I tended to the cut above his eye. I cleaned the dirt from it as I told him this might hurt a little. I cleaned it without a word coming from him then...told him it probably could use a stitch or two.“Place a Band-Aid on it and give it a kiss,” Jack said smiling at me.I did as he asked and as I kissed his cut, he pulled me onto his lap. He pulled my face down to his. His hands pulled my face pressing my lips tightly against his as we began to kiss. Once again, I heard bells in my ears and. Yet I'm not here to have a bitch session about how people seem to just end up wanting to come over for an hour or a weekend. Nope, rather it's simply about an afternoon I shared with my Slave Marnie. The friend part is just how we ended upon a sandbar for an afternoon.I'm Caesar, if you haven't yet read any of my other accounts between my Slave and me.Well, I love the ocean - it seems to be a part of me. Always has been since I grew up in Prince Edward Island and played catch with jellyfish and. The Seventh DayJust after breakfast Max is called into a meeting with many of the senior commanders. The Admiral starts the briefing, “Our current lines of defence are holding well. However, the research staff have brought a couple of anomalies to my attention, and I don’t think we can beat this until such time as we understand them.” He stops to make sure all are paying close attention. “Watch the time elapse map and you’ll see the two things the analysts don’t understand. This world map shows. He pulled back, reached for his friend yet again. He pulled himself down, lower and lower; he was uncertain he was ready to face that harsh light. Besides, he was comfortable in the darkness. He felt he should probably stay there.Calix woke again. This time, he tried to open eyes but was unable to. There were cracks in places but it was almost as if his eyes were taped shut. Irritated, he tried to lift his right hand to rub at his eyes – but his wrist stopped suddenly with a rather loud 'chink'.