The pilot again changed the course of the boat, which rapidly approached the island, and was soon within fifty paces of it. Gaetano lowered the sail, ...nd the boat came to rest. All this was done in silence, and from the moment that their course was changed not a word was spoken.Gaetano, who had proposed the expedition, had taken all the responsibility on himself; the four sailors fixed their eyes on him, while they got out their oars and held themselves in readiness to row away, which, thanks. I am sure every beta boi has stories to tell about how they have been kept in our demeaning place in life. One that always sticks with me is I was a grown man boi, 6 foot tall and not so skinny anymore. I did work out and was toned, but not a muscle man at all. I had taken my family to the river for a day of tubing in ice cold water, the one place my tiny pee wee measured up in man size. So here I stood in line waiting my turn to rent tubes with my 12 year old son. The guy in front of us was. Emma’s friend dressed as a wench had betrayed her and instead she had forced water and air up her naked squatting bottom leaving her lunch mate friend, not friend to the end, but ready for the former teacher to find her end in a very compromising and sure to be messy shitty mess as she pooped on the man’s deck.The wharf wench would laugh at her friend from a viewable yet safe distance as she watched her expel the brown poopie logged water and heard her spastic airy loud farts as ‘Childs Play,’. I asked Daddy what pictures they were going to be taking, he said it was a special night and that a lady was coming to be a model for them and that more people were at the club than usual because of this.Daddy took me into the kitchen area, there was a hatch into the main hall where all the men were, and he showed me where everything was so that I could make everyone the hot drinks they wanted.After about half an hour doing this, Dad came in and told me the model hadn't turned up. I had been so.