Here goes)I was nearing then end of my summer vacation. I had been on the island of Trinidad for 13 days and had thoroughly enjoyed the warmth of the ...eople the sunshine the beaches and the rich blends of food to stimulate my taste buds. Everyone was friendly and made me feel more welcome here than any other country I had visited but no one had offered me sex. Well that is not true. Just like everywhere else in the world there were girls who worked the streets and the escort services but I had. ”“Um, I don’t think so, old man” he replied in a mocking tone of voice. “Who are you anyway?”“My name is John, but you can call me SIR. You have some explaining to do as to just why you felt compelled to drive through my flowerbeds and my yard, destroying my property. And if you cannot tell me why this occurred, I will let you explain it to the cops when they get here.” “Well, John I don’t know what you’re talking about, and I don’t really care about your fucking flowers. Flowers are for. Another drink and he will not know if he is in India or Sri Lanka. I was walking around getting things and fixing drinks so effectively I had about 4 shots and Siri and Rahul were on 8 or 9. I asked if they would like to go to the balcony, Neha jumped at the idea and Rahul just muttered something and let his head down. Siri stayed in. So it was only both of us, I whispered in her year, you should try the Sex on the beach, she smiled and didn’t say anything. The breeze was blowing on the balcony. Eoric found he sometimes had to draw some energy from nature just to keep himself from being tired out as he tried to keep up with everything they wanted to know. The mental communication between the father and his sons was strong and individually, each of the boys seemed to have a permanent connection to his mother.All too soon for the family, the harvest was in and Eoric prepared himself for his mission to the far north. The boys clamoured to be allowed to go with him, but even Eoric had to.