty with wet stains on her uniform.

Adam left the bed to take a long shower & shortly afterwards Jimmy pressed
the bell then punched his door code & entered his quarters seeing Vicky
lying relaxed amongst the untidy bedclothes when a cocktail of smells of
sex, sweat, pussy juice & spunk hit his nostrils & within just fleeting
moments he came back on heat, his juices flowed copiously out of both his
vagina & back pussy with his clitoris pushing out & straining against the
crotch of his soaking booty shorts, his cock reached its full hardness
spewing out pre-cum into his booty shorts & twitching wildly, breast milk
began leaking through his uniform tee shirt & the air became thick with his
pheromones assaulting Vicky's brain receptors & driving her wild with
excitement. The Jimmy she knew always gave her the most amazing sex & now
he quickly stripped off his clothes revealing the beautiful naked
hermaphrodite stood before her who was about to take her to never before
experienced levels of the most amazing sex together when she shot out of
bed passionately embracing him as his huge cock which had grown to a foot
long with a red bull can sized shaft topped by an enormous head uncannily
found its mark probing the entrance to her pussy then sliding fully home
giving her the most amazing feelings of fullness when she let out a huge
sigh them began greedily guzzling his breast milk.

Instead of making her sleepy it gave her such a shot of energy she could go
for a whole night with some of the hottest teenagers on the planet. Jimmy's
breast milk tasted the same as Zoltan & Zena's with its Garden of Eden
fruit flavour but added to that was a hormone which took her lust to
unbelievably new heights from the caring sensuous lover to a voracious
sexual temptress fuelling lesbian desires she never even knew she had as he
felt him all over scratching his back planting kisses & love bites on him
whilst his cock jerked in response to her vaginal massage as several gushes
of pre-cum shot inside her with his own girl juice gushing out from his
clitoris several times during their steamy session soaking their thighs &
pooling on the floor as she too experienced highly intense gushing
orgasms. Jimmy was about to experience a highly intense multiple crashing
orgasm as his balls began tingling like hell reaching those heights of a
pre teen boy wanking his cock after his dry cum hit & finally forced to
stop except Jimmy was building up to an explosive crashing orgasm with his
huge load gushing inside her in long drawn out hose like squirts & there
was a lot of them along with his girl juice also gushing out from his pussy
& breast milk squirting out from his nipples & onto her body with his
highly intense let down reflex experiencing breast orgasm like sensations
with a clear gooey liquid oozing out from his boy pussy hole. Vicky may
have been his first female sexual partner having the most amazing sex
together but this time he was experiencing the best of both worlds with his
monstrously huge cock inside her vagina & when they finally disengaged it
was Adam, fresh out from a long shower fuelled with lust with his huge rock
hard cock dripping pre-cum onto the floor sensing wonderful feelings inside
his well developed pectorals & nipples standing proudly erect as he quickly
embraced Jimmy. His cock seemed to have a mind of its own finding its mark
probing his vagina before sinking balls deep inside & pistoning in & out
like a jack hammer whilst overcome with lust exchanging probing tongue
kisses & suckling breast milk laden with hormones with the air full of
Jimmy's pheromones assaulting his brain receptors taking him from the
sensuous lover he normally is to a sex crazed being when within fleeting
moments his cock, now swollen to its largest ever size with the head
reaching heights of super sensitivity, his balls with their crashing
orgasmic sensations & experiencing his breast orgasm for his first time as
he blasted a series of lengthy hose like squirts of spunk inside him with
Jimmy uttering a loud sigh as an expression of relief came to his face when
they disengaged & collapsed exhausted onto the bed.

They had a long sleepover together & were woken the following morning by 2
room service girls wearing their crew uniforms of tee shirts & booty
shorts, both of them were packing huge cock & ball bulges& both girls
became highly aroused with rock hard cocks leaking pre-cum, pussies leaking
into their booty shorts & breast milk oozing through their tee shirts the
moment they entered the room smelling the scents of sex when Jimmy's
lingering pheromones excited both of them into a frenzy of lust as they
took turns screwing each other with their cocks & drinking each others
breast milk before hitting the ventilation fans to clear the room's air.

All 3 showered together whilst the now naked girls cleaned the room,
changed the bedclothes & laundered their crew uniforms including those they
wore.

After eating full English breakfasts washed down with British Airways
coffee in the officers dining hall, they returned to the astrodome watching
the ship taking several orbits of the earth from where they called Rick's
computer on Skype. Clearly I saw they had a wonderful time on board the
Antares & were in high spirits watching the Nautilus approaching to finally
take up station alongside & Jimmy had pride in his eyes as this was now his
ship.

Minutes later they beamed aboard the Nautilus which although the 2 ships
looked identical, the officers dining hall resembled the gun deck of an
18th century East Indiaman sailing ship, other areas of the ship resembled
both Captain Nemo's infamous submarine & Robur's albatross airship. Once on
board they called Rick's computer on Skype from the Astrodome where we
finally watched the Antares depart for home to her awaiting extensive refit
& upgrades. She was their first ship of the line & it was sad to watch her
departure whilst waving goodbye to her at Rick's screen with Both Zoltan &
Zena blowing kisses to salute a departing ship when she fired a departure
maroon which exploded with a brilliant flash but out in space there is no
bang to be heard & moments later they appeared back on the south green in a
brilliant electric blue flash.

The Saturday at both motorcycle shops was unbelievably quiet as though the
whole populace had buzzed off for the weekend, the only work that day was 2
MOT tests & that was it, the rest of the morning was spent cleaning &
tidying the workshop which looked like a bomb's gone off with all the
rubbish everywhere, the bins were full, benches were untidy & when Vivian
saw the state of the workshop he hit the roof & convened an immediate
meeting.

Vivian has a reputation of maintaining a workshop to race shop standards,
always has & always will. Its part of the reason why the dealership was
upgraded by Honda & the guys let us down during the week. One outcome of
the meeting was seeing a rota drawn up for junior technicians & apprentices
to maintain the standards of the workshop.

Vivian closed the workshop at lunchtime leaving only the parts &
accessories department & showroom with Rob handling the computers leaving
us free to return to the island.

That afternoon both Dylan & Robbo who were paddling the second leg of the
Devizes to Westminster junior doubles canoe race from Newbury to Marlow in
the school's recently restored Moonraker when they left the main channel to
paddle along the backwater, pass the swimming hole tree & rejoin the main
channel. Both of them still looked fresh faced navigating the boat with
Robbo using his paddle to support the boat thereby preventing a capsize at
such a low speed whilst Dylan, sat in the front gently paddled the boat
through the backwater whilst we cheered them on to finally watch the
departing kayak becoming just one of the coloured dots on the river.

It was Justin's mate in the cadets who brought along a very interesting
device loosely based around a farmer's propane fuelled bird scarer except
this device consisted of a launch tube more suited to firing empty drinks
cans with a bin liner full of empty drinks cans. Both he & Justin set it up
& fired a few cans into the river just like a mortar with a loud
thud. Obviously they're hoping to rain down a few cans onto the party
revelers on board the disco boats; I thought this device was so cool &
definitely likely to have us roaring with laughter.

Late afternoon was spent frolicking in the backwater swimming, jumping,
diving or basking in the sun on the grass beside the swimming hole tree,
Jimmy's topless form looked stunningly beautiful with his lengthy blond
flowing mane hanging well below his bottom wearing only his black speedos
sporting a huge bulge with a large camel toe underneath with bountiful
leaking breasts which bounced & jiggled wherever he walked. In a way I miss
the old Jimmy when he had his male teenager's body although his awesome
transformation into a perfect hermaphrodite is now who he is & thankfully
he still has his recognizable face & a lot of his old character is still
inside him.

I received a call on my mobile from an old flame earlier who I first met on
board a British Airways Jumbo jet whilst working as an airline onboard
courier during the 1990's, (something which I don't have on my CV). Dylan
works all over the world as a porn star & as a female escort after
transitioning from a teenage male to a full female hermaphrodite, now in
his mid 30's he still looks as beautiful & stunning as ever & has a
daughter named Dylanne who's 13 & also a natural hermaphrodite.

I got Vivian's attention saying.

"Guess who wants to join our party,' `do you remember Dylan the
hermaphrodite tranny from South Africa; he wants to join us with his
daughter who's also a hermaphrodite."

"NO!, that is a surprise, tell them to get their skates on down here fast &
you, meet them by the church."

"Dylan, I'll meet you both outside Shiplake church, bring your swimmers &
sleeping bags."

"We already have those, thanks to Vivian we're already fully kitted out,
we've watched all the videos & I must say that's a really nice place
there."

"How's Dylanne these days?"

"You should see her, she's a real stunner now & I'm afraid she'll have boys
chasing after her, see you in about half an hour," then the call ended.

I boarded the countess for the ride to the college's river frontage leaving
Rick moored there & walked uphill along the road, round the hairpin through
the apple orchard to the gate, knocked up the keeper in his cottage to
unlock the gate to let their car through.

He arrived driving his mum's 1962 E type 3.8 litre Jaguar now bearing DYL
69 in white characters on black number plates which is now the car's
personalized registration. Dylanne shook my hand through the window saying.

"Good to see you Mr. Fullprick, it's been a while," OMG, she was truly a
real stunner just like Dylan & her mum. He drove the car down to the
boathouse & parked up, by the time I walked down the hill they were stood
on the green both wearing identical see through white nylon mesh sleeveless
tops with see through uplift bras showing their huge nipple pokies, tiny
Lycra booty shorts with stockings & suspenders looking like a mother &
daughter with their olive green cadet backpacks.

The slow leisurely ride on the countess impressed them both especially when
the vessel entered the backwater to pass by the swimming hole tree seeing
others either on the bank or in the water swimming when Rick disengaged the
propeller until the vessel passed all the swimmers. I immediately saw they
became enchanted with the island & couldn't wait for the vessel to dock on
the other side.

I helped them extend the huge group shelter built out of British army
shelter sheet bashas with both their desert camouflage bashas, laid down
their groundsheet with 2 British army IPK sheets when they rolled out their
sleeping bags & changed into their speedos as both would be swimming
topless then pegged down their side of the shelter.

I already knew these 2 were excellent strong swimmers but I was blown away
watching Dylanne step onto the swimming hole tree in the afternoon sun. She
was tall for a 13 year old of a slender build although her upper body was
well built with her long flowing blond hair reaching the top of her bottom
sporting at least B cup full rounded breasts which jiggled & bounced topped
with thimble sized nipples about an inch long on pointed budding
breasts. Her black speedos sported a huge package bulge which I guessed she
had to be packing at least 7 inches when hard with a prominent camel toe
underneath her large ball bulge plus her hips were already enlarging. She
was definitely the most stunning she male or hermaphrodite ever to step
onto the swimming hole tree when she dived in & surfaced waiting for Dylan
& I to change into my speedos. They both swam a powerful front crawl stoke
around the island & I easily kept up with them. I couldn't wait when the
pair of them would be skinny dipping with the rest of us later when we
would be baiting a disco boat full of teens with Justin lobbing empty cans
with his gas powered mortar.

We got out & toweled ourselves dry then I talked with Dylan talked about
the old days recounting the raunchy sex on the plane which certainly got
his daughter's attention when her cock became hard leaking pre-cum like a
tap through her still wet speedos & her nipples really stood erect when I
saw her pussy juice leaking through the gusset of her speedos & down her
legs, there was no doubting this young teen was really gagging for sex when
Dylan said.

"Looks like she wants your arse, just take her somewhere."

I led Dylanne back on board the countess into Rick's bedroom & once inside
she hugged me powerfully & started planting me with loads of kisses when
she dropped her speedos down to the floor presenting her thick 8 inch cock
sticking out from her large blond pubic bush. I reached for Rick's tingling
lube, passed it to her & she knew right away what to do with it as she was
certainly no stranger to sex.

She had me bent over the bed, lubed up my hole with her fingers & her cock
then pushed her cock right inside me & started thrusting away whilst
squeezing her breasts to coax whatever small amounts of her breast milk she
had.

She managed only a few squirts out of her inch long thimble sized nipples
which made her euphoric as some dribbled onto my lower back as she moaned
like a bitch. It didn't take her long at all when about half a dozen gushes
of spunk erupted out of her cock inside my rear hole as well as her vaginal
fluids gushing out of her pussy when she pulled out, ordered me on the bed
& sucked my cock off to an explosive orgasm when Dylan looked in & said.

"She might not last long at her age but I see she's certainly gave you a
good time, she's always horny as fuck 24/7."

"She's like you when you were younger; you know what they say, like
father-like son except in your case she's your daughter."

"Our secret is that my mum is also her mother."

"You wouldn't be the first either there's a few within our group who are
about to bear their sons' offspring, seeing as you're both joining our
group, we already have a boy called Dylan with us from Australia who's not
here at the moment as he's contesting the Devizes to Westminster junior
doubles canoe race with his mate Robbo, would you mind if we all called you
Dee."

"Fine by me, whatever floats your boat."

I felt a real buzz of satisfaction knowing I've just been fucked by the
youngest ever hermaphrodite I've encountered who's performed very well
indeed with her ample sized 8 inches of rock hard teen cock with her
gushing orgasms.

Kyle came up with a brilliant idea of launching water rockets using 2 litre
soft drink bottles at the disco boats which was hilarious but when I
thought about it we would need a compressor to pressurize them with a close
fitting modified tyre valve fitting into a drilled out bottle top which I
had to put on the back burner for another day.

Rick & Justin together with myself & Damian's mum started cooking the lamb
hotpot on both the British army field kitchen & the fire pit. We now had a
recent addition of a wood gas cooker made from a 25 gallon racing fuel drum
from Bill's bike shop with a second smaller drum to form the inner chamber
held in place by the larger drum's machined top.

This piece of kit had already showed its worth as a garden incinerator last
autumn by burning off fallen leaves without any smoke; Vivian initially
borrowed it as he has a huge problem with fallen leaves every year owing to
the close proximity of large trees by his property. This burner was so
successful that he's now arranged for a local welder/ fabricator to
commence series production.

The evening meal went down well with everyone who congratulated the cooks
for timing the cooking right and quickly serving everyone from the 3 queues
lined up at each cooking station thankful for the US army M67 Puffing Billy
for heating up a dustbin of water for washing up which was later emptied
into the grease pit at the northernmost end of the island which Rick dug
out during the week, a reminder of our Boy Scout days.

Justin showed Rick how to use the gas powered mortar & having learned
quickly he fired off a couple of empty cans into the river, now it was a
wait for our round the island skinny dip to meet the disco boat.

Sure enough Rick spotted the approaching vessel from his boat & gave us the
signal to enter the water by the swimming hole tree having formed 2 lines,
one on the tree itself & the other one on the bank where we all dived in
one after the other & swam towards the southern tip of the island out into
the main channel to be met by a boatload of mouthy teens shouting all sorts
of obscenities at us calling us `Perverted skinny dippers,' `Where's all
your trunks?'  `Child molesters,' when there was a bang as Rick fired the
gas powered mortar landing a can on the bows of the boat quickly firing
another which landed on the roof when the teens began throwing empty
bottles at us which we grabbed & threw back at them. Dylanne threw her
bottle hitting a girl square in the face whilst Dee's bottle hit the DJ &
Vivian's bottle hit the record player scratching the record now playing
when the skipper opened up the throttle to get his boat away from us but
not before another can from the mortar landed on the stern when Rick
realigned the mortar for a final shot which too landed on the stern.

Just before midnight the boat passed by but by this time all our lights
were doused & we were inside our huge camouflaged shelter when they shone a
powerful light only to see nothing but bushes thinking we had left the
island & quietly passed us by.

We quietly retired for the night & slept well with the morning bringing
another swim round the island, this time wearing our swimsuits followed by
showers and breakfasts & a continuation of our adventures which is where
the story ends but the rest of our lives continue.

The end.



  Epilogue.

At the 2007 Isle of Man centenary TT. Robert Hargis's 1936 Norton ES2 racer
arrived on the island from Australia in my ex Honda UK Mercedes sprinter
van having last raced here in 1939. Robert himself has done well in
training at his local gym, swimming & riding his mountain bike around the
Skeleton Waterholes creek nature reserve close to his home to lose the few
pounds in order to fit into his race leathers thankful that he's kept his
racing licence up to date together with John who's also brought over his
BSA Gold Star engined 1953 Manx Norton special.

Both machines performed well during practice although they were riding in
the parade lap of honour instead of racing & like their previous owners
they diced with each other for every mile on the 37 & ¾ mile circuit.

Matt was also here with us proudly watching both machines roar past at
Union Mills which is close to our campsite at Quayles Glenlough dairy farm,
a site we've stayed at every time we've visited the island since 1966.

It was a fine accolade for those many hours of work spent restoring those
machines to their former glory to ride this famous course once more leaving
the heavy scents of burnt castor oil behind as a memento of their passing.

Our group certainly was the loudest on the camp site owing to all the sex
we had with each other inside our tents during our stay.

Vintagespeedoboy.