You do have choices. You can lay silent with your mind racing, racing to the tune of regrets, doubts, fears, failures, and never agains, never wills. ...r you can pick yourself up slowly and pray with desperation. That desperation will turn to passion, a passion to live. A passion to come up from your location on the ground floor and the lie that life has become. With this comes a brief elation. After all, when you’re at your lowest point, any small hope is an advance onward. What they don’t tell. Again an ogling session was broken but this time on the arm. Suresh caught me with a hard on. This time he kept pressing my dick and scared to expose me. I became a puppet. The next time this went further, he took my cock out and started jerking me. This was the first time this happened, a tingling feeling in my body. I wanted to ooh-aah, but couldn’t. That was the first time i saw the white liquid come out of my dick. I was totally drained and lay on the desk. He was still shagging me. Over. "I was sitting by the window, I heard everything."She walked out on the porch, her large white shirt making her appear ghostlike."You got someplace to dump the body?" she asked, her voice hardly more loud than a breath."Yeah ... but you probably don't want to know the details." You know me better than that, Eddie. Gimme the details." Okay, guy I know runs a reptile and alligator farm as a roadside attraction. Big ol' pond full o' gators'll make real short work of her." And he's cool with. .. this is fucking flying, buddy. Unreal!”Down on the lowest decks, even opening the hatch to the bilge, it was loud but everything looked great. No weird vibrations or noises, no smells or smoke. I was totally stoked!Back up on the flybridge, I told Dean to hold on to his Speedo as I raised the power, slowly, to eighty-five percent. I watched the speed indicator creep up and ... hold at forty-six knots. I might be able to squeeze a few more out of the big girl, but it wasn’t worth stressing.