.. permanent? Can you go back to being my son?" I could. I do not wish to."He sighed, and then said, "I have to go answer this message. I ... maynot b... able to see you again. So let me say this now, before I leave. Ilove you, my ... daughter. May God go with you wherever you go."Francine gave him a hug."Good luck .... Daddy." You too ... daughter."Francine left her father's ship with tears in her eyes.Once back on board their own ship, the captain had the crew prepare toleave the bay and head. ‘We need to be elsewhere.’ Bugger you, I thought. Tab gave me a sort of ‘what can I do’ shrug and kissed me goodbye. ‘Wasn’t that your ex?’ Veronica is old money and double barrelled. In England that means not much money but a lot of breeding, class. Her family has a small castle somewhere in my county and she was educated in a private school in Sussex and ‘finished’ in Switzerland. She works for a firm of stockbrokers, earns big, new money and dresses at a cost of about a hundred times my. I knelt down and crawled across her on all fours, looking into her eyes. She smiled at me and moved her lips, but I couldn’t hear anything. The ladies at the side of the stage continued with their song, and I kissed her nipples. They were hard, and tasted of salty sweat and something, that may have been makeup powder. They glimmered in the spotlight.The spotlight itself was incredibly hot, so I got very warm very quick. She seemed to notice that I couldn’t hear her, because she arched upwards. She climbed in between my legs and wrapped her fingers around my cock. I let out a little moan as she lowered her head and planted a small kiss on my dick. She slowly wrapped her lips around it, and as I felt the warmth of her mouth surrounding my cock, I let out a long moan. She worked her tongue around it, she deepthroated, she did everything. I swear, that had to have been one of the best blowjobs I ever received. Everything was so rythmatic, so relaxed, so...perfect. I couldn't believe it,.