Feeling: A beat, slowing? Calmer? Or not.You won't say what you feel, touching me there, won't tell me what youdiagnose.Nor will I tell myself.Now you... fingers slowly trace more lines, more lines: The outline of myface, a ridge of bone. Cheekbones. Brows. Stroking one time, twice. Asif considering, contemplating. "Here," you say, "Here, it is not even a question of an inch. Here,fractions of an inches are an issue, fractions: an eighth, a sixteenth,thirty-second. So small a difference."So. And our sins ... we greased Smythe's fist with a fifty pound note."It's too much, sir." Finding the place and unable to speak the language?" He laughed ... but nodded. "You saved us many embarrassing situations, Sergeant Major ... We insist." We all scowled at him fiercely. He chuckled but the note ended up in his purse.Our tickets were in order ... our first-class compartment reserved. The girls huddled together ... women's secrets I suppose. I had other fish to fry. I walked the loading dock. Cum dripped from around his massive head as I gagged and swallowed some of the slick substance. As I pulled my face away he bent down and asked 'let me fuck you.' Fear filled me as I thought of that massive tool invading my bung, he continued 'I promise only to put a little in and not press the issue, if you say stop I'll stop.' I looked at the huge snake as it throbbed and thought 'damn, I do want to give it a try, just to see if I can handle it.' I stood and removed my pants and turned. Soon Bree was singing out her pleasure to the clear blue Caribbean and to those passengers who happened to be out on their balconies near Aloha Deck. As her song reached its crescendo, Ricardo joined in to make it a duet. Within moments, the two lovers climaxed and the sound of it seemed to hang in the air like the last note of a song. The two barely noticed the faint smattering of applause, coming from some unseen audience. Completely spent, they lay there clinging to each other in silence. .