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All Aboard Andi's Dream

Chapter 3

Rescue at Sea

While on a family honeymoon Paul and Andi Jarecki picked up their close friends and planned to yacht from Melbourne Florida to Jupiter Florida for a day, then celebrate New Years Eve in the Jupiter Yacht Club, however just as their cruise got underway they picked up an SOS on their radio. The Coast Guard Helicopter was responding to a different emergency and the Coast Guard cutter Venturous was an hour away.

Paul and his brother John could not sit by and do nothing. Paul responded to the emergency call and announced that Andi's Dream was responding and was on the way. Turning the helm over to Captain Stan Carlson and his wife Sunny, Paul explained what was happening to his friends and family. The most horrible thing a boater could hear was ringing in Paul Jarecki's ears. SOS, SOS, SOS. ... craft ... distress ... boat is breaking up ... three souls on board ...

Andi's Dream felt like a rocking horse as she bounced from wave to wave "We have a small sailboat that is breaking up, details are sketchy, but it sounds like there was a fire and the boat started breaking apart, and the family is in the water. All we know for sure is that there are three, maybe four, people on board. The mother is pregnant and due soon, and that someone is tangled in the rigging..."

In the salon, Andi's Dream started a rhythmic bouncing as she hit wave after wave at thirty nautical miles per hour. Paul continued, "Sunny has plotted a course and at this speed, we will be on the scene in under 30 minutes. The Coast Guard cutter Venturous is due north and turning south, but they're an hour away. Their helicopter has been transporting people from another incident, so it's not available yet."

He paused for a moment and made sure he had eye contact with everyone. "I'm not asking anyone to do any more than they are moved to do, but John and I are going to do what we have trained to do... we can save this family and we will. We're going to get them out of the water and get them stabilized until the Coast Guard arrives. Folks, this is going to change our plans, but we're sailors, we're doctors, and we're Christians. We have to respond."

Andi suddenly felt sick. She knew she had to respond; she was a doctor. Paul and Lucy are doctors, they have to respond... but she had a sick, terrified feeling that Paul will be going in the water. She knew her husband, and she knew he would go. All she knew of his swimming skills was the splashing around they did a few hours ago and she was terrified.

No one said a word for a long moment, then Lucy went into 'battle mode' that she learned working at the CEMC Hospital Emergency Center. "Paul! Can we use the swim platform to bring the victims aboard?"

"Yes ma'am," said Paul. "That's a good idea."

"Ok, let's do that. We'll triage in the cockpit. Andi, Sunny, you're with me." She turned to Sunny and asked, "what do we have on board for medical supplies?"

"I'll show you, we're good for supplies," said Sunny, who was coming down the staircase from the flybridge.

"Thanks," continued Lucy. "Paul, what do you have?"

"John and I will be in the water; we have our lifesaver merit badges."

Lucy gave him an angry look, as if Paul were making fun of the whole situation until Macy quietly told her, "That's what the boys call their Coast Guard rescue training."

"Ok got it," she continued without a pause, "Macy, there's going to be emotional trauma. Can you help with that?"

"Oui, it is what I am trained for."

"And what about me?" asked Gus. "I don't have any specialized training, but I want to help..."

Lucy turned to him and softened. "I know darling, what I need you to do is go up on the fly bridge and be our eyes and ears. Get binoculars from Stan and take your DSLR up there. Photograph everything, that is crucial because there are more lawyers than sharks in Florida. And be a lookout. Stan will probably need help, too."

"Aye aye dear," and with a hug, Gus headed up to the flybridge.

Andi gathered the twins to her, crouched down, and looked them in the eye. "Mommy has to work, just for a little while," she hastily added, seeing little pouts beginning to grow. "So does daddy and Aunt Lucy..."

"AUNTY, Lucy!" the twins corrected in unison.

"Yes, Aunty Lucy, thank you. We really, really need you to go upstairs and help Uncle Gus, ok?"

"To do what?" asked Sandy.

"You two be his special helpers. If he wants a Coke or some other cold drink, you can come down to the galley and get him one. I need you to do whatever he asks. You need to stay up there with Uncle Gus and make sure he doesn't get scared."

"Ok" the twins nodded and headed upstairs to the flybridge where they could watch everything with Uncle Gus.

John and Paul went to get their snorkeling equipment while Andi and Lucy headed to the cockpit where Sunny awaited with blankets and their medical equipment. As they knelt to inventory the medical equipment, Andi paused and grabbed Lucy's arm. "Wait a minute... Darling? Dear? Just what have you and Gus been up to in the 48 hours since we saw you last?"

Lucy just grinned. "Concentrate on the task at hand, then we'll dish."

"Yes, Doctor Kocsis." Andi turned her attention to the first aid supplies that Sunny provided. "This med kit is quite extensive. I'm impressed."

"When you are at sea, you don't want to be caught short," said Sunny, who had a stethoscope draped around her neck. "Doctor Paul made sure that we had proper medical supplies on board the minute we signed up for this jaunt." They had to speak loudly to be heard over the roar of the engines, and Yi also had the hatch open to aid in cooling the twin diesels, and with every hard rock of the boat Andi was afraid she'd fall into the engine room.

John and Paul emerged wearing swimsuits, and neoprene vests carrying mask, snorkel and fins. "Do you have wetsuits?" asked Andi.

"It would be nice," said Paul. "They're like full body flotation devices, but no. These vests should keep us warm." He knelt down beside Andi and looked through the first aid kit.

"Hey," said Andi and she grasped his chin. "You're going to come back to me, right?"

"Of course I am. You doubt me?"

"No, that's not a request. That's an order. You owe me a son, and I want him in my arms before Macy has hers."

"I heard that," said Macy from her corner of the cockpit.

"I will be back," said Paul.

"ALIVE," demanded Andi, as she closed up the medical kit.

Paul wrapped his arms around his terrified, brave little wife and kissed her. "Everyone makes it home today."

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"This is MV Andi's Dream answering USCG Venturous. Go ahead," said Stan into the radio.

"What is your estimated time on scene?" said the radioman from the Venturous.

"I am seeing smoke at the location we were given, latitude two eight dot zero three zero three, longitude minus eight zero dot zero six six seven. We will be on site in one zero minutes."

"Andi's Dream. Are you able to provide aid?"

"Roger, we have three doctors, one nurse, and two ministers."

"Thank you, Andi's Dream. Keep us updated."

On the rolling deck of the USCG Cutter Venturous, Warrant Officer Don Coats turned and smiled at his captain. "I told you they were packing, sir."

"Damn," said Captain Brown. "Those people in the water have the worst and best luck at the same time. Exec, how long until we get there?"

"Four zero minutes, sir."

"And our helicopter?"

"It is inbound to Melbourne Regional hospital. When it is free, it needs fuel before they can respond."

"Thank you." Captain Darius Brown eased back in his seat and looked off into the distance. Three doctors and a nurse. Amazing.

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In the KTFL newsroom, the news director was listening to the voices coming from his assistant's laptop. He was logged into Broadcastify.com, a website that rebroadcasts police, fire, EMS and other services radio communications. They were listening to the drama unfold in real time. "On New Year's Eve," he muttered and shook his head. Then he turned to Margaret Garcia and said, "Get a helicopter. I don't care how, beg, borrow, steal, and get that interview."

"You got it!"

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The engines roared as they dashed across the Atlantic; the sound filled their ears and even up on the fly bridge they could feel it in their bones. However, down on the cockpit on top of the engines, with the wind blowing past, they heard Stan's voice loud and clear over the PA: "Three minutes to arrival, three minutes."

"Get ready," said Sunny, "he is going to put it in reverse to slow down. It will be like hitting the brakes hard. Then we will back up to the wreck and take survivors on."

Up on the fly bridge Gus was photographing every step of their preparations, Andi, Lucy, and Sunny along with Macy preparing their equipment, John and Paul standing at the rail with their snorkeling equipment, and Yi in a swimsuit stacking rescue floats at the rail. Yi was wearing a tiny bikini bottom with a neoprene vest of her own. He noticed that the twins were standing next to him looking up at him expectantly, Sandy held a can of Coca Cola, and Madeline held a can of Miller Lite. They raised the cans up to him and he took them trying not to laugh and set them on a skid proof mat on the table and told the twins, "Let's go sit down next to Captain Stan, the boat is going to stop soon."

"K!" chirped the twins. They weren't sure if they were allowed to sit on the couch next to the driver, so they've been waiting for their invitation. They practically dragged Gus with them as they headed forward.

As soon as they sat down, Stan called out, "Prepare to stop!" over the intercom.

Andi, Lucy, Sunny, and Macy sat on the deck with their backs against the cockpit grill and freezer. Yi jumped down into the engine room, while John and Paul held on to the stern transom. The roar of the diesels hushed to a purr and the forward thrust stopped and the boat was coasting. All 60 tons of her. A faint call for help could be heard in the distance and Macy tried to stand, but Sunny pulled her back down.

Suddenly, the engines bellowed back to life and the boat sharply decelerated. Their stern wave came crashing into the stern, splashing everyone and everything in the cockpit and sending gallons of water into the engine room. Immediately, the big boat slowed to a crawl and the sight of the wreck appeared on the port side. John and Paul quickly opened the stern transom doors to the swimming deck and stepped out there. Yi emerged from the engine room sputtering and swearing. Up on the fly bridge, Stan got up from his seat and headed back to the port side exterior helm and took control of the big boat from up there while John and Paul pulled on their flippers.

The brothers stood on the swim platform and Paul turned to John. "Everyone comes home today."

"Roger that," said the younger brother and with a fist bump, they were in the water.

The big boat rotated until the stern was pointed directly toward the wreck and the boat started moving astern toward the wreck using thrusters so any lines from the wreckage wouldn't foul the propellers. Sandy stood on the swim platform and directed her husband to bring the boat back until they were too close to the wreckage, and she directed him to stop, then she got back in the cockpit and lowered the swim platform until it was a couple of feet below the surface of the water.

"Coast Guard Cutter Venturous, this is MV Andi's Dream. We are on scene. I can see two victims in the water, and we have deployed swimmers," said Stan into his radio microphone from the aft bridge.

"Venturous copies and monitoring. Keep us updated Andi's Dream."

Andi could see a man and a woman in the water, and she started moving toward the swimming deck, but Lucy called, "Stay here, let them bring the victims to us, just be ready." Yi tossed several rescue floats as far as she could toward the wreck and then dove over the side, joining Paul and John in their dash to the rescue.

The wreck was a wooden sailboat. It was burning, but now the burning portion slipped under the surface and was extinguished. The scene was a mess. There was line and sail and mast everywhere, and much of it was being pulled under. A woman in the water was clutching an empty life vest and was screaming in pain, anguish and terror. Her husband was nearby, desperately trying to get under a sail that was lying on the surface crying, "Stefanie! Stefanie!" It was impossible to get information from them. They were obviously in shock.

John immediately started pulling the woman toward Andi's Dream, and the reason she wasn't wearing the life vest was suddenly apparent. She was very pregnant, and it wouldn't fit. "It's ok Stefanie, I got you, you're safe."

And then she said the words that John never wanted to hear her say; "Stefanie is my daughter!" and then she wailed in anguish.

"Go!" shouted Paul. "Take her back. I will get Stefanie," and John pulled the shrieking woman away from the wreckage, praying for strength as he went. With powerful kicks of his finned legs, John moved the woman to Andi's Dream as fast as he could and was met by Lucy and Andi. They had the swim platform lowered into the water so John could swim aboard. The woman was still fighting John, reaching out to the wreck and shrieking for her daughter.

"We got her, go back and get the girl," ordered Lucy as Gus at the controls up in the fly bridge raised the swim platform up out of the water. As soon as John was sure that Lucy, Andi, and Macy had moved the woman on to the cockpit enough so she wouldn't fight her way back into the water, John dove back in and raced back to the wreck scene where Paul was searching for eight-year-old Stefanie among the debris and Yi was trying to get the father back to Andi's dream.

"Coast Guard Cutter Venturous, this is MV Andi's Dream. We have one victim aboard, a woman in her mid to late twenties. She is pregnant and is in labor. My swimmers are searching the wreckage for a third victim." Stan hung up the microphone and leaned over the fly bridge to see what was going on.

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"In labor?" said Captain Brown.

"That's what he said," said his radio man.

"Where is that helicopter?"

"It's at the Melbourne Airport, taking on fuel."

"Please inform them that they are cordially invited to join this party," snarled Captain Brown. "RSVP required."

"Aye sir," said the radioman. Captain Brown isn't a sarcastic man, but when he is, it's usually pretty biting.

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"We got you, it's ok," Macy was chanting into the terrified woman's ear, "There's two Coast Guard trained rescuers in the water with your husband and Stefanie..."

"It's coming," she gasped at Macy wide eyed while holding her stomach.

"Sunny! This is your department!" called a terrified Macy.

"It's ok, keep her relaxed," said Sunny.

"Relaxed?" Macy almost shrieked. She leaned against the bulkhead, and she held the woman in her arms. "What's your name?" Macy asked.

"Moyra," she said as Lucy and Sunny pulled her slacks down and cut her panties off.

"Moyra, I'm Sunny Carlson. I'm a pediatric nurse at Palm Beach County General and I am going to check your dilation, ok?" Moyra nodded nervously as the Korean nurse pulled on gloves. "Ok, just relax..." She gingerly checked Moyra's cervix and her eyebrows shot up. "Oh my, it looks like we're going to have a baby." Moyra looked around in terror and Sunny said, "Girls, introduce yourself to Moyra. She may be interested in your professional qualifications."

"Moyra, I am Lucy. I'm a doctor of pulmonary medicine and a thoracic surgeon. When I'm not on this boat, I'm an Emergency Department surgeon in Buffalo, New York."

"Hi Moyra, I'm Andi, and I'm a doctor of pulmonary medicine too, and this is my boat!"

"Moyra, I'm Macy, and I'm a doctor of theology and psychology and a Baptist minister."

Moyra looked around in amazement. "So many doctors!"

"Our husbands are doctors too," said Macy. "They're bringing Stephanie to you right now. So, let them take care of Stephanie and let us take care of you and your baby."

Meanwhile, in the water, Yi had the man calmed down enough to at least tell her his name. His name was Fernando, and he was still fighting to get away from her. John came up to them and grabbed Fernando by the shoulders and said, "Fernando, I understand you want to save your family, but we're here now. Let us help you. My brother over there is a doctor. We will get Stefanie for you."

"This is all my fault, this was my idea to get away on New Year's eve... the fire, it happened so fast..." he looked shocked and confused, "we have nothing to burn, no stove, no large batteries..."

John grabbed a rescue float and put it in Fernando's hands. "Now is not the time to worry about that. Your wife is in labor and needs you."

"I can't go back without Stefanie; I have to bring her back to Moyra."

"Is that your wife, Moyra?" asked John, and the man nodded. "Ok, but you need to stay here with Yi and let me and Paul get Stefanie for you, OK?" Fernando nodded again. "Where was the last place you saw her?"

"She was sunbathing at the base of the mast..." Fernando pointed toward a tangled mass of rigging and sailcloth at the east edge of the wreckage field.

John took off like a shot. He swam up to where Paul was searching. Paul surfaced and turned to John, who said, "Her father, he last saw her in that mess over there," and pointed to the area Fernando indicated.

"The hull is pulling that mess under," said Paul, pulling out his snorkel. The brothers pulled their masks down and dove for the suspected area. It was a tough swim with the debris and lines in their way. When they got to that area, they found a young girl fighting to remain in a bubble of air beneath a sail, but her legs were tangled in line, and she was being pulled under.

Both men pulled the knives out of their thigh sheaths and began cutting her free. It was a lot of work; the nylon line was tough to cut, and she was fighting back in terror. Her kicking legs kept pulling the line out of their hands, and each man almost dropped his knife several times. The girl was completely under by the time they could cut her free. Paul held her motionless body tight to his chest and kicked hard for the surface. He was shocked to see how deep they had sunk. Paul held her tight and, swimming hard; he pulled her out of the sinking, tangled mess to freedom.

Reaching the surface, Paul gasped an explosive breath of air, then began kicking toward Andi's dream with all his might. He held Stefanie to his chest, on her side, and thumped her on the back, trying to free the water from her lungs. John swam alongside, shouting encouragement. He shot ahead and reached the boat ahead of Paul and was on the swimming deck when Paul arrived. Paul swam up onto the ramp and only relaxed when he felt the ramp lifting him and Stephanie out of the water. John and Andi lifted the limp girl from Paul and lay her on the platform as it rose from the water.

The moment that John, Paul, and Stephanie went past Yi and Fernando, she asked, "Is there anyone else?"

"No, ma'am" Fernando said. Yi wrapped her arm around him and took off like a shot towards Andi's Dream. He was in shock at the strength the slim Asian woman had, but she had Fernando back with his family in a matter of moments.

Paul rolled off the platform to give them room and, gripping the platform, he floated in the water exhausted. He had spent too much time without oxygen while freeing Stefanie and was paying the price now. His heart was hammering hard, too hard. He gasped and sucked in as much air as he could, but it wasn't working. He was short of breath and no matter how hard or fast he inhaled; nothing seemed to help. Finally, the crushing demand for oxygen began to lower and he could breathe easier, but his heart continued to hammer in his chest. The blood roared in his ears, getting louder and louder until he realized that the sound was coming from a helicopter overhead that was roaring in his ears.

Up on deck, Andi was able to clear the girl's lungs and with a cough and some choking, she began to breathe just as Yi and her dad arrived. And then Stefanie vomited and started crying. "It's ok, you're with us, your mom and dad are right here... It's ok..." reassured Andi, as she started taking the girl's vital signs and listening to her lungs at work with a stethoscope.

There was a splash when the coast guard diver hit the water and started to search around the debris of the sailboat.

"USCG Venturous, this is MV Andi's Dream. We have all three victims onboard now." The bridge of the Venturous broke into thunderous cheers and whoops of joy when those words came across.

"All right, calm down, Sparks, get the rest of that please," said Captain Brown.

"MV Andi's Dream, this is USCG Venturous. Please repeat all after three victims on board."

"Roger Venturous. Victim number two is male, early thirties, suffering from exposure and exhaustion. Victim number three is preteen female, suffering from exposure, exhaustion and water aspiration. She is receiving first aid right now and will be a big sister at any minute."

The captain turned to his crew. "NOW you can cheer." Which they did with gusto. Every life saved is a victory to the USCG.

It took some time to relay the new instructions to the diver, but the diver was in the water before the helicopter got that information. John swam over to the debris field, told the Coast Guard diver that the entire family was safe aboard Andi's Dream, and they both swam back to the yacht. Once the diver was aboard, Stan moved the boat away from the debris using the thrusters, and the diver did a preliminary check of the family.

The young diver checked Stefanie carefully and Andi gave him detailed instructions on what kind of care she needed. "She still has a lot of fluid in her lungs. I suggest putting her on oxygen ASAP and treat her with a pneumonia protocol. She needs x-rays, but it sounds like the lower left lobe..." That's when Andi realized that the young diver was shocked to hear so much information coming from her. "I do this for a living," said Andi. "I'm on overtime right now." Which caused her exhausted husband, still in the water, to start laughing.

John slipped into the water with Paul and hung on to the edge of the swim platform and moved over to where Stephanie was still lying on her side. "You found me," she said softly between coughs. She reached out to Paul.

"All we had to do was go where your dad told us to look," said Paul, patting her hand gently.

Stephanie frowned. "He doesn't care about me, he only cares about the baby... mom too, it's always the baby."

"That's not true honey, they wouldn't leave until we found you," said John. "Your mom was in labor and refused to get out of the water without you. We had to drag her back here and get her safe and on the boat, but we couldn't get your dad away from you, he kept trying to get to you the whole time and wouldn't get out of the water until my brother brought you here. Your dad truly loves you." John patted Stefanie and Paul's hands.

"Really?" Stefanie tried to smile but ended up coughing up more water.

"Uh huh. Now you and your dad are going for a helicopter ride, ok? Your mom will join you when she is ready to be transported."

Up on the swimming deck, Andi was handing off responsibility for Stefanie and her dad to the Coast Guard, and soon the basket swung down from the helicopter. Paul hoisted himself onto the deck and pulled off his fins, then helped the coastie hoist Stefanie into the basket. A scream from the other side of the stern transom rang out and Paul said, "Sounds like your baby brother is here."

Stefanie coughed and said, "I want to see him." And as the basket rose, Lucy held the baby up so big sister could see her new baby brother.

Lucy handed the baby to Sunny, who cleaned the baby and handed it back to Moyra and Fernando, who kissed and laughed at Andi's comment; "Wait until you can tell the grandkids about today."

Moyra and Fernando whispered and hugged the baby, and as the helicopter lowered the sling to pick up dad, Moyra said, "Dr. Kocsis, Dr. Roberts, do you mind if we name him after you? Lucius Andrew Garcia."

"That would be fine," said Lucy.

The cockpit was too crowded for Yi. She needed to get at the lobsters and prepare them for tonight's dinner, but there was a woman lying on the fish cooler. She dragged herself up to the flybridge to see how Bitty, Sandy and Madeline were doing and when she got up there, she found Gus and Stan reviewing the photos of the rescue that he took, and the table covered with unopened cans of soda and beer. "What's going on here?"

"I'm not sure, but every now and then the girls ran downstairs and each one would come back with a drink," said Gus.

"Where are they now?"

Gus just pointed down. Yi bent over and found all three little girls sitting under the table. "You guys want to see a baby?" They all nodded excitedly. "Ok, grab some cans. We have to put these drinks in the galley first." It took three trips down to the galley but eventually all the soda and beer had been returned to their original coolers, then Yi led Madeline, Sandy, and Bitty down to the cockpit where Andi sat cross-legged next to Moyra and was holding the tiny red infant while Moyra answered questions that the Coast Guard had for her. At the same time, Lucy and Sandy attended to her.

The twins were astonished at how tiny the child was. "You two were much smaller than he is," said Andi.

"Cause we're girls," said Sandy.

Madeline was giggling because Lucius held her finger when she touched his tiny palms. "He's named after your Auntie Lucy and your mommy - Lucius Andrew or Luke Andy."

"He should be called Lucky," said Sandy.

"Yeah, 'cause he got to ride mom's boat before he could walk," said Madeline.

"He won't remember it," said Yi. "do you remember anything before you could walk?"

"Hmmmmm, McNuggets," said Sandy with some authority.

Madeline put her finger on her chin and rolled her eyes skyward in thought. "Strawberry Shortcake babies." Sandy nodded in agreement.

"You guys are silly. All kids remember McNuggets." Then Yi showed each girl how to hold the swaddled infant and Gus took pictures of each girl with the baby on their lap. Warrant Officer Don Coats from USCG Venturous took a group picture of the entire population of Andi's Dream gathered around Moyra and Luke. He even got a picture of Andi and Paul alone with the baby, a similar picture with Macy and John and little Luke, and one with Gus and Lucy holding the little guy.

Eventually, the helicopter returned, and the basket landed exactly next to Moyra. The coasties strapped her in and, reluctantly, Lucy handed over her namesake to his mother. "Was this your most interesting delivery, Doctor Kocsis?" Moyra asked.

"Absolutely," said Lucy, "especially considering it was my first. I'm a lung doctor like Doctor Andi. We work up at the other end. And by the way, the twins nixed the nickname Luke. They said you should call him 'Lucky.'" Moyra smiled and gave her a tired thumbs up as the helicopter crew hoisted her aboard for the brief trip to the shore and Roseland Hospital in Sebastian.

Later in the salon, the crew and passengers of Andi's Dream answered questions at length with the Coast Guard accident investigation team and the captain of the USCG Venturous came over to congratulate them all for the great job they did.

"Why did your team keep asking Moyra about a stove?" asked Gus. "She told everyone that there was never a stove on that sailboat. I mean, just curious, but they asked quite a few times."

W.O. Don Cotes said, "If there's no stove or heater, and the only other flammable was a five gallon tank for the outboard motor which we found intact, then we have a problem. Something blew a hole in the bottom of the hull. I would love to blame the whole thing on the usual suspects: poor seamanship, alcohol, or lunch left unattended on the stove, but it is none of those things. We pulled a bunch of wreckage out of the water, and we believe that there's enough evidence to send the case to the FBI."

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"Are you ok?" John asked his brother Paul as they sat on the raised swimming dock and put on their swimming fins, masks, and snorkels.

"Just a bit overwhelmed," said Paul, as he started taking big gulps of air.

"You know," said Warrant Officer Don Coats, "I don't know another yacht owner that would do this."

"What, the rescue or the hull inspection?" asked Paul.

"Either." And with that, Paul and John slipped into the warm waters of the Atlantic. They examined the screws, the shafts, the thrusters and the hydraulic arms that raise and lower the swim platform for any rope or debris that could have tangled into Andi's Dream's mechanicals.

When they surfaced, Andi was kneeling on the swimming platform. "How does it look down there?" she asked as she bent over to kiss her husband.

Staring at her cleavage, he simply said, "Great!"

"Sandy wants to know if there are any sharks."

"No, just little baby fish."

"Good." From behind Andi appeared Sandi and Madeline wearing their flotation vests. "They want to go swimming with poppa."

"You want to come in here with Uncle John and me?" Paul asked, and Madeline and Sandy nervously nodded.

"Ok, come sit here on the dock and just hang your feet over the edge." They sat down on the deck and scooted their butts toward the end of the deck and their little feet were just above the surface of the water. Andi lowered the platform until the water was splashing over the edge and the girls started getting nervous. "Come on," said Paul and he held his hands out to Madeline. The little girl summed up her courage and made the six-inch leap from the swim platform to Paul's open hands.

Jealous of what her sister did, Sandy jumped into her Uncle John's hands. For a few minutes, Paul and John held the little girls in their arms and floated around with them. Little by little, they eased up on their grip. Paul said to Madeline, "here, hold my finger... got it?" when she nodded, he gently released her with his other arm, and she was floating on her own. "You're swimming!"

Madeline looked absolutely terrified, but she didn't demand to be held again. Her little legs kicked, and she propelled herself to the swim deck that was now a little below the surface and crawled back on the boat. "MOMMY! I WAS SWIMMING!!!" she was soon joined by Sandy, and they bounced and splashed on the swim deck, getting their mother soaked.

Paul and John pulled themselves aboard just in time to say goodbye to the Coast Guard crew. "That was truly incredible," said Captain Brown. "There were several other boats in the area, and you were the only ones to respond."

Paul shrugged. He wanted to give the other sailors the benefit of the doubt. "It's New Year's Eve. They probably weren't paying attention to their radio if they had it on."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Thank you again."

John shook hands with the captain and said, "it was your training that gave us the confidence to do this." The Coasties got in their zodiac and headed back to the Venturous. That's when both brothers found that they were shaking. Paul slowly sagged to the cockpit deck and sat there shaking.

"I almost drown out there," Paul whispered.

"I know," said John softly. Slowly, the brothers leaned over and rested on each other for strength.

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Andi's Dream got back under way. Stan called everyone together in the salon and the passengers slumped on the couches sipping wine or other libations. "I'm sure this won't come as a surprise to any of you, but we won't be able to make it to the yacht club in Jupiter in time for the New Year's Eve party..."

With the excitement of the rescue and the baby, the entire population of the yacht forgotten their tight timetable and now there's no way to make it to the club in time for the girls to show off their dresses. Andi and Lucy were actually very relieved over that, however.

Stan continued, "... so what do you say to a moonlight cruise? We did a starlight cruise last night, and it went well."

"The skinny-dipping part might get interesting," Andi whispered in Paul's ear, causing him to laugh and almost pass beer through his nose.

So it was settled by a nearly unanimous decision (Sandy and Madeline voted against) that Andi's dream would remain offshore, they would dress for dinner in their tuxes and dresses, and enjoy dinner on the boat, then relax with drinks on the foredeck or in the salon.

As the men went below deck to shower and dress, the women gathered in the galley to watch Yi prepare dinner. The oven was busy with the roast and Yi had a large pot with several inches of sea water boiling in the bottom. She went down to the cockpit and plucked a couple of lobsters out of the fish bin, then carried them to the galley and plunked them into the steamer, then went back to the cockpit for more. "What the hell..." said Lucy as she watched Yi grab the next two contestants. "I thought I heard something scratching around below the deck all during labor. I was starting to think the engines were leaking or breaking or something."

"This whole dinner is a gift from Doctor Andi's new friend Miss Nicoletta," said Yi. "I don't know what you guys talked about in Port Canaveral, but she came in the galley here and wanted to know where we were headed and what stops were planned, so I told her of the hard stop in Melbourne at 1. She said, 'Make sure you're there at 1:00 PM!' What Judge Atherton wants; Judge Atherton gets." She pulled a lobster out of the pot with tongs and shoved it in a bucket of ice water to stop cooking, repeated that with the second lobster in the steamer, then shoved the next two lobsters in the steamer.

Quick as a flash, she started tearing down the two lobsters in the ice water. The tails and claws got ripped off and shoved back in the ice water to stop cooking, then she ripped off the eight tiny legs and with a rolling pin squeezed the meat out of them and tossed it in a saucepan on the back burner, the rest was saved in the freezer for chum.

"Miss Nicoletta and I just talked about our kids. I didn't know she was a judge," then Andi whispered, "I just thought she was a drunk marina matron."

"Drunk or sober, a retired federal judge is a retired federal judge," said Macy. "And a former justice on the New York State Supreme Court."

Just then, the men came back upstairs from below deck in their tuxedos. The lapels had been returned to their original black silk by removing the red or green material that was stitched in place for the wedding a week ago, and of course, the bow ties now were black. "I suddenly feel the urge to swim upstream," said Macy, eyeballing her husband of over a decade.

"Must reproduce!" agreed Andi as Paul slid up close to her. He hoisted a martini glass to toast her and sipped the contents.

"I'm getting hints of lemon, with a playful overture of lime. This cocktail is quite good. I'll have to give it a name," he said in a slight Scottish accent.

"It already has a name. It's called Sprite™," smiled Yi. "Would you care for any appetizers, sir?"

In reply, Andi whooped and twisted suddenly, then she slapped Paul's hand. "Later!" she whispered.

"I mean, besides the lady," said Yi to the grinning couple without missing a beat.

"Just a shrimp cocktail," said Paul as he kissed his very short wife.

"You can go in so many directions with that line," said Lucy, as Macy nodded in agreement. They grabbed Andi away from her husband and headed below deck to change and they took the twins with them.

Yi finally got the attention of the men and asked, "Where would you fellows care to dine this evening, the salon? The foredeck? The mezzanine?"

"How does the mezzanine sound?" said Paul.

"Excellent choice. That's where the ladies are planning to eat as well." She placed a tray of silverware on the counter and said, "Care giving my mom a hand setting the table?"

"I am the owner of this boat, miss," said Paul.

Yi's reply was simply a withering look that said, "you knew what you were getting into when you hired me" loud and clear. With a sigh, Paul picked up the tray and went to help Sunny.

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Below deck, Lucy, Macy, and Andi finished showering and gathered their clothes, makeup, and hair equipment in the master suite to get dressed. There was a long giggling discussion on whether to wear panties or not and in the end it was decided that the married woman should wear them because they shouldn't give anyone ideas, but the single women shouldn't wear panties, because they're trying to catch a man. "That doesn't sound like a good rule," said Lucy, as Andi and Macy doted over her hair.

"It got me through pre-med," said Andi.

"Are the girls in here?" asked Lucy.

"No, they're in their compartment trying to get their dresses on."

"Ok, look... I don't enjoy sex," said Lucy, crestfallen.

"Not at all?" gasped Andi. The idea was foreign to her, even though she had been through some of the worst that a man can inflict on a woman. To her, sex with Paul is a joy of mind-boggling proportions.

"Well, there are some things that I do like. I like oral sex..." said Lucy slowly.

"Giving or receiving?" asked Macy in a clinical tone of voice.

"Both, but I really like receiving the most."

"I don't know how to tell you this, but that's 100% normal for 100% of the human race," said Macy. "What don't you like?"

Lucy didn't look up; she kept her eyes locked on the floor when she raised her hands. One hand she curled into the letter O; the other hand, she extended her index finger, then shoved it in the O.

"Oh, mon cher, have you been violé?"

Lucy nodded and kept her eyes down. "Cousins, at a family reunion at Lookout Mountain Park. They chased me for what seemed like hours. I thought it was all in fun, but when they caught me..."

Andi and Macy held Lucy tightly. "We've both been there," said Andi, "and we're here for you now."

"Both?" said Lucy.

"Oui, ma sœur," sighed Macy, "when I was a young model with the stars in my eyes. A photographer and some dégoûtant models... disgusting women."

"But these wounds heal," said Andi.

"There's more," said Lucy sadly. "I think I'm a pervert..." she paused for a long time, hoping that her friends would forget about her and go away. "I like to watch."

"Watch... porn?" Macy tried not to look shocked.

"No, I like to watch people... Andi, mostly." Lucy couldn't meet Andi's eyes. "I'm sorry, but back when we were roommates... I would listen for you to... then I would peek in on you and watch..."

Lucy was stopped by a hug and a kiss. "I know darling, I've always known," said Andi so softly Macy could hardly hear her.

"You're not mad at me?"

"If I were mad at you, do you think I would have left my door unlatched when we were roomies?" asked Andi. "I don't think you're a pervert, and I'm flattered that you like to watch me."

"What about Paul?"

"He likes to watch me, too. You guys should make popcorn..." Andi was stopped by a pillow wielded by Macy.

"Now I have to re-do her make-up and your hair!" growled Macy.

"So, what is it with Gus?" Andi asked. "You don't like doing it with him?"

"I... we don't... we haven't tried yet, and I'm afraid that he is going to try to and I'm not going to..."

"Look, baby doll, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Besides, you're not married, you shouldn't be having sex anyhow," said Macy.

"Just do this," said Andi as she touched up Lucy's makeup, "keep in mind that the guy is madly in love with you..."

"WHAT?" shrieked Lucy.

"It's always the children that are the last to find out," said Macy, shaking her head sadly and trying not to laugh as she tried to get Lucy's hair to sit right.

"Holy crap," said Andi frowning and staring Lacy in the eye, "You love him, he loves you. I hate to be the one to break the good news, but suck it up and enjoy it. Use and abuse the privileges that the situation endows you with. There's mistletoe hanging..."

"Missile TOAST!" came from across the hall.

"Damn, their hearing is good. The girls hung missile toast above the companionway door into the salon. Use that thing as much as you can!"

"I can do that..." Lucy said weakly.

"Then tonight at midnight, you give him the biggest, hottest kiss you can muster, then lead him down to your room, and tell him how far you will go, and make sure he knows what off limits is. If he can't deal with that, we'll throw him overboard," said Andi. "It worked for me, remember the lifesaver?"

"What if he does something stupid, like ask me to marry him?" Lucy asked in a panic.

"Say YES!" chimed Andi and Macy in unison.

"Look, everyone had their own level of kink or weird," said Andi, "the goal is to meld kinks into one cohesive kink. I will do anything in the bedroom for Paul, but if I can't tell, it's Paul. Even if I know it's Paul, it's game over."

"Huh?" said Macy and Lucy in unison.

"Thanks to FuckingFrank, that's one word; FuckingFrank, if I can't see who is touching me, I start to freak. On Christmas Eve we're in the cabin and I'm leaning over the table fiddling with the presents, and a pair of hands grabs my hips. I know it's Paul because it's just the two of us in the cabin, but I can't tell if it's Paul because he's behind me. I can't see him, so I started to freak. But then I looked up at the window. The lights were on in the cabin, and I could see our reflection and now I could tell it was Paul, and I let him have everything he wanted. God, that was good. That's why I have Gus putting up mirrors all over our bedroom."

"Ok, that takes care of your kinks. What about Paul's kinks?" asked Lucy.

"He is so terrified of losing me, either me finding someone else, or me dying. He's terrified. It breaks my heart. I don't know if I can fix what Melony did to Paul, just like Paul probably can't actually fix what Frank did to me. We just adjust and deal with it. So, I am always there for Paul."

"You need to explore Gus, not just his body, but his heart and his mind," added Macy.

"How do I do that?" asked Lucy.

"Ask him," said Macy and Andi in unison.

"And tonight, set your limits. Close the door and talk. Tell him what your limits are," said Macy. "If he is a gentleman, which he is, he will love and respect you for that."

Andi and Macy sat on either side of Lucy. They put an arm around her and rocked side to side. "What kind of limits?" asked Lucy finally.

"You're an athlete, so tell him that you'll do anything except for something that can put a baby on board and knock you out of the competition, interfere with your training, that kind of thing," said Macy, "But this isn't high school, you can't send him away every night with balles bleues, you must be able to satisfy each-others desires within those set limits."

"And the thing with having limits that allow you to satisfy each other is that there's always something more that you can try to attain," smiled Andi.

"Remember our talk about submission?" Macy asked, "Submission is a two-way street. The man you submit to must be trustworthy enough to be worthy of that gift of submission. If you have limits, if he loves you, those limits become part of the relationship, and you can relax and feel safe knowing that he loves you enough to honor those limits even as you submit to his will."

"Look, anything goes between a man and a woman in love in the bedroom. It all can be beautiful. You like to watch, so do men. Men are very visually stimulated, you'll notice that in about 10 minutes," said Macy, "leave the light on, use a mirror, watch each other masturbate..."

"Really?"

"It is so hot to watch the man you love lay next to you and get himself off while you get yourself off..." sighed Andi. "So come on, let's glue these dresses on and go generate some pheromones."

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"Aaaa HEM!" squeaked Madeline. "AAAAAA HEM!!!" When she finally had everyone's attention she yelled, "Mommy says, 'Play with relax Frankie in Hollywood'!" and she went back down the steps below deck.

It was Gus who was able to translate Madeline's orders to "Play 'Relax' by Frankie Goes To Hollywood" so he went to the control iPad in the salon and selected the old school club rocker and soon the yacht was rocking to the old hit.

Relax, don't do it

When you want to go to it

Relax, don't do it

When you want to come

First the twins entered, dressed in silver dresses that hung down to their knees and silver hi-top sneakers, each carrying a silver stuffed unicorn which hung on their shoulders with a silver rope like a purse, danced their way to the top of the stairs. They stopped, struck a pose that had all the men laughing, then danced their way over to papa Paul. They were followed by Macy in a silver sequin minidress with a plunging cowl neck that plunged all the way past her navel, revealing just a hint of her small, firm breasts. She turned slowly to show that in the back... there was no back. John gasped. This backless minidress exposed more of his beautiful black wife than most of her swimsuits. The contrast between the shining silver sequins and her dark skin was startling, and the black miniskirt practically matched her skin tone. It was the hottest thing John has ever seen her wear. Still dancing with the tune, she stepped aside, and Andi came dancing up the stairs wearing the identical dress, instead with copper sequins.

Andi was dancing with her hands above her head, her hips gyrating in a way that made Paul want to take her right then and there, he had no idea how her round full breasts didn't pop out as she danced, but he wanted to learn the magic behind that wonder. The copper sequins contrasted against her snow white skin marvelously, like the silver contrasted against Macy's dark skin. When Andi turned around, it appeared that she was only wearing a black miniskirt. Her hair covered the collar, and Paul could see clearly her narrow waist sweep out to her delightful hips, just as a cello is shaped. Does Andi even know that the hourglass shape of her back is the most erotic sight he ever saw? He made a mental note to inform her of that.

Andi stepped aside and was dancing with her girls when Lucy came up the stairs. She was dressed in the same dress as Andi and Macy but with gold sequins. When Gus saw her, his mouth went dry. She was dancing to an inner beat, far different from that of the song playing on the ship's speakers. Her hips swayed gently, and her hands were held low, rocking to something soft and quiet. The dress showed off her abdominal muscles and when she turned, her back and shoulder muscles were clearly spectacular. She turned and gestured to Gus, beckoning him over to her. He stepped up to her like a man in a trance.

Lucy put her left hand on his shoulder and pointed up to the 'missile toast' hanging from the roof with her right. He looked up and smiled and before she knew it, his fingers were twined in her hair, and she was being kissed like she had never been kissed before. He dipped her back just enough. The feeling of this made her feel dependent on his strength to hold her through the kiss. She moaned with the feeling of the joy of giving up her control to this man and held him even tighter.

When they broke the kiss, they both gasped in surprise at the intensity of it. They were so into each other they didn't hear the surrounding applause. "How long can you do that?" Lucy gasped.

"Not one moment less than what you need," Gus smiled, "and as long as you could ever want."

"I may hold you to that," sighed Lucy as their lips met again.

Now that everyone was on deck, they all gathered at the galley and Pastor John led them in a prayer of thanksgiving for the passing year, then, begging for a blessing on the meal and the hands that provided it, they headed for their tables.

The table setting was beautiful. It included silk flowers and candlelight, but the men almost missed it entirely. Their eyes were glued to their women in those ultra-revealing club dresses they wore. Facing forward, Macy sat between Paul and Gus, with Paul to her right, facing aft. John sat between Andi and Lucy, with Andi to his left. A small heavy folding table was set up for the twins and Bitty nearby, so Andi and Paul could keep an eye on them.

The conversation naturally was about the baby born on Andi's Dream; "Lucky Andy". The story of the rescue was told and retold from everyone else's point of view with "Hawkeye" Gus in the Crow's Nest, providing pictures on his tablet of the events as they were retold.

"Ever since I met Mama Giardino, that's been my dream," said Andi as she wistfully looked at the picture of her, Paul, and Lucky Andy, "to have a boy, Paul's boy."

Paul reached across the table and took his wife's hand. "We've only been married a week," he said, "let's relax, take our time, do it right, and have a lot of fun." Andi smiled across the table thinking of all the possibilities... "And besides, it started before you met Mama. Don't you remember? After church on the day, you met Macy and John. I was showing you the house, and you selected the bedroom next to the master as a nursery."

"No, before that, before we went into the house," Andi started speaking very slowly. "We were on the porch, and I had this vision, a dream I guess, of the twins playing on the porch, pulling their baby brother in a wagon."

"Danny," said Madeline as she re-arranged her dinner setting.

Andi turned to the kids' table. "What did you say?"

"Danny," said Sandy again. "Our baby brother's name is Danny."

"MY baby's name is Paul, just like poppa," said Madeline, with an 'in your face' wrinkle of the nose to Sandy. "Your baby's name is going to be Sierra."

"MY baby is going to be born first, your baby is going to be late, and I'm having a girl!!" said Sandy, standing up. Madeline then stood up too and they began to discuss their differences using TwinBabble® until Andi spun around.

"Use your words! If you can't do that, then sit down and be quiet so people can eat their dinner." The twins did sit down, but they sat silently, looking like they were on the edge of tears. They loved talking to each other in their own language and hated being told to "use their words". Andi quickly softened. "If you don't use your words, Bitty won't understand what you're saying." That made them smile a little.

John was startled by what the girls had said. He turned to his sister-in-law. "Do they do that often?"

"Do what?"

"Make predictions like that."

Andi sighed. "Sometimes they talk like they don't know there's a difference between the past, the present, and the future. And if this is a prophesy, it's a self-fulfilling prophesy because I've told them in the past that if they have a baby brother, his name will be Danny. They're really good at forgetting that I said 'if.'"

"So, this business about naming their babies Paul and Sierra, and Sandy having a girl before Madeline has a boy?"

"I suppose we'll find out in about 18 to 25 years from now," Andi thought for a moment and said, "They once told me I'd marry a snowman... or did they say THE snowman." Andi sat and tried to remember for a long time.

The first course was a delicious lobster bisque made with the meat from the lobster's small legs. It was accompanied with a gouda covered French bread crustini. Yi came to the table to bask in the compliments, and she asked Andi, "I was going to make the kids Chicken McNuggets, is that ok with you?"

"Yes, but if they get addicted again, it's your fault, you'll have to deal with the withdrawal symptoms."

"Pardon ma'am?"

Andi finished a mouthful of the bisque and said, "Gosh, back when they started eating solid food for real, I got them McNuggets to try, and that is all they would eat, breakfast, lunch and dinner. It went on like that for about 3 weeks. I had to cut them off. They cried for a week."

"And is there any relevance to Strawberry Shortcake Babies?" asked Yi.

"I got them Strawberry Shortcake dolls when they were born," said their Godmother Lucy, "as they grew older, they dragged those babies everywhere, even fought over them. What ever happened to them?"

"Those things were loved to death before the twins turned two. I had to send them to the great strawberry patch in the sky," said Andi.

Ye felt like she was in a Twilight Zone episode when she looked over at the kids' table and the twins gave her a "Told Ya So" look. She was terrified to ask, but as she cleared the dishes with her parents, she asked, "When did they start to walk?"

"Like talking, they were late bloomers at walking, too. But when they started, they just stood up and walked..."

"And danced," added Lucy. "They were dancing to everything. I remember because I was there for your birthday."

"Yep, that was quite an interesting week, we couldn't shut them up or tie them down, so yeah, they started walking at about two and a half years." said Andi, "Why do you want to know?"

"Can we talk later over coffee... or maybe gin?" Yi looked over to the kids' table again, and the twins were innocently eating their cheese sandwiches.

The next course was prime rib au jus, roast potatoes, collard greens, and grilled lobster tail. Just before service, Yi took the lobster tail which she had undercooked slightly before the ice water plunge, then she put them on the grill just as she started service.

"Yi, this is spectacular!" said John, "You have done yourself, your parents, and the American Culinary Institute proud. I sure hope you made sure there is plenty for yourself and your parents." Facing aft, John couldn't see that the Carlson family were eating the same meal at the breakfast bar right behind him.

"Don't worry about that," said Sunny around a piece of prime rib and waving a bone in the air.

By now the sun had fully set and the sea was dark, the candles flickered at the tables and the combinations of lighting possibilities on the yacht made the surrounding sea look mysterious and beautiful, the underwater lighting changed colors making the sea glow blue, then green, then orange, and all combinations through the spectrum. "Look at that!" gushed Andi. "It makes me want to drop this dress and dive right in."

"I might join you," said Macy, rising from her seat.

"Brother, aren't you going to do something about this?" asked John.

"You mean that you are asking me to stop my wife of one week from taking her clothes off on our honeymoon?" Paul cut another piece of his prime rib. "You need to rethink your priorities, little brother."

"No, I was talking about this empty wineglass in front of me."

"Oh! A thousand pardons," said Paul as he grabbed the bottle of sparkling grape juice in front of him and poured some for his brother. "How silly of me."

Deflated, the girls sat down.

Everyone's clothing stayed on for the rest of the meal, including little Bit-na, who constantly complained about how scratchy her starched uniform was and said that she was going to take it off and eat in her underwear. For dessert, Yi served a tart cherry sorbet, Andi's favorite.

The group got up soon after and helped clear the table and then moved into the salon where bottles of champagne were iced down and waiting for them, and other libations and mixers were at the ready. Stan turned down the lighting, allowing the candles to fill the room with their romantic light. The candlelight flickered off the garlands and other decorations. A program of music, trivia, and silly occurrences from the past year were playing on the TV, and the twins and Bitty were already in the mood, dancing to the music while holding cans of soda.

Macy gestured to Andi to follow her below deck. They ended up in the master suite. "After midnight, I'm going to do it," said Macy. "did you bring it for me?"

"I've got everything you need, including a douche to clean," said Andi, pulling a plastic bag out from under the bed. "You should use the douche now, and then..." she rummaged through the bag, "use this little gem." She held up a black vibrating butt plug like the one she used on her wedding night. "Just let Monsieur Vibrant Noir work his magic on you and you won't be able to wait for midnight."

"I liked the way you put it; 'My last virginity', I can't wait to give my last virginity to him," smiled Macy. "Thank you, sister," and she gave Andi a kiss on the cheek, and then, after a pause, a small kiss on the lips.

"Just keep in mind, if it hurts, you're not using enough lube. You might think that it feels like pooping in, but it's not pooping, it's your man, your lover, and he's taking his pleasure with your body, just don't let him get too carried away," smiled Andi who realized she might be talking herself into a night of anal play too, "you need to take pleasure in his body too."

"Merci beaucoup ma belle soeur," said Macy with another tiny kiss, and she slipped into the VIP suite to prepare for her man.

Up in the salon, Lucy and Gus only had eyes for each other. "You really like?" asked Lucy, she said, showing off her dress.

"Doctor Kocsis, I am crazy about you. I don't know if I could be trusted with you... You really need a safe word."

"A what?" said Lucy with a laugh. "You're not going to tie me up."

"You can use it in the middle of one of my puns," grinned Gus.

"Amadeus."

"Amadeus?" asked Gus.

"That's my safe word," said Lucy. She remembered Andi told her that she had a safe word, 'teddy bear' and she had to use it. And to Andi's shock, it worked. Paul stopped whatever it was that required a safe word and just snuggled with her. Lucy was sure that if anyone understood how a safe word works, it would be Gus.

Returning above deck, Andi went directly to where Paul was sitting on the Salon couch and reclined on his lap. "Like my dress, sailor?" she asked as she put her arms around him. Sunny came up with a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice and set it on the table in front of them.

"Hi sailor," he smiled. "Has anyone ever told you that you dress like a girl?"

She wiggled in his lap and said, "Buy me a juicy drink, sailor?" Sunny decided to stand by and listen in.

"No juicy drink," said Paul. "if you want to drink with me, you have to have beer or soju."

"No beer, no soju, they're bad for Andi," said Andi sadly, but then cheering up she said, "You can buy me a champagne cocktail!"

"How much?"

"Seventy-six thousand won," said Andi. Then she snuggled closer and rubbed her cheek against his, "but I like you sailor, for you, seventy-four thousand."

"Sold!" Paul held up his hand for the flute of champagne that Sunny poured him, and he handed it to Andi. As Andi sipped, he asked Sunny, "How did we do?"

Sunny laughed, "Andi? Ay Numbah Won juicy girl. She's going to make this bar some money. You? Lousy sailor! You could have talked her down to sixty-five thousand easy!" she topped off Andi and Paul's glasses and walked off shaking her head.

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All across the Korean peninsula (below the 38th parallel) juicy girls were working sailors, soldiers, and airmen to raise a few bucks. A "juicy girl" is a waitress/companion that serves the local male population or the oegug-in, the foreigners. It's very rare that a club will cater to both locals and Americans. The language barrier is just too high for the majority of people on the peninsula.

A juicy girl will stay with their customer and fetch him drinks as long as he buys her drinks too, which are usually extremely overpriced non-alcoholic juice drinks at about eleven thousand won, or ten bucks American. The juicy girls will get a cut of what she can get her customer to buy, so getting her sailor/soldier/airman to buy juicy drinks was of the utmost importance. Of course, the young man will try to get the juicy girl drunk so he can take advantage of her, especially since a cheap beer is twenty-three hundred won or 2 bucks, but rarely will a juicy girl drink beer, she's got a long night ahead of her and she probably has school the next day, so she will stay away from alcohol, but if the client insists, she will tell him she can only drink a champagne cocktail for seventy-six thousand won, or about sixty-five US dollars.

Sung-mi Park was a 'free-lance' juicy girl, she would see what places were jumping then go in the bar and negotiate terms with the club owner and if she could get a good cut of her sales, she would work there for the evening or week, depending on the terms. Sunny was an outstanding juicy girl; her beauty and her command of the English language made her indispensable in any bar near a military base. And she had a good eye for finding the young sailor with a lot of cash in his pocket and was suffering from an overdose of testosterone.

Sung-mi could fleece money from a monk, but she was just a few semester hours away from her degree and nothing was going to get in her way. Then one day she saw a young blond blue-eyed US Air Force sergeant sitting alone at a table and she realized that she had seen him before... it seemed like wherever she worked, there he was, sitting alone and reading. She got close and saw that he was reading a book on deep sea sport fishing. Her dad was a fisherman, and she fished for sport, so after her dancing set (this was also a go-go bar) she sat down and relaxed with him.

"Hi," was all he said. He didn't look up from his book. She was wearing a tiny bikini and was one of the few girls with nice enough hips that she didn't have to wear suspenders to keep her bikini bottoms up. Then, without looking from the page, he said, "Would you like a juicy drink?"

Sung-mi was taken aback. He didn't make a big deal about the bikini she was wearing, and she didn't try to grab his paycheck. In fact, he offered to buy her a juicy drink. "Bring me a coke... in an unopened can please." He knew the trick about topping off half-empty bottles and recapping them. Neither one of them realized it, but this quiet little meeting was the start of their life together.

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An exact duplicate of Sunny in her mid-20s sat down next to Paul and Andi and unbuttoned her chef's jacket. She took Paul's champagne and downed it with one gulp, and handed him back the empty flute. She un-did the thick braid that her hair was in and let her ebony mane flow over her shoulders, then with a belch she turned to Andi and Paul. "I really, really love your twins, but sometimes they spook me."

"What do you mean?" asked Andi, but she was pretty sure she knew Yi's question.

"Well," Yi took Paul's empty flute back, filled it from the magnum on ice, drank half of it, then handed it back to him, "The twins wanted to call Lucius Lucky instead of Luke. One of them said that he was lucky because he could ride your yacht before he could walk. I told them that he wouldn't remember it and then I asked them to remember something from before they could walk. Sandy said 'McNuggets,' and Madeline said, 'Strawberry Shortcake babies.'"

"Don't worry about it, they probably heard us talking about it," said Andi, who to be honest sometimes got spooked by some of the things the twins said as well. Yi was going to argue the point some more, but Andi continued, "Why don't you take the night off and join us?"

"Are you sure? That would mean something like cornflakes and instant coffee for breakfast."

"No problem, and if we get hungry, Paul can make breakfast. What do you call your specialty again, dear?" asked Andi.

"Cackleberries and SOS."

The thought of eggs and "shit on a shingle" made Yi's stomach turn, but a party is a party, and this bunch isn't headed to shore any time soon so why not? "Ok!" said Yi, "Let me get my man killer on and let's rock this boat!"

"How about your folks? They can join in too," said Paul.

Yi-jin stood up and pulled off her chef's jacket, revealing her "wife beater," nearly transparent from sweat. "You're not going to get those two down off that bridge. They love it up there! This is a honeymoon for them, too. If they had a head and a dumbwaiter up there, they'd never come down." With that, she disappeared aft, through the galley and down the stairs to her cabin.

Yi re-emerged a few moments later after a quick shower wearing a little black dress that caused everyone's jaw to drop. The top featured a plunging neckline filled with lace, and like the silver dresses Macy picked out, Yi's dress was "not bra friendly" as the deep V neck exposed much of her beautiful young breasts. The skirt ended just below the point where her tiny round butt cheeks joined her slender thighs, and like Andi, Macy, and Lucy, Yi chose to be barefoot. Suddenly a blast from the past came over the speakers:

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macarena

Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegria y cosa buena

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macarena

Hey Macarena!

All the girls jumped up and began dancing the Macarena, and eventually Paul and John clumsily joined in. Bitty and the twins tried to dance along but never got it right, so Andi and Yi crouched down and instructed the young girls. They got the hands right, but the hip wiggling was beyond their skill set.

As the song ended, Stan descended the stairs from the bridge, walked up to Andi, and handed her the yacht's sat phone. "It's Justice Nicoletta. She insists on speaking with you."

Andi held the phone to her ear and in a timid voice said, "Andi's Dream, this is Andi speaking."

"Hello, my dear, you certainly caused a stir with that big new boat of yours." Andi immediately recognized the voice of Miss Nicoletta. She gestured to Paul to follow her, and she headed out to the mezzanine so they could be away from the noise of the party.

"Good evening Judge Atherton, thank you so much for dinner!" said Andi as she set the phone to speaker so Paul could hear too.

"Oh, it was just a little wedding present for you and your wedding party. And if we're going to be using titles Doctor Roberts, it's Justice Atherton. I did sit on the bench of the New York State Supreme Court for a few years. Isn't that right counselor?"

"Yes ma'am," said Paul. "I also want to thank you for a wonderful dinner. Our chef did a masterful job with it."

"Wonderful! I'm so glad it was enjoyed. Dears, one reason why I called is because you warmed my heart again! Imagine, a baby born right there on your deck, and his big sister saved and resuscitated next to him. It's hard to believe... and I heard about your cabin girl, a blessing baby to boot. I want to shout "Hallelujah!" whenever I hear your name, and your story must be told. Not so people will know your name, but so they might live by your example and stop worrying and just help each other."

"But the real reason I'm calling you is because the news media is going out of their minds trying to find you. They headed out in droves to the accident site to interview you and you were gone!"

Andi smiled. "Well, Miss Nicoletta, once the coast guard was done with us, we headed out to find some calmer water. Paul wanted to put the safety rails on the swim platform so the twins could go swimming tomorrow."

"Here's the problem, dear. As I pointed out, the media is working very hard to find you. There are helicopters scouring the Treasure Coast hoping to find you at sea, and when they work this hard to find a story, they eventually end up smearing someone in the story."

"I guess we'll call the TV station and do a Zoom interview. It's not a big deal," said Andi.

"Unfortunately, it is a big deal," said Justice Nicoletta. "I have sources telling me that this was not an accident. Fernando and Moyra are already under federal protection. And I'm simply terrified that the someone they smear will be you darling. They have every marina staked out from Key West to Charleston, including the Bahamas. If you like to take your chances with them, fine, you may answer when they asked why you ran away so quickly."

Andi turned to Paul with a questioned look on her face. He said, "They might try to make it look like we hit Fernando's boat, then ran away and whoever set the charge on Fernando's boat has a cover story thanks to the useful idiots in the press."

"Exactly. Or worse, if that's possible," said Miss Nicoletta.

Andi's face when ashen. "Why would they do that?"

"There is an old maxim in the news world," said Miss Nicoletta. 'If it bleeds, it leads', they want an exciting story with lots of gore that will attract viewers so they can raise their advertising rates. It doesn't' matter what the truth is, once they made their money, they can issue an apology at 6:30 AM on Saturday morning when viewership is at its lowest. If you avoid the press for a month, they will raise those gory questions, but it should blow over. However, if you can control the interview, it should blow over in a couple of days."

"How can we do that? Where do we hide?" Andi looked at Paul. Her life has been in a state of flux for nearly a full month, but it's all been a positive, loving flux - now the media? She was starting to panic. Paul put his arm around her and held her tight.

"I have an idea, so don't worry. My ideas generally work out very nicely," said Miss Nicoletta. "I have a little getaway near you. Your navigator has already set the course. You'll all be here by 7:30 AM and we'll sit down over breakfast. We'll do an interview and make sure that your story is told correctly and then you are free to use my island as you see fit. We have several beaches where you can let your girls run naked in the surf, and you can chase them naked if you'd like. I have a large house and several bungalows, a full-service pier where you can fuel and restock your boat..."

Paul excused himself for a moment and got the control iPad and checked their fuel levels, still plenty of fuel left to go all the way to the Bahamas and back, then down to the Keys if they wanted. He looked at the heading. They were moving ESE at 22 knots, they were headed to the Bahamas. "Miss Nicoletta, not all of our passengers have passports. We can't..."

"My property is actually part of the United States. You don't need a passport, you just need an invitation, and Andi's Dream and all who sail upon her are welcome on my island. I'll be there about seven. You should be docking soon after."

"Why are you doing all of this for us?" asked Andi.

"Because, dear, I don't like bullies," said Justice Atherton. "And when they target my friends, their life expectancy becomes very, very short." Then her voice became cheery again. "I can't wait to see you again! Have a wonderful evening. Ta-ta!"

"Goodbye." Andi hung up the phone and handed it back to Stan. "Did you anticipate our change, of course?"

"Ma'am?"

Andi pointed to the large windows at the forward end of the salon. "Before Miss Nicoletta called, we were headed south. Now we're heading straight into the rising moon, that's east southeast."

"Yes ma'am," said Captain Stan, uncharacteristically formal, "When I captain a boat, I have a responsibility to protect the passengers and the crew, be that from weather fronts, sharks, or vultures. Sung-mi and I have known Miss Nicoletta for several years, and she's the real deal. If she's offering shelter in a storm, it's wisest to head into port. You have a powerful friend in her."

"Thank you Stan, and you're right. Looks like we all get some time off starting tomorrow."

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You shouldn't have to fight a 5-year-old into their pajamas. They're old enough to dress themselves, unless they've been partying far past their bedtime. Then they act completely rambunctious. However, Andi and Paul were lucky, and the twin moppets were fast asleep before the last Jammie button was buttoned and they were carried to their bunk and laid down to sleep, being careful not to step on Bitty who was already asleep on the floor.

"Daddy, when you go upstairs, can you ask Macy and Lucy to come down and join me for a moment?"

"Will do, baby," and with a kiss, he was off. Macy and Lucy came below deck and found Andi twisting and grabbing at the sides of her dress.

"Que diable, ma chérie," asked Macy. "What the heck are you doing?"

"Well, it's almost eleven. The kids are asleep. Our captain and navigator are in their quarters for the night. I want to have fun with my brand-new husband on our first New Year's Eve together. I was trying to get all this sticky tape off and, y' know, let things go natural."

Before she knew it, Macy and Lucy were pulling her dress away from her body and peeling off the tape. And soon they turned their sights on Macy and pulled the tape off her dress. Lucy stood back and shrugged, "What the hell, do me too."

After they had removed their "safety tape" Andi took out a short golden chain with a loop at each end. She exposed one already erect nipple and closed the loop around it, then repeated on the other nipple with the other end of the chain. "There, what do you think?" The look of the golden chain appearing from under the dress, arching from breast to breast, was beautiful and beautifully erotic.

"I like it," said Lucy.

"It's beautiful," agreed Macy.

"Is it too slutty? Will this chain and these dresses get John in trouble?"

"No, mon très cher ami, I wear this dress in a private residence for my man and my man only."

"In that case," Andi smiled and held up two more chains.

Lucy grabbed one without question and exposed her breast. She was wearing a skin tone pasty over her nipple and when she removed the pasty, Andi and Macy saw that her nipple was proudly erect. "These little buggers are always hard. They're the only reason I wear a bra," said Lucy, as she tightened the loop around her nipple.

With a reluctant sigh, Macy took the last chain, and unfortunately, her nipples were not erect. She pinched and rolled a nipple and added in a lot of tugging, and finally she was able to get her nipple erect enough to slip the loop around.

"I thought with Monsieur Vibrant Noir at work your girls would be ready to go," said Andi.

Macy sighed as she tugged her other breast to attention. "Monsieur Vibrant Noir is working wonders, but mes tétons have always had a mind of their own."

Slowly, Andi reached to Macy's breast. As Andi's hand grew near, Macy's nipple became erect. "Fear of the unknown," said Andi. "Works every time."

Finally, up on deck, the girls pretended to ignore the change in their attire, but when it came time to dance, they were much more active. Just the brief flashes she was giving Paul was turning Andi on to no end. Side boob here, a jiggle there and occasionally a nipple. His eyes were welded to her. During one song, she raised her hands above her head and began writhing her hips in a slow, seductive fashion. Once she had Paul's undivided attention, she turned around and let him watch her bare back writhe. Then she moved back, rubbing her butt against his groin. He groaned, then grabbed her hips and pulled her back against him tighter.

Andi grinned with glee. She loved getting Paul excited for her. She looked around the room and the scenes were the same. Gus's eyes were welded to Lucy's eyes as they danced. Only the Lord knows why she doubts his feelings. Suddenly a "Monsieur no! I am a good girl!" rang out and Andi looked over at Macy and John. She was extracting his hands from under her dress, but her smile said his hands were welcome where they were.

Yi danced with them, joining on to a couple for a while and then moving on to another couple. Her champagne flute never emptied. She's crewed many of these yacht parties, including swingers' parties, and never had she seen couples so into each other as on this cruise. The nipple chains looked awesome. The hot young chef wished she had thought of bringing a chain to stretch from pierced nipple to another. Maybe next time. She hoped that Doctor Jarecki would hire her again; she liked teasing him insubordinately; it amused them both.

This was also the first time she was invited to join in the party. Normally she spent the evening in uniform pouring drinks and washing glassware. This bunch wasn't drinking much, and when the dishwasher was done with the load from dinner, Dr. Paul and Pastor John both put the dishes away. Occasionally one, or all of the women, would take a break from dancing or karaoke (damn can Pastor John's wife sing!) and wash the glassware.

And after the kids were put down for the night, the party got looser; the dresses were loosened up somehow, and the nipple chains came out. The guys loved it, and so did the girls, even Doctor Lucy! She was always smiling and laughing, but there wasn't anything sexual about her, until tonight. Yi hoped that Gus had some serious stamina, because Doctor Lucy was on the prowl, and she had her sights set on him.

She did feel left out, and even developed a drinking game for the night. When there was a slow song and three couples dancing slowly, so close, staring longingly into each-other's eyes... Drinks! Whenever she could tell the color of panties being worn, or as later in the evening proved - if panties were being worn at all... Drinks! Nipslip... Drinks! When Macy spoke in French... Drinks! Then there's Doctor Paul and Doctor Andi, while other couples called each other dear, and honey, and darling, etc. Doctor Paul and Doctor Andi called each other Daddy and Baby... Drinks!

Yi checked her watch. Plenty of time for one more karaoke song. Yi grabbed the mic and flipped it on. "Ok folks, I propose a song for the ship and crew of Andi's Dream. Who is old enough to remember this one?" She pointed out the old Black Oak Arkansas party anthem on the karaoke list and immediately John and Paul volunteered:

Jim Dandy to the rescue!

Jim Dandy to the rescue!

Jim Dandy to the rescue!

Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy!

I was sitting on a mountaintop.

Thirty thousand feet to drop.

Tied me on a runaway horse

Uh huh ha, that's right, of course.

Jim Dandy to the rescue!

Go, Jim Dandy! Go, Jim Dandy!

They sang with joy and gusto and laughed throughout the song. John did a great job as the growly voice lead and Paul's falsetto 'do-wop' was hilarious. They sat down to catch their breath, and Yi turned the lights down a little more, then refilled glasses with an open bottle of champagne. When she got to Dr. Paul he asked, "Yi, could you hand me a couple of corks and two muselet's please?"

"Muselet?"

"Those wire cages that hold the cork in the champagne bottle."

Yi was sure Dr. Paul would have got up and grabbed the corks and wire cages, but Doctor Andi was sitting on his lap, and it was clear that Doctor Paul had a clear view down her dress (Drinks!) so she grabbed the corks and cages from the growing pile on the counter and handed them to Doctor Paul. Paul put the corks back in the cages and wound the wire cage closed like it originally was, but even more so, the cork wouldn't escape. Then he bent that loop and twisted the wire over to form a hook. He then hung one of those corks from her nipple chain using that hook. He just held the hook in place over the chain and let it drop. Andi's eyes rolled back, and she let out a gasping little mewl when the chain jerked tight. She fought to get her breathing under control and when she opened her eyes; she saw her husband holding up a second cork and wire cage with a hook.

Yi heard Andi said in a soft voice, "Yes Daddy" and she took a deep breath, rolled her shoulders back and offered her chest to him. He dropped the weight he created and when it jerked her nipple chain tight, she let out a little "Ah!" then dove in to kiss her daddy.

This did not go unnoticed among the other two couples who watched, and luckily it was midnight and, before Auld Lang Syne was finished, Yi was alone in the salon.

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Five!... Four!... Three!... Two!... One!... Happy New Year! Couples held each other close and wished each other a happy New Year as Auld Lang Syne played on the TV. New Year's joy was sealed with kisses. As they danced and sang Auld Lang Syne, Paul led Andi to the port hatch and he slid it open, then turned to his bride of just over one week. "No more clothes."

She looked up at Paul with those big brown eyes. "Daddy?"

"Believe me baby, it's for your own good."

With a deep shuddering breath, she unzipped her skirt, then pulled the cowlneck over her head slowly, then slowly lowered it, revealing inch after luscious inch of her body, then she just let it drop and she stepped out of it as she stepped out of her shoes. There were no panties to remove. Her small triangular bush was an arrowhead pointing right at her clit. "I'm naked for you, daddy."

"Don't look around," her Daddy said. "Leave your dress and follow me."

She wasn't able to look around and see who was watching her mastering, 'Maybe they're all standing behind me, looking at my naked bottom,' she thought to herself. The thought of that made her self-conscious and very hot at the same time. 'Maybe Lucy is watching. She said she likes to watch me. That would be so...' "Oh!"

Had Andi turned around, she would have seen someone watching, someone who eagerly wanted to join in the game she and Paul were playing.

Andi was wearing only three pieces of jewelry: her earrings, her mother/wedding/engagement ring set, and her chain dangling between her nipples. Paul had hooked his finger in the chain and pulled, yanking on both nipples. "Oh daddy, that felt so... Ow!"

Paul had yanked suddenly hard. "We will be using that mouth soon enough. Until then, unless you're using your safe word, only answer direct questions. Got it?"

"Yes, daddy." His mention of using her mouth soon enough went right to her clit. She even leaned back a little to increase the chain's tension on her nipples. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. It felt that good. He led her by the nipples up the side deck, a show anyone in the salon could see in full through the immense windows. Finally, they were on the foredeck. The deck rose and fell gently beneath them as Andi's Dream purred through the ocean, taking her naked to a mystery location. Surreptitiously, she touched herself and found herself very wet.

"Undress me," ordered Paul.

With hands trembling from need, Andi unbuttoned his tuxedo jacket and slid it off his broad shoulders. She was tempted to toss it on the deck and get on with the reveal. She wanted his dick! But she caught herself and folded it neatly and laid it on the foredeck couch. She next tried to take off his bow tie but couldn't figure it out. With a long-suffering sigh, Paul untied it for her, and she removed it. She then could take off his shirt, shoes, socks, pants, "wife beater" and boxer shorts. She had folded each item neatly and placed them on the couch, and just as she was laying down the last item, Paul said, "Hand me the tie."

She had to find it; Andi had pushed it into a pocket of the tuxedo jacket; she found it and handed it to him. He gazed at her in the moonlight; she was so beautiful naked on that warm southern night. Finally, after the bow rose and fell three times, he said, "Turn around... now cross your wrists..." Andi felt her husband of one week, a man she knew for about one month, tie her wrists together. It was both scary and exciting. "Turn around. Be completely honest. Are you scared?"

Andi almost broke out in tears of relief, asked if she was scared? He was showing that he cares, not like all those other bastards. "Yes daddy. A little."

He locked eyes with her. "Can you go on?"

"Yes, daddy!"

"Kneel." Shaking anew, she knelt. His cock was bobbing inches from her nose. "Swallow me," he said. In her mind, it was like he fired a starter's pistol. She dove at his cock, opening her mouth wide she shoved as much cock in her mouth as she could, sucking and slobbering she shoved more and more cock in her mouth and into her throat, eager in her desire to get him to grace her with his sperm. The lust roared through her, dominating her, and she almost didn't react when he yelled "Stop!"

Andi was totally in shock. No man who ever had their cock in her mouth ever said, "stop." She backed off and reluctantly allowed his cock to slide out of his mouth. It glistened in the moonlight with her saliva, twitching and swaying, hypnotizing her. "I'm not some horny frat boy from days gone by. I'm your husband, the man who is willing to die for you. I'm your man, your partner, your lover, and my cock is nearly as much yours as it is mine. Remember how you swallowed me in the sauna the first time and try again..."

Andi took a deep breath and closed her eyes and thought back to that night, her first look at his cock and how much she wanted it all down her throat. She wanted to pull the cum out of him by the bucket load. Her heart did a little flip that he still remembered that night. Does he realize how terrified she was? Does he remember her relief that he didn't hit her like Frank would? Does he realize how close to the edge of terror she is right now, thanks to that bastard?

She started again, leaning forward and kissing the head of his cock. She opened her mouth and took the head of her cock in her mouth and ran her tongue around the head and delighted in feeling him shiver with the sensation. Taking a little more of his cock, she ran her tongue across the highly sensitive area just under the head of his cock, and his response he hissed "Yesss, my baby..." Bolder now she began easing back his cock sliding slowly out of her mouth while her tongue moved and slid against the underside. Then, taking a little more than before, sliding her lips down over his length, then after a pause, sliding her lips up the length, her tongue dancing along the underside.

"Oh, yes, my darling baby," he groaned.

Andi took more of his cock with each gulp, her tongue maximizing the warm, slippery friction with each plunge of his cock into her mouth and throat. She wished her hands were free so she could grab his ass cheeks and maybe probe his rectum as she began to move a bit faster and deeper. Paul now put his hands on the sides of her head and began to control the pace and depth of her ministrations. His hips began to move, fucking her mouth. The sensations took over and Paul began to shudder drawing his cock ever so slowly in and out of his love's mouth.

At some point during this blowjob, a high-pitched cry of a woman in orgasm made its way up through the deck... was that Lucy? Andi hoped that it was and continued to give herself to this man who so delightfully fucked her mouth.

The bride could tell that her man was getting close to his climax, his scrotum tightened up, drawing his testicles close, his cock got harder, like hot velvet covered iron, his head was thrown back and his eyes closed as he internalized the pleasure she was giving him, and she couldn't wait for his seed to flood her mouth. Andi did everything she could to maximize his pleasure, sucking and licking, but slowly he pulled out of her mouth. She fought against it, pushing forward to swallow him, but he held her head steady and continued to pull out of her mouth. She released his cock... no, HER cock, the cock that gives her so much pleasure, the cock she waited so long for, the cock she wished would impregnate her someday soon... she released it reluctantly.

She fought the urge to pout as she watched her cock bobbing and twitching in frustration inches from the mouth that could give it so much joy, attention, and release. Slick with her saliva, it bobbed in the moonlight, painted silver by the lunar glow. A long stream of precum oozed from the meatus, the mouth of HER cock. She tried to reach out with her tongue to catch it, but Paul held her head firm. "My eyes are up here," he whispered.

She looked up and found herself lost in the blue of his eyes, now a darkish gray in the silver moonlight. She whimpered with desire, she wanted to cry, "Please daddy, give it back, let me please you!" but he gave her a half smile and, putting his hands under her arms, urged her back to her feet. And then, as if part of an attack, he planted a kiss on her, savoring the warmth with his tongue that his cock had been enjoying. Paul loves kissing his baby just after he pulls his cock out of her mouth. Her lips are hot and swollen and her tongue is like a wild snake, looking for something else to wrap around.

Breaking the kiss, he spun her around and untied her hands. 'Is this game over?' she thought, but he spun her back around, facing him again, and tied her wrists together in front. He sat her down on the foredeck couch and knelt between her legs. Paul smiled at her and winked. "Let's make the angels sing," he said, then, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder, he devoured her pussy.

To 'make the angels sing' became a code phrase of sorts between Andi and Paul, it came from her Nana who told her to love Paul 'till the angels sing', and between them (and possible to nanna too) this means to enjoy sex loudly, announcing their orgasms verbally.

Andi pulled her nipples and squeezed her breasts as Paul tongue fucked her senseless. She didn't need to announce her orgasms, her hips rising off the couch mats forcing her clit into his mouth was all the announcement Paul could ever need, but her breathy cries of "I'm coming daddy!" were still music to his ears. She even wrapped her legs around his head and put him in a headlock while her body shuddered and shook through her orgasm.

Suddenly, Andi realized that she was being fucked. One moment, he was sucking her to the greatest orgasm in her life. She was screaming in release to the beautiful stars above when suddenly Paul stopped feasting on his cunt and slammed his cock into her pussy. It was like an erotic explosion. Her whole body shuddered with every savage thrust of his cock. Her breasts shook, her body jumped, and her cunt struggled to accept the pounding. "FUCK ME DADDY!" she shrieked. He started to thrust into her hard, his groin slapping against hers. How long it went on, neither knew, but they were covered in their shared juices. "Cum for me, daddy," she gasped as the savage pounding drove her to another climax.

"I'm cumming in you!" growled Paul as his cock spurted his semen into his wife. When it was over, they both went limp in each other's arms. Exhausted, he slid down to the deck, pulling Andi on top of him. "God, how I love you," he whispered.

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Five!... Four!... Three!... Two!... One!... Happy New Year! Couples held each other close and wished each other a happy New Year as Auld Lang Syne played on the TV. New Year's joy was sealed with kisses. As they danced and sang Auld Lang Syne, Macy couldn't wait any longer. In her delectable ass was Monsieur Vibrant Noir, Mr. Black Vibrator, a vibrating butt plug like she got Andi as a gag for her wedding night. Andi took the sex toy seriously and lubed it up, then eased it in her anus before the wedding. By the time Andi was asked if she did, instead of saying "I do," she damn near said, "Fuck me now."

Now Macy was wearing Monsieur Vibrant Noir, and she was experiencing what her chère soeur blanche (dear white sister) went through. At first, the vibrations were noticeable, not really pleasurable. Then, as she got used to it, they were pleasurable, but along with the nipple chain, the sensations became undeniable. All she could think about was her husband's cock plundering her chocolate brown asshole. When the countdown began, she whimpered. This delicious agony would soon be over. John will soon be buried in her ass and love it or hate it. This horribly lovely torture would soon be over.

Pauvre Jean, (Poor John) he put up with so much! Because of the handling by a photographer and other models that she suffered as a teen, Macy was terrified of sex for so many years. But Jean was patient and soon she felt her love for him changing to desire. It took years for her first orgasm; it scared her, but Jean was there for her. He was as excited and proud as he was when she received her second doctorate. They moved to oral sex, and that took a long time to get used to, but when her fear fell away, sex became fun! They began camping nude together, skinny dipping in Paul's pond, even fucking in his hayloft. And now...

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And ne'er brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot

And auld lang syne?

"Come," said John and with a finger hooked in her nipple chain he led her to the gangway stairs leading below deck. The chain pushed aside the cowl, exposing her luscious mounds for all to see. Luckily, everyone else was too deeply involved with their own partner to see Macy's beautiful cocoa brown tits.

"I hope to," she said with a grin. Monsieur Vibrant Noir was providing the most incredible sensations spreading from her ass to her clit, and the teasing, the dancing, the tugs on her nipples stoked the fires that Monsieur Vibrant Noir started. John led her by the nipples to their cabin below decks and with the sensations, she could feel her juices beginning to seep from her pussy. The VIP suite was at the very bow of the boat. You could tell by the shape of the walls as they came together at a point, and so did the bed.

In the VIP cabin, Macy began to undress John. It was so good that he wore a real bow tie. They're so charming. Soon his tux was off, and she was licking his nipples. She knows how much he enjoys that sensation, but there's one he enjoys more, and she ran her tongue down his chest until she reached his shorts. She pulled his underwear down and pressed his erect and throbbing cock against his stomach and she suckled his swollen, aching balls.

"Oh, that's good," groaned John as his beautiful, sexy black wife rolled his balls around on her tongue. She gently took his hand and put it on his cock. He wrapped his fingers around his cock and began stroking up and down as she suckled his balls... "dear gawd this is good," groaned John.

"I want..." she brushed his hand away and plunged her mouth over his cock. She rolled her eyes up to make sure he was watching, and he was. The sight of his beloved wife swallowing his cock over and over amplified the sensations. His pale pink cock sliding in and out of her mouth, his pale hands caressing her sweet dark-skinned face, was just so hot!

"What do you want, mon amour?"

"I give you my last virginity," she said as she released his cock. "S'il te plaît, sodomise-moi."

"You want me to sodomize you?"

"Oui," she gasped. The vibrations of her butt plug were slowly driving her out of her mind. "Please!"

"Let's get you naked," he said and, like an excited child, she sprang to her feet and unzipped her skirt, pulled the cowl over her head, and let her dress drop to the floor. "No panties? How lewd!" grinned John. He took his wife in his arms and held her close. Their tongues danced together as they kissed, and her warm flesh felt so good against his naked body. When their kiss ended, Macy clambered onto the bed and rolled onto her back and smiled expectantly. Starting at her ticklish neck, John kissed his way down to her pussy, drawing out her agony. As he lovingly licked and kissed her cunt, he felt the vibrations. "What's this?" he said as he eased Monsieur Vibrant Noir from his wife's ass.

"You took my friend out. Now you must replace him." She pouted and handed her husband a bottle of lubrication. John lubed up his cock and her ass, getting as much lube in and around her sphincter as possible. She moaned with excitement as she felt his fingers enter her virgin anus. When John started pressing his cock into her ass, she gasped. "Ohhhh!"

"Are you ok? Should I stop?"

"C'est bon! Don't stop!" The feeling of being opened wide and penetrated by her own decision was delicious. Hugging her knees, she felt him pushing deeper and deeper. Her fingers danced in circles over her clit as she pushed herself to a higher level of excitement. "Mon ami! C'est bon!" (My love, so good!) "Baise-moi!" (Fuck me)

She felt his pubic hair pressing against her sensitive ass cheeks, his throbbing cock filling her like nothing has ever penetrated her before. She squeezed his cock with her sphincter playfully and John looked at her in amazement. "This is so incredible," he whispered.

"Baise-moi!" Macy demanded again, and he gave in and started fucking more enthusiastically. "Oui! Baise-moi!" cried Macy, "Yes! Fuck me!"

As John carefully stroked faster in his wife's tight ass, he was terrified of hurting her, but she urged him on, harder, faster. As he fucked, they heard a squeak from the next cabin. It sounded like Lucy was cumming too. That was enough to set Macy off. She groaned a deep guttural growl of passion as she came, skewered on her husband's cock. The feeling of her sphincter squeezing his cock pushed John over the edge and he was cumming deep in her bowels.

Macy felt his cock throbbing in her ass, filling her guts with his sperm. Her beautiful brown eyes shot open wide, and she grinned. Soon his cock softened in her ass and slipped out. John cuddled with his wife, and she said between kisses, "I think I like this."

"Where did you get this idea from?" he asked. He never would have guessed in a million years that his darling wife wanted to try anal.

"Your sister-in-law."

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Five!... Four!... Three!... Two!... One!... Happy New Year! Couples held each other close and wished each other a happy New Year as Auld Lang Syne played on the TV. New Year's joy was sealed with kisses as

Lucy led Gus down the companionway to their small, shared cabin. She pushed him on the bed and peeled off her dress and stood over him, wearing nothing but her nipple chain. "In way of a body I can't offer you much, I don't have the looks of Macy or the curves of Andi, and I can't offer myself fully to you," She unbuttoned his still buttoned tuxedo jacket and started to untie his bow tie.

"I can't risk a baby, I won't have an abortion, I'm not breaking training, I'm not leaving work, I don't have the time for you August DiDomissio, do you see what I'm saying?"

"Yeah," he said, rolling her off of him. Standing, he calmly undressed completely and knelt at the end of the bed. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her toward him. "You're saying you're crazy about me and you're afraid to admit it." He wrestled her legs open, she twisted and fought back, but eventually he began kissing his way up her legs and the sensations! It has been years since Lucy felt anything like this. Her leg spread open of their own accord.

"Traitors," she growled as she tried to push him away. Her legs spread wide enough that he could lean forward and plant a kiss on her pussy. She started to fight back harder and tried to push his head away, but he persevered until he could lick her little clit with quick, flickering licks. When he started that it was like all the fight went out of her. She relaxed and her legs fell open in surrender. Her fingers curled in his hair gently, holding him to his delightful task.

She gasped and sighed and rolled her head from side to side. She finally moaned, "Thank you for understanding," and for the next 10 minutes, it was the only coherent thing she said. Gus slipped the chain off of her nipples and began to pinch and tug them, twisting them between his fingers, causing as much delight with that as he did with his tongue.

Lucy came with a piercing cry. Sweet relief coursed through her body as Gus brought her to a mind melting climax. She tried to remain quiet, but she just kept cumming. Wave after wave of blessed relief crashed over her. This orgasm made up for so many missed opportunities.

Gus gave her a break, and he got up and climbed on the bed, but he was laying opposite of her. He pulled Lucy close, then holding her tight, he rolled onto his back, and she found herself laying on top of Gus staring at his big, throbbing erection. "Oh shit," sighed Lucy. She felt his lips at her pussy again, gently kissing and giving her quick little licks. "Stop, or I'll bite it off," she warned.

Gus didn't even pause, but he was hoping that she remembered her safe word. He continued to explore her pussy with his tongue, and she threatened to bite his cock off a few more times, but soon he felt her tongue swirling around the head of his cock and soon she sucked him into her mouth. As his tongue danced over her clit, her lips traveled up and down the length of his cock and together they neared their climaxes.

Gus couldn't hold back. He's had many blowjobs. His wife was an oral artist before she died, but Lucy was in a different class all together. She cried and squealed in excitement as he brought her to another climax, but she never took his cock out of her mouth. "I'm going to cum," gasped Gus, but she sucked harder and faster, and when he came, she nursed at the head of his cock while her fist slid up and down his length, making his orgasm even more incredible. She drank every drop of cum that spurted from his cock. Afterwards she suckled his cock gently until it deflated

As they lay panting, their heads spinning from their incredible climaxes, Gus kissed Lucy tenderly. Her lips were swollen and hot and she seemed to be shocked. After their lips parted, she said, "I've never had a man kiss me after a blowjob."

"I don't see why not, that was marvelous," said Gus. They rolled onto their sides and gazed into each other's eyes. "I love..." started Gus, but she stopped him right there.

"Please, don't say it, please?"

"I was going to say that I love being your lover. Is that ok?"

"Ok, but don't push it."

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Five!... Four!... Three!... Two!... One!... Happy New Year! Couples held each other close and wished each other a happy New Year as Auld Lang Syne played on the TV. New Year's joy was sealed with kisses, then suddenly it was like everyone evaporated. Yi was sure Doctor Paul was going to hoist Andi up on to the counter and bone her right there, but before Auld Lang Syne was done, Yi found herself completely alone.

It happens every time. Yi works the cruise, and they tell her that she's their friend but suddenly she's all alone. Even on the swingers cruises, when it comes down to it, she's considered the hired help, and she's left to pick up the mess. Yi looked around the salon and started to clean up, and they didn't leave a mess behind. She picked up some stray glassware, juice glasses from Bitty and the twins, a few plates from the noshes, and put them in the galley. She knew that there were a couple of ice buckets with champagne, but they were gone, probably to the staterooms.

The Asian beauty turned down the interior and exterior lights and just enjoyed being on a beautiful yacht on the open ocean 15 minutes into the new year. The boat was rocking fore to aft and a quick look out the big window showed a gently rolling sea. There was also a nice, warm breeze coming through the salon. The port side hatch to the side decks was open. Rather than close the hatch, she rolled up her skirt to enjoy the breeze on her thighs. God, she was hot! After watching foreplay all evening, she was on fire. She peeled her dress off of her body, her skin the gold color of straw in the summer sun. Her dark brown nipples were hard, reaching out, aching for someone, anyone, to touch them.

She heard cries and gasps, and she walked over to the port side hatch, and it was louder. She stepped naked out on to the narrow side deck and saw that there were people on the foredeck. It was Andi and Paul, and Andi was on her knees with her hands tied behind her back. Paul was savagely fucking her mouth with the long thrusts of his thick cock. Andi sucked and swallowed his cock over and over. Yi was hypnotized as she watched Andi take every stroke of that cock and she wished it was her. Yi could picture herself, bound, kneeling at Paul's feet, sucking the cock of the man she loved.

She almost cried, realizing what she just said to herself! She's known Paul for years. It couldn't be! She ducked back inside, trying to convince herself that it was just the champagne. Naked, Yi headed down to her cabin for a get-together with Mr. Happy and Bob, 'friends' she never travels without. With a sigh, she sat on her bunk and began to pinch and roll her nipples in preparation for a solo love making session. She wished again for breasts large enough to allow her to suckle her own nipple, and she wondered if Dr. Andi could do that. It would be so hot to watch.

But try as she might, she could not get comfortable in the small cabin. Right next to the engine room it was loud, especially at the speed they were running, and the AC had her cabin far too cool for solo sex. And then she realized that she left her dress above deck in the salon, so back up the stairs she climbed, this time with Mr. Happy in hand.

She peeked out on the foredeck and now Andi was getting a savage fucking... why couldn't it be her? Yi's pussy felt so empty she wanted to cry, and she ducked back into the salon. After locating her dress Yi reclined on a couch and twisted her nipples letting those shocks of delight sing to her clit and she knew the moisture was starting to grow, and when she ran a finger around her clit, she found it erect and ready to play.

Propping her feet up on the coffee table and scooting her butt to the edge of the sofa, she opened her pussy and clit up to her fingers. Her hungry pussy clamored for attention. She leaned her head back and brought Mr. Happy to her lips and she imagined that the dildo was Paul's cock and he was going to fuck her throat. She took half of it into her mouth. Then, covered with her saliva, she brought Mr. Happy to her pussy and eased him inside.

She bit her lower lip as Mr. Happy pushed in and opened her up. That's the nice thing about Mr. Happy. He's always there for her, and he's not married to somebody else. She eased him in and out of her twat, then brought Bob, a small vibrator, to her clit.

After five minutes of fucking herself, she was no closer to the orgasm she needed. "Damn it, damn it, damn it," she muttered as she slid Mr. Happy in and out, but was no closer to relief than before. "Why am I so stupid?" she groaned. She curled up and buried her face in the couch cushion and began to cry.

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Paul rose from the bed while his utterly sated wife drifted back to sleep. They woke a while ago, then after making sweet morning love, Andi insisted that they talk about Yi. After coming to a decision, he let Andi slip back to sleep as he showered, dressed and went above deck. He found Yi curled up on the salon couch where they left her a few hours before. With the AC turned off and the warm breezes coming through the salon windows, the little black dress she wore for most of the night was barely enough blanket for her. He found a blanket in a cabinet and covered her up, then went into the galley.

There were a few dishes that needed washing, so he put on the coffee and washed the dishes, emptied the dishwasher and started making preparation for breakfast. Eggs, corned beef hash, biscuits and sausage gravy. He wanted to make their passengers happy before they spring the news on them.

The sound of Paul bustling in the kitchen woke Yi. She blinked her eyes and took a few moments to orient herself, then sat up and stretched, yawning. She let the blanket fall into her lap, and she knew full well this put her breasts on full display. Paul continued working in the galley and never turned around. "Where do you keep the flour on this boat?"

With a frustrated growl, Yi stomped into the galley, holding her dress up to cover herself. She produced a large plastic canister marked flour and thumped it down on the counter. "Would you like me to find some water for you too?" she said, standing uncomfortably close to Paul.

"If worse came to worst, I can always lower a bucket over the side," he replied, meeting her stare.

She dropped her dress and summoned up all her courage. "Like what you see?"

Paul never lowered his eyes. He simply tapped her on the forehead. "I love what I see. I see a bright, smart, witty mind that won't back down from a challenge, and won't take no for an answer." He then without breaking eye contact tapped her on the chest between her delightful breasts, "I love this warm, friendly, funny heart, and am glad that we are such good friends." He then gave her a kiss on the forehead.

She gathered up the dress that was pooled around her ankles and ran to the steps that took her down to her cabin. Paul had the distinct feeling that she was crying. As he turned to pour some coffee, he noticed Andi standing at the galley counter. "She's crazy about you, you know."

Paul frowned. "I've known her since she was a teenager." He stepped around the counter and scooped his luscious young wife into his arms. "I'm crazy about her too, but she's like a niece to me. I suppose that would crush her if I said that."

"Oh, yes it would," said Andi.

"However, I'm much crazier about you," he said as their lips parted from their morning kiss. "Do you want me to go talk to her?"

"Oh, hell no. You sent her off like a schoolgirl with a crush," said Andi.

"Well... yeah. What could I do?"

Andi let out a growl of frustration. "Men!"

"What?" he shrugged. "What did I do? What could I do?"

"Don't worry, I'll fix it. You just get breakfast ready." Andi stepped out of the galley to go console Yi when she noticed an object that Yi probably dropped. She grabbed it and headed below deck, blowing a kiss to Paul as he repeated himself.

"What did I do?"

"Men!"

Below deck, Andi knocked softly on Yi's cabin door. "Yi? Can I come in?" There was no answer.

There was no other place to go at the base of these stairs other than the head. The door for that was unlatched, and the head was empty. She tapped on the cabin door again. "Yi? I'm coming in." The cabin door was unlocked, and she opened and went in, but the room was empty. Andi eyed the watertight door into the engine room and spun the wheel to open it.

Inside the engine room, Andi found Yi wearing just a t-shirt and leaning against one of the diesel engines, crying. Andi went straight to her and wrapped her arms around the weeping girl. Yi tried to push her away, but like Yi, Andi is a woman who won't take no for an answer. Eventually Yi stopped fighting and allowed Andi to hold her close, then Yi clung to her and wept, "I'm sorry," over and over. When Yi's tears began to ease, Andi led her out of the engine room and into her cabin.

Tearfully, Yi acknowledged, while seated on the lower bunk in her room, "I made a fool of myself. I thought there was something... last night we..." Yi looked at Andi and said fearfully, "You want to kill me... you should. I won't stop you."

"For what? For having feelings? For being yourself?"

"I watched you! I wanted to be you so bad..."

"You watched us?"

"Out on the foredeck, you were getting your face fucked, and I wanted to take your place so bad..." The Asian chef started to shudder all over. "I tried to seduce your husband on your honeymoon..." and with a wail of anguish she cried, "I don't believe I did that!"

"When!" Andi demanded.

"When everyone was dancing, I kept cutting in..." Her eyes filled with tears, "I rubbed my..."

"Shhh, shhh, shhh..." Andi held the weeping beauty until she finally stopped. Yi's t-shirt was soaked with her tears because she was using the tail of it to wipe her eyes. "You stop, I'm not going to kill you. Believe it or not, I've been there and done that. Really, and worse! I was a slut of major proportions in pre-med."

"You?"

"When I turned twenty-one, I tried to fuck twenty one professors. I didn't care because I was having fun. Now look, I know you've known Paul for ages. He's a smart, powerful man, I can understand. Luckily for all three of us, Paul is so oblivious, he wouldn't have realized what was going on until his cock was halfway down your throat." That got a half laugh out of Yi.

"Speaking of which..." Andi showed Yi that she rescued Mr. Happy and opened her mouth wide and put the head in her mouth. She leaned her head back like a sword swallower and pushed it deep into her throat until she gagged a little and pulled it back out. Coughing, she said, "You got the circumference right, but this is a bit longer than Paul." She handed it to Yi and smiled. "I like the flavor..." then she caught herself.

"What...?" Her sudden change of direction confused Yi.

"Look, if you want kinky, we can worry about that later. I have a very kinky past. Macy has a kinky past. Lucy is totally kinky... beyond kinky. The guys? We can train them."

"You? Macy? What?"

"Look, stop. Paul is crazy about you. You have two problems: 1, he's clueless, and 2, he's crazier for me. If he had realized you were hot for him last year, you might be Yi Jarecki right now. Who knows? One thing I know for sure is that if he were half his age right now, the both of us would ignore him for being a horny twenty something and keep looking for Mr. Right."

She then took Yi's hands in hers. "I'm also crazy about you, but completely different from how I am about Paul. You and me, our craziness seems to complement each other, and I would like to see if we can merge our craziness together. I don't know where we are going right now or in the future, all I know for sure is that we're going back to New York after this cruise, then out to Denver for a visit after that, and then back to New York for good. I... we want you to be with us now, and for as long as we can."

Yi could only shake her head slowly from side to side. Her mouth was working, but nothing came out.

Andi continued softly, "I don't know if this is going to disappoint you or not, but I'm talking about a job offer."

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Andi and Paul headed up the steps to the flybridge, carrying four coffee cups, a bowl of creamer and sugar packets, and a thermal pot of coffee. Paul knocked on the bulkhead before popping his head up the stairs. "You guys decent?"

"No, but we are dressed," answered Stan.

"Good enough," said Paul as he and Andi came up on deck. Stan was leaning over the nav station, entering data into his log. The couch was still folded down to a bed and Sunny was lounging under the covers, reading a book. They set up the coffee on the table out on the patio above the mezzanine and the four sat down to discuss their journey.

Stan laid out a chart and showed the circuitous route that Justice Atherton suggested to throw off any followers from the mainland or the Bahamas. "We're right here. This was our final correction and we will soon be heading into the channel leading to Nisi Arcadia. Docking in about an hour."

"Wow, how much fuel did we burn last night?" Andi's Dream was running at over 20 knots most of the evening.

"Almost a thousand gallons, 995 gallons, precisely. We have more than enough to get back, so there's no problem there," replied Stan. "We circled and wandered a bit to throw off a follower."

"We were followed?"

"Yeah, they finally dropped off at oh two hundred."

"Damn," Paul gasped.

"After we meet with Miss Nicoletta, we'll know more about our visit here, you're both invited to sit in on the meeting," said Andi, "but there's something else," Andi paused unsure of herself because she mentioned it to Paul, but in no great depth. "We really like Yi. I mean, we like her a lot. She's a hard worker, a world class chef and we just love her to bits. And the way she and the twins get along... we would like to hire her on permanently, not just here on the yacht, but back home as well. I've made what I consider an excellent offer to be our live-in governess and chef, and hopefully someday, nanny."

Stan paused for a beat or two, then said, "She's a grown woman. She doesn't need our permission to work anywhere."

"I say good!" said Sunny, with a fist on the table. "Then we know where she's at and we can get ahold of her!" She crossed her arms and nodded as if to seal the deal. "Then when the season is slow and we go visit Doctor Paul and Pastor John, we get to spend some time with her. We might get to see her two or three times a year."

"Yeah," said Stan, "The four of us together on this boat is the first time the four of us were together in almost two years. She's always out on one gig or another."

"I guess it's up to her now," said Paul. "One last bit of business, though. Stan, would you consider being the permanent captain of Andi's Dream?"

Stan inhaled to say something, but Sunny said, "Commission or annual salary?"

"Annual salary."

Stan inhaled to say something, but Sunny said, "Employee or independent contractor?"

Paul and Andi conferred for a long time, then Andi finally asked, "Will this boat be able to tie up at the dock in Jupiter?"

Stan inhaled to say something, but he looked at Sunny before he spoke. She gave him a "Why are you looking at me?" shrug and then said "It should, but only at dock's end. We can check when we get back there, but a six-foot draft isn't unusual in Jupiter."

"Then, employee, by all means. You would be the second employee of a new company that we haven't named yet. Our Jupiter house will become an Air BnB and port of call for our fleet."

"Fleet?"

"Yeah, three is a small fleet, but we can grow. Andi's Dream, Amalthea, and Gazinta." Amalthea is Paul's and John's single mast sailboat, and Gazinta is Stan's Calcutta 390 twin outboard "big game hunter" currently in drydock for hull work.

"You want to buy Gazinta?"

"Buy, lease, borrow, whatever. We get it in the water, put a captain at the helm, and we make money. We get a lawyer and his buddies out of Manhattan down here for the week they stay at the house. We make money. They go out fishing on Gazinta which picks them up right at the house, we make money. They want to impress the trophy wife, or the boss and Andi's Dream has a few days open on the schedule. They lease Andi's Dream for a day or two. We make money. I like money. Let's go make some money."

"Who's the other employee?" asked Stan.

"Macy. I want her to be the face of this new business. If she signs on, she's going to start out as the spokesperson and sell the product, then we'll let her do whatever she thinks needs doing. You watch, she'll end up running this company if we let her.

Andi had a small notepad and tore off the top page, which was pinochle scores, and she started to write. She then slid up onto Paul's lap. "Daddy, I've written down a few ideas if you want to look at them."

"Ok, I love number one," he said and kissed her. "And done..." he marked number one off the list.

"What about number two?" she said.

"I love number two," he said and kissed her again, completing item number two. Then he said, "Think we should save number 3 for later?"

"I don't know, I sometimes like an audience..."

"Moving on to number four," said Paul, "Andi has quite a few contacts in the Denver area of doctors that like to go deep sea fishing."

"I think we can steal them away from their boats in California," smiled Andi.

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Down in her cabin, Yi turned Andi's offer over and over in her head. Andi even said that she could do a little catering on the side as long as the twins were not ignored. Yi didn't think the twins would ever be ignored; they wouldn't allow it. On the minus side; Buffalo. Cold and snowy and muddy and slushy. She couldn't give up the sea, the sea was in her blood!

On the plus side, they own an eight-million-dollar yacht that needs a cook and a governess any time they wanted to go out. And Doctor Paul's house has a kitchen better appointed than many quality restaurants. And these executive chefs on a yacht gigs were becoming few and far between. She usually ends up cutting bait, making sandwiches, and handing out beer on 20-foot boats that aren't worth as much as her knife set.

But the sea!

She sighed and leaned back, her hand accidentally closed on Mr. Happy, her personal therapist. Twenty minutes with Mr. Happy and all her problems go away. She looked at the replica of some nameless male porn star's erect cock and testicles, complete with suction cup base. "Best investment I've ever made," she said aloud, and put her mouth over the head of Mr. Happy. He really stretched her jaw wide open. She leaned her head back like Dr. Andi did and eased Mr. Happy in. She barely got a half of what Andi could throat. But Yi thought of what Andi had said about it. Not so much about the resemblance to Doctor Paul's equipment, but Andi said that she liked the flavor. After last night's solo celebration, the only flavor Mr. Happy would have is Yi-jin's Pussy flavor.

The boat horn sounded, announcing that Andi's Dream was entering the channel. Although Yi had no idea where she was, she knew they were docking soon. She pulled on her white uniform and even put on her uniform hat (a rarity) as she headed up to deck to tie up this grand yacht and tell Andi her decision.