"You studying something important?" Dad asked, as we unloaded the luggage."Yes, a project I'm working on. It's required quite a bit of time," I told h...m."History?" he asked."Ah ... yes. History," I said without going any further.My parents were amazed to learn that Katie and Margie were in college now and taking Linguistics. My wives told Mom all about their problems with proper dress at the school, and about how the other female students dressed or rather didn't."Mother, you just wouldn't. They had turned me into a wanton whore."She blinked a tear from her eyes. The cabin boy excused himself and left."The next morning we were in a harbor. The men continued to visit me. I was going crazy. I had to have a manhood inside me. The leader showed up. I begged him to fuck me. He laughed at me. He started calling me a slut and a whore. He asked me if that's what I was. I hoped that if I agreed that he would slide his manhood into me. I confessed myself to being a slut and a whore. He. ”“Right. And thanks.”Sam and Tessa spent Tuesday in shops and just walking about. Tessa phoned home, but Sam was introspective. They ate at the Dumpling Bar in Spice Alley but they were both focused on the future.“I have a major question,” Tessa said in mid-afternoon.“To wit?”“Together or apart?”“On my part, together.”“I am glad! I was afraid.”“Remember what Boobook said: ‘The Raven deflects the Eagle from the sky.’ I need you for that.”“Only that?”“Wait till we’re back in our suite!”“Yes,. We had met on the island of Rhodes, I was working at an Industrial plant doing an installation of some equipment and she was on holiday with a friend, the hotel was fairly notorious by all accounts for ladies who were looking for male companions to escort them, Ha!!! They just wanted fucking, every night the beach was packed with them at it with very loud squelching clearly audible above the noise of the waves while the visiting cunts got hammered by the resident gigolo cocks, most of the.