Motorcycle Dealer

Motorcycle Dealer 15

This is a continuation of the motorcycle dealer series & sadly the final instalment which is a work of fiction, please enjoy the story & make a donation to Nifty, after all we are leaving a legacy for the future & don't forget to look in their shop window.

The first week of school saw Dylan fitting in nicely with the rest of the students with their daily supplement treatments & sessions with the Noogleberry saw them both blossoming into pictures of health with their jet lag symptoms almost gone. I let them both sleep in my double bed with their nights of passion for each other reinforcing their bonds of love together whilst I slept downstairs in a folding collapsible bed.

Dylan spent hours in the evening during that week doing his homework on his Tokyo Spider laptop initially with our help & wrote several emails to his mate in the youth prison as well as arranging times for when he phoned him.

I paid money to keep both their UK mobile phone accounts topped up with credit & arranged for John's solicitor to investigate his case.

The divorce papers arrived from Melbourne by certified air mail in a large A4 sized secure envelope & we looked through them when Melanie wrote out her grounds for divorce which was a tearful time for her but her strength of character prevailed when she completed the papers ready for sending back to Melbourne.

Her lottery ticket certainly won the big one which rolled over from the previous 2 weeks netting her 5 million plus a few thousand into the bargain so they were now set up for life. Melanie certainly wasn't a woman hell bent on keeping up with the Joneses & never let the money go to her head only taking similar amounts what one would expect from a working mum.

Both Ryan & Jordan completed reassembling the BSA C15 & it was finally time to fire the old girl up after a layoff of many years which the appearance of the machine concealed well. Jordan depressed the tickler on the machine's Amal monobloc carburettur, switched on the ignition & the engine fired up on the third kick, the interior of my garage reeked of hot cleaning fluids as its single cylinder 250cc four stroke engine warmed up & ran with a sweet exhaust note.

Ryan took the machine around the block for its first ever test ride & he returned with a huge beaming smile on his face, left the engine running & Jordan took the machine out. He too returned with a huge beaming smile & now it was Melanie's turn, only she insisted I sat on the pillion & rode straight to the Honda dealer entering the building by the workshop's entrance & parked in the MOT bay, I immediately saw where this was going as she passed me the machine's old style log book with the mileage wrote on a scrap of paper.

I logged the machine onto MOT computerization which had to be done manually as there was no record of it with the DVLA, I also had to perform a roller brake test with Melanie sat on the machine as I didn't have any test results for a BSA C15, no sooner was that done, it was off to Antonio's café for coffees whilst the remainder of the 40 minutes ticked away.

Melanie & I discussed the original plan of selling the machine for & on behalf of the previous owner who's now in a care home & having already fell in love with this machine with her mind made up, she answered both questions at once, the first was that she would buy the machine at its full valuation price thereby giving the old gent money for his care home purse as opposed to his care home fees & secondly she decided to ride this machine with her son Dylan on the pillion in the Reading toy run.

The next day was spent in the town & there was a load of shopping to catch up on, firstly there was Dylan's outdoor activities kit from both Four points & the market's army surplus stall which he would require more of as he wanted to join the school's air cadet unit as well as camping with our group on the island which also meant kitting out Melanie as well which meant 2 lots of kit crammed into 2 military green cadet rucksacks, another 2 British army basha shelter sheets with lightweight telescopic poles, British army stainless steel clasp knives, German army groundsheets, German army clip together cutlery sets, aluminium tent pegs, bungees, parachute cord, mini Maglite torches, military jute twine plus I'm adding Osprey British army 1958 pattern water bottles with BCB Crusader stainless steel mugs with their matching cooker with ex MOD Millbank bags contained in PLCE water bottle pouches for both Ollie & Dylan.

Whilst walking along the High Street, an alluringly attractive teenage girl rode towards us on her mountain bike wearing a sheer white frilly lace micro sun dress giving us a good eyeful of her pink panties reminding us that there are others who, like our little group of teens are exhibitionists who love to flaunt themselves in public.

Another thing we had to plan for was them both doing their Duke of Edinburgh's award, I spoke with their teacher who's also their air cadet commanding officer about this & between us we hatched a plan to run their bronze D of E course over the remaining year which entailed Vicky running a Royal Life Saving Society bronze medallion lifesaving course for 8 of their cadets & myself with one of their older cadets taking them on their one night training expeditions during weekends.

Then there was their wardrobes to shop for as well, with Dylan at school she had his measurements already taken thanks to Vivian so we bought the clothes they wanted as well & ended up using a wheeled shopping trolley to cart it all back to my Ford Cortina estate car. No sooner had we returned to my house & unloaded the car, it was off to the local supermarket for the week's shopping which was something Melanie was shit hot at, years of skimping & scraping to get by over the years whilst bringing up Dylan have honed her skills down to a fine art as a home economist & she was very quick to home in on any bargains.

The lovely sunny September days saw everyone being scantily clad around the house & thankfully Dylan was settling in nicely, no sooner were they home from school they ripped all their clothes off & wore just speedos. My elderly PS2 was certainly getting a good workout with them as they played either Grand theft auto-San Andreas or Need for speed-most wanted.

Thankfully Vicky gave out free swimming passes to the youngsters who all used them to their advantage swimming regularly at the pool until they discovered another leisure centre at Langley which had a waterslide, thankfully their swimming passes also allowed them to swim there so she set up an arrangement to park all their mountain bikes inside their plant room which was accessible by a large roller door at the side of the building.

This popular venue was preferred by the youngsters although another trainer assessor ran their pool lifeguard courses, their main pool measured 25 by 10 metres with a 1.8 metre deep end which entailed NPLQ students retrieving the manikin from Montem's 3 metre deep end for those requiring the deeper depth entered onto their certificates.

Vivian thankfully ordered their regular British army PT shorts for their swim shorts with nylon tricot Truwest or Eyeline swim briefs in their choice of colour & green cotton air training corps screen printed tee shirts with their school's squadron logo on the front in readiness for their up & coming courses intending to present the school's cadets in their service issue uniform. He had previously filled 3 huge orders to supply black Soffe nylon tricot silkies shorts with Players nylon tricot form fitting T shirts & vests to the local boys & girls secondary schools & to the college & wearing them certainly had their nipples tenting out the sheer nylon giving their wearers a lovely caress on their hard nipples & enhanced their breast bulges under their school shirts or blouses. The company which makes these shorts also supplies their olive green silkies shorts to the US Marine Corps & the local army surplus stall holds good stocks of these.

These items sold like hot cakes, little wonder as they felt awesome against youngsters' skins & especially their genitalia when worn as underwear which had the effect of boys constantly popping boners, leaking pre-cum & sometimes experiencing spontaneous ejaculations. The girls also became aroused with leaking pussies & sometimes experiencing their gushing orgasms in their classes.

I managed to source a number of the famed Vango force 10 two man tents from a military surplus dealer on ebay who had loads for sale, these were used by the forces for adventure training & although heavier than modern nylon tents they will keep the cadets comfortable & dry during their nights out & can withstand gale force winds, one disadvantage is that each tent would have to be dismantled & carried between 2 cadets, such is the price of a good night's sleep.

Thankfully the same dealer also had brand new Swedish Trangia 27 meths fuelled cooksets which are one of the specified items on D of E courses which he also supplied with the tents along with a few 10 man boxes of 24 hour ration packs so there's no excuse for hungry cadets. The Air Training Corps may be a charitable youth organization & the school's squadron has certainly benefited from the proceeds of Lotto cracker.

The week passed by quickly with nice warm sunny weather with another gathering of the group for a weekend visit to the island, everyone sorted out their rucksacks & kit ready for a late afternoon Friday departure as soon as all the lads returned from school & changed into their raunchy see through teenage girl's clothes wearing tiny see through micro skirts with dangling nylon sheathed cocks with their see through bras perfectly visible through their white see through sleeveless tops with their handbags slung over their shoulders, fortunately there were enough cars this time with Ryan's mum driving her 10 year old Nissan Primera. The only person riding his motorcycle was Vivian with his Honda CB-750 836cc Rob North framed Honda in the red, white & blue Honda Britain race colours as this bike hasn't had an outing for quite a while & he had to stay behind at the Honda dealer finishing up all the day's takings & invoices.

He worked on this machine during the week after spending almost a year on display in the Honda dealer's showroom & during the week the lads cleaned, prepped & polished the bike, drained the carburetors, fitted a new battery, I done its MOT test on the first of the month & Vivian taxed it at the post office that day.

During the year this bike must have been photographed hundreds of times & to minimize enquiries during busy work days Vivian had a specifications board placed beside the machine.

Like the time when his CR-750 fired up in the MOT bay, this bike also made a similar noise except it had a more deeper note from its 4 into 1 exhaust system, like the CR-750 that time, it never failed getting my cock fully hard inside my nylon shorts just to hear it fire up.

Once we arrived at the island on the 3 canal boats & quickly set up our shelter from a combination of British army basha shelter sheets, Australian hoochies, the large 12 foot canvas tarpaulin & Russian Plash Palatkas, laid out our groundsheets & bedding, had our stirrup pump showers & changed into our swimsuits, Both Justin & Rick had our hotpot evening meals cooked on both the British army field kitchen & the fire pit. Just as we were eating our meals, Matt came through on Skype from Australia on Rick's large flat screen TV on board the Countess of Clewer holding the finished modified, repaired & overhauled replica Lucas KVFTT magneto for Rob Keene's Norvin costing a lot less than the genuine item which sold on ebay the previous week & in a few hours he would text me the courier's airwaybill number & it surprised me that he had done all this within the week & thanks to Lotto cracker, he was sent a generous bank transfer to aid his business's cash flow.

With the daylight darkening around 8-30 pm, none of us went for a daylight swim, instead it was fully dark when we all went skinnydipping for a circumnavigation swim around the island just as another party boat was about to pass us, the vessel slowed right down to a snail's pace in the water giving everyone on board a good view of our naked forms illuminated by the vessel's lighting with more cat calls, wolf whistles & shouts of `Where's your trunks?" drowning out Duran Duran's record A view to a kill playing on their discotheque plus a few empty beer bottles were thrown at us.

Apart from Ryan & Linda being hit by beer bottles & Vivian throwing one back which hit their DJ hard on the head, it was a most enjoyable evening swim & we all savoured Rick's lovely warm stirrup pump showers followed by British Airways breast milk coffee with one of their buttered breast milk cheese rolls which we now bake thanks to Jane with 2 McVitie's chocolate digestives each.

After that it became a relaxing evening either watching the TV in each of the 3 vessels or lying on top of our sleeping bags watching Vivian's TV borrowed from his race transporter inside the shelter sheet basha fed from the Countess's generator when Justin once again cooked our mugs of hot soup for the early night with some of us working at the motorcycle shops.

Those last minutes in our sleeping bags were spent by some of us listening to our transistor radios either through earpieces or watching the last of the movie before finally falling asleep.

Everyone was up with the lark the following morning wearing our swimsuits for another circumnavigation swim around the island only this time there was wisps of mist in places on the water plus we had all noticed the previous night that the temperature must have dropped by a couple of degrees which normally heralds the start of the river's winter cycle giving us perhaps one or two weekends of swimming left at most?

Once again we were treated to Rick's nice warm stirrup pump showers plus there were the inevitable men shaving using their British Army shaving/signaling mirrors hung from trees. Justin had all our breakfasts ready firstly cooking for those who left for work at the motorcycle shops with those remaining behind taking a later breakfast only this time Melanie would be assisting Vivian behind the counter whilst Dylan would be trying his hand at bike cleaning for the first time.

Our days at both motorcycle shops were very interesting indeed; thankfully we were blessed with another warm day which saw all the youngsters wearing their booty shorts throughout the day whilst Melanie looked stunning wearing a nylon sleeveless top with her tiny micro skirt giving everyone who saw her a flash of her bright red thong panties & even her son was stealing glances when his Tokyo spider phone rang with his mate from Australia & he stopped working to sit at the gazebo to take the call, thankfully the news from him was good now that John's solicitor was dealing with his case which perked him up for the rest of the day.

This day was rather light on MOT tests which was just as well as both Zoltan & Zena had their hands full having to fit 4 Datatool alarm systems to customers machines which were booked in for that day & thankfully they managed to complete all 4 jobs with the other lads assisting them with initially removing fuel tanks, panels, seats &c.

There was the usual chain & sprocket kits, fork oil seals, wheel bearings, services & the odd key plus I had a couple of customers cables which required fitting with new inner wires with brass soldered on nipples & I was even called on to make a replacement brake cable for a youngster's dilapidated old mountain bike who struck up a friendship with Dylan whilst they both watched me work my magic creating his cable which fortunately uses the number 1 inner & outer sleeve, inner wire & ferrules the same as most motorcycle throttle cables which the shop orders in 50 foot reels. Thankfully the Venhill workshop cable kit comes well stocked with all sorts of fittings.

The day finished well at both motorcycle shops & we drove straight to the island, parked up by the college's boathouse & boarded the 3 vessels to the island, once again they entered the backwater slowly gliding past the swimming hole tree seeing both Justin & Kyle stood on the end in just their speedos, Justin's full ample breasts were nicely displayed & Kyle's breasts too looked as though they were developing nicely. Thankfully Justin & Rick had already cooked our evening meals & were keeping them warm for us.

We quickly changed into our swimsuits for a lovely cooling swim around the island followed by warm stirrup pump showers, dried off & lined up for our evening meals.

With the evening cooling down it was still warm enough to wear tee shirts & shorts, Kyle wore a see through bra under his sheer black mesh nylon tee shirt which gave his breasts a nice lift with his huge nipple pokies as well as wearing the tiniest form fitting Lycra booty shorts I've ever seen on a youngster.

The effects of the supplements & Noogleberry sessions were working nicely on Dylan; he too wore a see through uplift bra under his sheer black nylon mesh tee shirt giving his breasts a nicely rounded appearance with hugely prominent nipple pokies as well as the pair of tiny form fitting booty shorts Zena gave him from the Antares. Rick's double bed already had both Dylan's & Melanie's name on it for later & both Justin & Kyle would be bedding down in Don's double bed on board London pride.

Matt came through on Skype from Australia with the good news that Melanie's divorce court hearing date was imminent which pleased her loads, or heaps as she would say which had Dylan jumping for joy at the news. I called them on board the countess so they could speak to Matt direct. John's solicitor also had good news for Dylan about his mate Robbo, he applied to the court to have him released on compassionate grounds & electronically tagged to enable him to care for his sick mum. She gave birth to him in her mature years & developed Alzheimer's in her 40's, with her being a single parent with a 15 year old son & being English, she still had enough of her faculties remaining wishing to be repatriated with her son & when Dylan heard this news he became gob smacked uttering yelps, whoo hoos & crying tears of joy, so much so we all saw another imminent Lotto cracker job with Jane accompanying them on a British Airways Boeing 747-400 flight.

Dylan called him from his Tokyo Spider mobile phone & woke him up; thankfully he had the ring tone set on clicks alert mode whereas Dylan's phone's ring tone is set to the airline flight attendant double cabin chime which sounds so real it's just like being on board an aircraft with his text message alert being a single airline cabin chime.

The call turned out to be a long call with young Robbo having to speak in whispers under his bedclothes & when the call ended, both lads were crying tears of joy at both ends of the world.

Some moments later Dylan's phone gave off a single airline cabin chime text message alert, Robbo had sent his mum's mobile phone number which we would be calling later to catch her in the morning local time as Darwin was 7.5 hours ahead of British summer time when Dylan sent her a text message asking her what time she could receive the call.

Rick sent Jane an email setting out the situation asking her to fit in another visit to Oz, this time to the top end & her reply came the following morning whereby she would be departing in 2 weeks & could arrange a layover lasting a week, I hoped this was sufficient time for her meanwhile Zena linked up her Tokyo Spider laptop to look through the medical literature on the Antares computer for Alzheimer's disease which looked promising, theirs was a simple procedure which would dissolve the protein growths followed by regeneration surgery which required about a week on board so the plan was hatched to have her beamed up on board over there, perform the procedures & beam her back to her house.

Dylan rang her at 3 am UK time catching her at 10.30 am just as she was drinking her mid morning cup of tea with 2 Arnotts Tim tams chocolate biscuits.

At times the call became tearful at both ends & it was surprising to learn just how much his maturity in advance of his tender years prevailed & with the call ending he texted her phone number to John's solicitor who rang her then booked his flight to Darwin.

Zena changed into a pair of cut off jeans shorts & tee shirt with her laptop bag & her spare clothes inside her backpack then stood on the island's south green & was promptly beamed up back on board the Antares, an hour later she materialized in her back garden, even though Dylan told her what to expect the blinding flash did startle her as it brilliantly illuminated her living room, after making some British Airways coffee with breast milk cheese rolls, she discussed her treatment plan on board & passed her a bracelet.

The following morning Zena drove her to the airport to collect John's solicitor in her ancient ageing Toyota Starlet which thanks to the goodwill of a local teenage mechanic had kept her car reasonably maintained.

She returned with him & prepared the court papers citing both ill treatment & extenuating compassionate grounds for his release whereby he would be far better placed caring for his sick mum plus earning some money doing a few gardening jobs for people to assist with her meager finances during times whenever carers either looked after his mum on a rota basis or had her placed at a daycare facility whilst Robbo attended school. With the court papers finally prepared & a hearing a few days away he felt confident about securing his release.

His next task was filling out both their British passport forms with all the necessary documentation which required their marriage certificate owing to a recent change in the UK's migration regulations requiring that a child born overseas must be born from married parents then he took her passport photos with his camera & not wishing to drive her Toyota Starlet into the city as he didn't want to be seen driving this car, he called a taxi, firstly to have Robbo fill out his passport application & take his passport photos at the prison followed by having their doctor countersigning & rubber stamping the photos & forms whilst waiting aided by some of Lotto cracker's coffers then straight to the British Consulate where they could be collected in about a week.

He presented both sets of documents which were thoroughly checked at the desk, paid for them with his credit card & now they were counting down the days when both passports were ready, he booked their flights for 2 weeks time & texted Jane with the flight number.

With the day's tasks completed he took the next day's flight back to Melbourne whilst Zena & she were beamed up on board the Antares & within minutes she was being prepped for surgery.

A week had passed by & the solicitor returned to Darwin for the court hearing, meanwhile both she & Zena beamed back down from the Antares with her having made a full recovery which far exceeded everyone's expectations which was just as well as time wise as they were cutting it fine for the court appearance.

John's solicitor really had to work hard for his money that day owing to the opposition placing a barrister in court. The mother's love for her son prevailed that day & he was duly released & electronically tagged aided by the solicitor playing on her health issues presenting her medical reports going back several years when he finally dropped the bombshell that her remaining family in the UK requested that both her & her son be repatriated.

The judge in his final summing up stated that it would be in the boy's best interests to remain with his mother as per both their wishes & agreed with the repatriation ordering the removal of the electronic tag at the airport.

A week later after buying their clothes &c, they arrived to collect their passports which required signing for & their faces checked against their photos in their passports, I texted them the Auslotto numbers picked by Bletchley Park on their Colossus computer instructing her to buy an Auslotto ticket immediately which is easier than wiring money & cheaper although I did wire her 5,000 dollars to tide them over, buy their wardrobes & emailed their shopping lists with some of the lad's outdoor gear ready for the island & told him to do a thorough job of cleaning his mountain bike & how to pack it ready for loading onto the aircraft.

Jane arrived on a flight from the UK & she was collected in the little Toyota Starlet, being such a small car this posed a problem with their luggage, fortunately the mechanic's mate had a pick up truck which solved that problem as well as the mechanic driving the Toyota back from the airport after which he became the new owner.

We all watched with baited breath in both countries as the Auslotto was drawn live on the Saturday & jumped for joy when she won the big one.

Jane called her connections with the airline & had them upgraded to business class thereby securing them more comfortable seats, meals & a more generous baggage allowance meanwhile young Robbo spent hours cleaning & polishing his trusty 24 speed Emelle nickel plated framed mountain bike with its 4 speed front crank & 6 speed gear block. Using some of the money I sent, he replaced the bottom bracket, tyres, tubes, chain, gear block, brake blocks, saddle & cables with Jane's assistance then they both took the bike for a final ride round the block before dismantling & packing it ready for the flight.

Despite Jane being jet lagged, she rose to the challenge of her tasks & was really glad to be sharing Robbo's mum's double bed totally naked & gave him the time of his life despite packing 7. 5 fat inches on his 15 year old body, the seriously sex starved youngster showed amazing restraint with Jane as they lovingly cuddled & caressed each other before Jane's mouth went down on his nipples & then his rock hard cock & within seconds he shot what he swore was his biggest mother load of spunk which she greedily guzzled down. The poor youngster was screaming the house down kicking & writhing begging her to stop as his sensations was so intense that tears came to his eyes & he was seeing stars.

Despite this his balls recharged with more spunk within minutes as Jane straddled him cowgirl fashion facing his head & rode his cock hell for leather with her pussy massaging & clenching onto his cock, within minutes she had a tremendous gushing orgasm plastering his junk whilst breast milk sprayed out from her nipples onto him as Jane said. "Go on Robbo, taste my milk & don't waste it you little tyke," he scooped some onto his fingers, licked them clean them hummed out.

"This tastes really good, please may I have some more?"

"In a little while my love then you can drink all you want," Robbo's joke had Jane laughing when he asked.

"Is it legal to bring your milk into the country without declaring it to quarantine?"

Jane giggled out. "Where did you hear that one from? That's a good one."

She continued riding his huge fat cock & after about 10 minutes & taking her through 2 gushing orgasms he finally came inside her pussy gushing about 10 huge lengthy gushes of spunk some of which ran out past his cock when he triggered her to experience a third gushing orgasm ending up with his junk plastered in both their fluids.

Now came the cuddling & fondling as they enjoyed their sleepy afterglows when Jane placed a breast by his mouth which he latched onto it straight away drinking her life supporting milk quenching both his thirst & hunger when they finally fell asleep in each others arms.

The following morning they woke up together making lovers talk whilst Robbo's cock was rock hard which he experiences every morning when he discovered the bedclothes & his stomach plastered with his spunk realizing he had a wet dream during the night. As they pulled off the covers & heavily soiled bed sheets the whole room reeked heavily of sex, sweat, boy smells & the aroma of pussy scents when Jane straddled him again planting his cock firmly inside her pussy & riding him hell for leather when he shot another huge load inside her in seconds followed by her gushing orgasm & spraying him with breast milk. They finally showered together & being an old weatherboard house with an antiquated gas bath heater, Robbo showed her how to operate it by turning on & lighting the gas, then turning on the water tap & finally operating a lever to send the water through pipes up to the shower head above an old antiquated bath.

After showering together & drying off, Jane changed into her white see through nylon sleeveless top without her bra & a tiny black thong bikini bottom & from her suitcase she passed him a black see through vest & a pair of black nylon Truwest speedo type swimming trunks, they finally put on flip flops & Jane searched through both the fridge & pantry to cook 3 full English breakfasts, then opened a container of breast milk cheese & expressed her breast milk into a jug for their British Airways coffees finally putting out the small British Airways brown bread cheese rolls.

His mum finally joined the breakfast table wearing only her bra & panties & owing to the shortage of both cutlery & crockery, Jane laid out 3 sets of British Airways cutlery & 2 sets of British Army mess tins which Robbo bought as part of their outdoor equipment for when they join the group at The Lynch Island on the River Thames.

After breakfast, Robbo dutifully done the washing & drying up whilst Jane checked the TV & DVD player for function then placed a copy into the machine & started playing. The video showed the scenes all round the island showing their group shelter constructed from British army basha shelter sheets & everyone both frolicking & swimming at the swimming hole tree as well as the island circumnavigation swims & skinny dipping, all 3 vessels were shown with everyone diving off the stern & clambering back on board. Another shot showed the Antonov AN2 on final approach for the turn over the field on the opposite side of the river, flying low over the river to land then disgorging its compliment of school students all wearing Vivian's see through school uniforms with an excellent shot of Kyle who's hugely long flowing mane blew nicely in the breeze.

Both Robbo & his mum became thrilled at the video & he couldn't wait to go there. Other shots showed the Qantas Boeing 707 at Southend, everyone riding their motorcycles including Vivian on all 3 of his Hondas, all the lads in their see through school uniforms & wearing their raunchy teenage girls see through clothes & dangling nylon sheathed cocks with Dylan dressed identically wearing a long haired blond wig holding his nylon sheathed cock giving a thumb's up sign when the video zoomed in on him & he said.

"Come on Robbo, hurry up, come over & join us," when Robbo immediately burst out crying.

The rest of the day was spent doing the final washing & drying then packing away the entire contents of the house into strong wooden crates ready for the taxi truck to collect & drive to the shippers leaving them spending their last night in an almost empty house sleeping in British Army sleeping bag liners to be packed in their luggage followed by the drive to the airport in the morning.

At 6 30 am the following morning a rep called round to remove the electronic box from the phone line & not wanting to remove Robbo's electronic tag at the airport thus avoiding the parking charges he decided to remove that as well, his mum got him out of the sleeping bag liner wearing only his speedos. He sat on the couch whilst the rep removed the device from his ankle them both him & his mum finally signed off the paperwork when he finally wished them both a nice flight & left.

It was all hands to the pump for morning showers followed by breakfasts, last minute packing before loading up the taxi truck then finally the handover of the house to the rental agent at 8 am when they finally left the house & handed over the keys thus ending a chapter in their lives.

Some of their luggage was loaded into the elderly Toyota Starlet shortly followed by the mechanic & his mate arriving in the pick up truck, they loaded the remaining luggage & Robbo's dismantled & packaged mountain bike followed by last farewells & hugs before driving to the airport.

Immigration delayed Robbo wanting to check his court release papers before letting him board the London bound British Airways Boeing 747-400 which seemed to take ages whilst they made a few phone calls with his mum stood beside him as Jane went on ahead as she was on duty on board.

They were the last passengers to board & only just in the nick of time when Jane finally closed the door & led them to their business class seats thanks to her negotiating a complimentary upgrade with Robbo taking a window seat.

Although she was conservatively dressed wearing a business suit. Robbo proudly wore the school uniform of the school which he's due to attend wearing regulation charcoal grey trousers, short sleeve white shirt, tie & blazer carrying his Tokyo Spider laptop inside its shoulder bag with his Highlander 25 litre olive green school backpack containing his coursework, school books, pencil case, geometry instruments &c with reports from both his last school & the youth prison who also schooled him & fortunately both gave him glowing reports when Jane passed them both sealed male & female passenger comfort packs.

The huge aircraft was finally pushed back & taxied to runway number 29 stopping momentarily then the 4 Rolls Royce RB211 turbofans powered up initially moving the aircraft then powered up to full take off power accelerating the aircraft on its take off run sounding like an old car on a bumpy road inside the cabin. Robbo watched the wings bend up just before the aircraft left the ground flying low over Bagot drive when his mum uttered a huge sigh of relief as the aircraft became airborne, as it climbed skywards out over the sea he watched intently as the wings flexed with the droning engines waggling on their pylons with steam like vapours which gave the appearance they were ingesting water vapour into the front fans. There were the usual light bumps as the aircraft climbed & no sooner was the seat belt sign off, he took out his laptop to watch the video again, this time wearing his headphones whilst the aircraft brought them ever closer to Blighty at around 8.5 miles per minute with a huge Auslotto cheque burning a hole in her handbag.

Everyone at my house became glad that they were finally on board with Jane sending me a text as soon as she closed the door, this time I would be doing the airport pick up with Dylan having got him a day off school whilst Jordan would be collecting Jane in his Volkswagen beetle having finally blagged it off me taking her straight home.

Dylan became the happiest bunny that day knowing his mate was finally freed to a reunion he never in his wildest dreams expected to happen. Robbo's school placement was already sorted & his age would normally see him starting with year 11, the best the principal could do was to place him in year 10 to give him his best possible shots at his GCSE exams but he could only allow him the statuary week off school to recover from jet lag as per school attendance regulations.

Our successes with lotto cracker secured a very nice house in Wentworth Avenue where Dylan, Luke, Ollie & Robbo will live with their mums, fortunately its closer to their school than my house & they have the advantage of larger grounds with a huge garage large enough for a workshop & being a tree lined street, they have a nice area to live although I think a few local kids racing their gopeds, scooters & pit bikes along Wentworth Avenue will provide them with some entertainment plus I had arranged Mark from the film crew to perform a demonstration run along Wentworth Avenue on the museum's 500cc short stroke Manx Norton which last raced along the Drift Road near Fifield passing the Royal Forrester Cider House on full chat in the 1970's with Vivian on his Yoshimura Honda 500 four in hot pursuit.

I took Dylan & Melanie to London's Heathrow airport to meet the flight in the Cortina estate & waited patiently by the arrivals gate when they walked through wheeling their luggage trolleys with Robbo sporting his nearly shorn off prison haircut at 6.45 am. The looks on both youngsters' faces said it all as they hugged each other & burst out crying. This was their mums first ever meeting as it was their sons who bonded in the youth prison, they shook hands, kissed & hugged each other glad that their sons were rescued from their lives of hell & now the processes of rebuilding their lives can now begin.

On the drive home both lads kept chirping about the Antares & naturally Robbo's wishing for his ride on the ship one day having witnessed & filmed first hand the beaming up & watching the Antares fly away. The first priority was to serve breakfasts & bed them both down in my double bed.

At 45 Rose is still an attractive long haired brunette woman despite their previous lifestyle worrying her that her son may have taken drugs, I called Zena on her mobile who had only just woken up & she decided to have him tested & if necessary treated on board the Antares.

After Breakfast Robbo looked at all the motorcycles in my garage but I saw the youngster was dog tired & packed him off to bed with his mum. Both Zoltan & Jimmy rose to the task of reassembling Robbo's mountain bike then both rode away on Jimmy's Yamaha XT500 firstly to the Honda dealer to ask Vivian nicely for Robbo's padlock & chain & walked to the local Timsons to cut both their house & garage keys.

Robbo woke up just after 4 pm just as the others returned from school & being a nice warm day they all changed into tee shirts & shorts & went out on their mountain bikes with Both Zoltan & Jimmy leading the way. They rode through the town, out towards Datchet turning right into The Myrke showing them Lucas's garage where all our cars have their annual MOT tests to look at Steve's motorcycle collection. They rode back to a path which crosses the Jubilee River into the park taking a different route home stopping at the Montem Leisure centre firstly watching the motorcycle students at Quickstart before entering the building where Jimmy gave them both a guided tour before sitting in the cafeteria drinking ice cold drinks on the house with biscuits before returning home.

The bike ride certainly started bringing Robbo out from his shell & after evening meals they decided unanimously the following days ride would be to the Langley leisure centre where they could ride the waterslide, thankfully Vivian sourced all the lads their British Army PT shorts which are harder wearing on the waterslide as these days most kids swam in shorts anyway. Their luck was in that evening as Johnno, a veteran Australian lifeguard in his fifties was on duty that evening & he loves squirting the kids with a large squeeze bottle of water always hitting them in their faces but his best party trick is his steam train or cuckoo clock impression sounds which he makes inside the bottom of the tunnel. He's such a wonderful chap who does voice impressions of Winston Churchill & the old granny at the end of a George Michael record as well as a great teller of stories & jokes who all the kids like that I wanted to meet him some day.

The lads did annoy him though as first down the slide was Robbo who slowed right up before the tunnel entrance with the others in hot pursuit forming a human train for the rest of the ride down the tunnel & into the splash pool at the end sending a wave crashing through the exit steps onto the pool surround. The poor guy had to warn them not to do it again & the upshot of that was I received a very irate call from their duty manager telling me to control them otherwise he would have them thrown out.

Vicky called round after her evening shift initially for a coffee but it soon became obvious that the incident at Langley earlier had her rattled. The duty manager that evening turned out to be their new big wig manager who covers all their sites. He had poor Johnno called into the office & gave him a right roasting. He was the new guy brought in from outside after the regular manager had to retire on ill health grounds & there were changes afoot as she says that a new broom will always sweep clean. She then dropped the bombshell asking for none of the lads to swim in speedos & to wear swim shorts instead. I pointed out that male swimmers from the local swimming club swim in knee length jammers & she saw nothing wrong with that although she knew as well as I do that a teenage lad wearing jammers packs a prominent bulge. I sent an email to Vivian explaining the situation & he got onto the task of ordering their jammers.

We all heard the unmistakable exhaust note of what we thought was Ryan's Honda XR250 & he ran out of the house with a baseball bat thinking that someone was stealing his motorcycle until he realized his mistake as his bike was parked in the garage securely locked up with his heavy duty lock & chain, so who's Honda XR250 pulled up? I twigged it the moment he took off his crash helmet, silly me, I should have recognized Jack's machine straight away; after all I have put it through its MOT test.

I knew Jack from those heady days at the Ascot Vale Honda dealer in Melbourne & yet this was the first time he came to my house. He's the same age as myself, a really shit hot motorcycle mechanic & equally as good on cars so in order to pay homage to his XR250 I parked it in the garage next to Ryan's.

Jack also had several other attributes as well, he was taught his illicit locksmithing skills by a car ringer known as the D as well as making obsolete gaskets & control cables for vintage motorcycles & no doubt his skills would be useful at the Honda dealer. We were already well covered with mechanics but what we could use is someone to train our apprentices, run motorcycle maintenance courses & fit Langley College's motorcycle engineering students into our workshops on a weekly basis but the more immediate thing on the agenda was coffee, biscuits & a talk about the old days.

I saw that he took an immediate shining to Robbo sat there wearing only his speedos with jet lag screwing up his body clock, if were he back in Darwin he would be either riding his mountain bike or walking to school instead of being tired wishing to fall asleep, he was really alive & his expressions full of health no doubt to the huge amounts of Garden of Eden fruit drink he's downed & busied himself making the coffees when his eyes popped out of his head in surprise at the label on the container as he gasped. "Bloody oath, British Airways coffee, where did you get this?"

I replied. "The stewardess who accompanied you on the flight here, she can get hold of tons of the stuff."

The remainder of the evening soon came to an end owing to the late hour & both Jack & I exchanged addresses & phone numbers before he left. Robbo went to bed where his mum was waiting for him to sink his huge cock into her pussy having amazing sex & blowing his huge load inside her before they fell asleep & yet the house reverberated to the sounds of everyone else also having sex that night.

The coming weekend was what Robbo anxiously waited for as during the week both himself & Dylan went to both Four Points & the army surplus market stall for his outdoor gear on their mountain bikes, they arrived back home with huge smiles on their faces with Robbo wearing his cadet rucksack whilst Dylan's daysack contained more of his gear & he couldn't thank me enough.

Rose opened her bank account with her Auslotto cheque making her a rich woman. Meanwhile Zoltan had arranged for his day visit on board the Antares the following morning.

He stood in the back garden with Zena whilst it was still dark wearing only their tiny booty shorts & black mesh skin tight see through tee shirts with his bum bag around his waist wearing their bracelets when suddenly there was a brilliant electric blue flash & both were gone.

His loud expressions & whoo hoos said it all as they arrived in the transporter room likened to riding a scary ride at a theme park. With my house so close to Heathrow under the flight path the captain opted for a beam up into space. As they had both skipped their breakfasts, theirs was waiting to be served in the officer's dining hall. Robbo's eyes gazed everywhere on the ship & he became stunned when Zena took him arm in arm down the grand staircase stopping to gaze at the honour & glory crowning time sculpture with its clock which had him believing he was on the RMS Titanic or a movie set, even when looking at the windows which are computer controlled screens, the ship looked as though they were far out to sea & he couldn't believe the sight of the clock mounted in the sculpture was showing the same time as his Seiko RAF pilot's chronograph which was his present passed to him by Jane just before the flight.

They both ate standard crew breakfasts followed by British Airways coffee & Arnotts Tim Tams chocolate biscuits which were specially brought on board just for him followed by the grand tour of the ship. He gazed intently at the earth down below from the astrodome from where he saw the upper side of the ship in its entirety which to him looked so huge, like a huge streamlined aircraft & couldn't believe it had its own gravity.

Zena took him to Jimmy's quarters which still bore his name plate on the door, she punched the code & having entered she punched the lock code & illuminated the do not disturb sign. She turned on the video screen, punched a few buttons saying. "This one's about Jimmy & you'll love the last part."

The video played out showing 12 year old Jimmy being beamed up from the golf course without his legs leaving his wheelchair behind & there to meet him at the transporter was the medical team & a young Zoltan aged about 13, the video highlighted that he was in a bad way being cold, wet & showing very little signs of life being taken straight to sick bay. The nurses removed his wet clothes, dried him off with towels & a blow drier, wrapped him up in a mummy shaped bag wired to a life support system & finally placed a ventilator delivering warm oxygen rich air.

Throughout his ordeal Zoltan never left his side for one moment & at one point he was crying begging him to pull through, when his body temperature normalized, he was removed from the mummy bag, the ventilator mask was removed & before the transparent half tubular cover was operated, a crying Zoltan held his hand tightly then kissed him dropping his tears onto Jimmy's face saying. "Come on mate, please, please pull through," at which point Jimmy's eyes opened, Zoltan was crying tears of joy thanking those higher spiritual entities for saving him when the captain walked up to him with the surgeon, Zoltan stood smartly to attention & saluted when the surgeon said.

"We will have to bring this young man back with us."

The video showed a number of hospital scenes & with Zoltan having to attend youth academy he looked in on him every morning & afternoon spending some of his evenings with him whilst doing his homework. After surgery Zoltan assisted the physiotherapists in motioning his newly grown & joined legs getting him accustomed to using them again, initially the progress was slow but Jimmy seeing his new legs had the heart of a lion & with Zoltan by his side he progressed in leaps & bounds once he learned how to walk again.

Eight months later he was transported back in time to the very spot on the golf course & beamed back down, Jimmy had grown into his growth spurt & well advanced into puberty sporting a large bulge in his shorts with leg & armpit hair returning to his life wearing a bracelet at all times knowing that one day the Antares would come back for him.

The video showed both Zoltan & Jimmy as 2 big strapping teenagers riding mountain bikes through London streets then locking their bikes up & just as they were about to board a tourist boat Zoltan's upgraded Tokyo Spider phone rang inside his backpack. It was hilarious watching them scurrying around trying to find the phone when Zoltan proudly held it & answered the call.

The last part was the New Forest where the Antares arrived hovering over a triangular UFO then welcoming them on board, Jimmy once again exploring the ship, then the final beam down into the Beaulieu River when Zena said. "Watch this." They watched them materialize several feet above the river then plunging into the water, they surfacing looking befuddled until Jimmy realized where they were & both swam towards the almshouses bank & crawled out. Robbo couldn't stop laughing saying. "Bloody awesome, when can I have a go?"

"Soon enough my love."

She quickly stripped naked & he gasped in surprise saying.

"For a girl, you've got a massive cock, what are you?"

"Just someone special to give you a good time, everyone on our planet has both sex organs & breasts, its how we evolved from a small number of us who originally landed on our planet long ago which ensured both our survival & continuity otherwise both you & I are the same, we originated from humans but evolved two sets of plumbing & if I wanted to, I could give myself a baby & so could anyone else on the ship, now it's fun time," as Zena gently clutched his rock hard cock through his booty shorts then lovingly stripped him naked.

She led him to the bed guiding him to lie down then straddled him cowgirl fashion easing his cock inside her pussy under her balls then removed her hair band so her lengthy dangling 3 foot blond locks would also tickle him, her pussy muscles were more powerful than a normal woman capable of squeezing the life out of a rapists cock teaching him a lesson to remember for the rest of his life but this time Robbo's cock would receive her amazing lover's caress whilst she gently rode him as well as her breast milk leaking out from her huge thumb sized nipples.

After a few moments she had her first gushing orgasm which plastered his junk with female cum whilst her breast milk sprayed out from her nipples all over him which he scooped up with his fingers & licked clean giving him a tasty treat then she massaged & tweaked his protruding nipples on his breast buds rewarding her with at least a dozen huge fire hose gushes of spunk deep inside her pussy which leaked back out past his cock adding to the cum already there when she built up to another orgasm this time with huge gushes of spunk flying out from her cock before changing positions so she could nurse him from her breasts with the added taste of Garden of Eden fruit juice in her milk.

They lay there making lover's talk in their afterglows whilst both their balls recharged with spunk followed by her taking his cherry with her monstrously huge cock. It took longer to cum this time round & fortunately for him his rear pussy hole was already enlarged owing to the large numbers of cocks which have been in there before during his stay at the youth prison although she did find him a tight fit.

As she slowly & gently plowed into him massaging his love button with her huge cock he built up to a shattering orgasm as his spunk blasted out everywhere with his pulsing pussy hole clenching her cock bringing her simultaneous orgasms as huge hose like hot blasts of spunk filled his pussy hole as her female cum gushed out down her legs onto the floor & her breasts sprayed him with more of her sweet tasting milk which she finished off by licking him totally clean, cum & all.

She gave him quite possibly the best sex ever in his young life before they lay there for ages cuddling, kissing & caressing each other then she nursed him again before showering together washing each other down with a large natural sponge & no sooner had they dried off the bedside tablet video phone rang & she pressed the reply button when the captain's voice said. "Be at the astrodome in 5 minutes as we're approaching the moon."

This turned out to be a nice surprise for Robbo as they both sat in the astrodome watching the moon pass by on their single orbital pass right around the moon before racing back to earth then taking up position for their beam down. They returned to the officer's mess hall for a final meal with large measures of ice cold Garden of Eden fruit juice. They had been aboard for over 12 hours when they were finally beamed down back in my garden, now Robbo had a story to tell although it became a secret he must keep.

Linda waited for Robbo's arrival when she wheeled out her Honda XL250 Motosport followed by Ryan with his Honda XR250 out of the garage, she sent both him & Dylan to get changed into jeans, sweatshirts & jackets, passed Robbo the spare crash helmet & gloves, started the machine & she beckoned Robbo onto the pillion seat as Ryan beckoned Dylan on the pillion taking them out on their bikes.

They rode to Windsor stopping at Windsor Castle's gate then rode around the town ending up at the railway arches parking at the mini fair. They crossed the bridge over the backwater, once the site of the town's swimming area before the war memorial outdoor swimming pool was built nearby & is now the site of the Windsor leisure centre. They explored the island then into the old Windsor swimming club grounds beside the railway arches gazing at the railway bridge & the main channel of the River Thames with its stunning view of Windsor Castle before returning home where they spent an hour on my elderly PS2 playing Grand theft auto, San Andreas set for 2 players, both lads were really good at this game with their gaming skills matching each other when it was time for their nightcaps of hot chicken soup with croutons.

With the coming weekend everyone sorted & packed their outdoor kit during the week ready for a Friday departure & I saw that both Robbo & his mum were becoming thrilled especially as this would be their first visit. Once again both Justin & Rick were working their skills slowly cooking a lamb hotpot on both the British Army field kitchen & the fire pit which was also surrounded with the billy cans made from large catering tins for their stirrup pump showers after swimming in the backwater.

All the teens were dressed in their see through raunchy teenage girls clothes wearing heels; thankfully Vivian spent time coaching both Dylan & Robbo how to walk in heels which they learned fairly quickly. Vivian fitted their long blond wigs nicely whilst their mums done their make up then guided them as to which items go into their handbags, thankfully they didn't require their see through uplift bras packing out owing to their breast buds which were aided by a few sessions on Vivian's Noogleberry using both nipple & breast vacuum developer globes & breast development cream.

The pair looked really sexy which pleased their mums as for the time being they looked like their daughters. Damian arrived in his mum's Dodge Challenger dressed as a schoolgirl from the local girl's school, Marcia arrived in her BMW wearing a black see through sun dress which showed her stockings, suspenders, cocksock briefs with her huge long dangling cock & her see through bra sporting her large breasts tented out by her huge nipples & Damian's mum was also identically dressed.

Both Zoltan & Zena wore their crew tiny booty shorts with see through black mesh tee shirts with see through bras underneath tented out by their thumb sized nipples whereas the rest of the lads wore their tiny see through skirts with their stockings & suspenders & black cocksock briefs showing their dangling nylon encased cocks to good effect with white see through short sleeve blouses with see through bras tented out by their breasts & huge nipples.

Everyone boarded the 3 vessels at the college's river frontage for the short trip to the island, seeing this was Robbo's first visit he boarded the Hand of Glory at my suggestion owing to her being steam powered. I saw that he loved this venerable historic vessel to bits which he says is really ancient & in a way he's right as it's been around over 150 years & during that time her wooden hull has given way to steel, her engines & boiler have been totally restored & her interior décor could resemble anywhere during Victorian times plus she was also heritage listed.

Ted has recently done some more research since our last visit about the lad who sailed to Australia on the Ticonderoga, he's tracked his family down & amazingly turned up something else when he found a website dedicated to that fateful voyage which sold a book called Fever beach which he's ordered.

Ted's very thorough when it comes to searching out history as he's one of the few people allowed into historic libraries & museum reading rooms & once he gets his clutches on a good story he'll see it through.

No sooner had the vessels docked it was all hands to the pump erecting the shelter, thankfully the group has done this so many times now each person knows which part goes where, which tree branch to string up to & once inside, where to hang the multi LED lights. No sooner had they finished the shelter, laid out their bedding & placed their mess tins, mugs & cutlery ready for their meals everyone stripped naked, ran along the track & dived into the backwater. I saw that Robbo hesitated for a moment until he quickly realized there weren't any bull sharks or crocodiles in the water, something which people in his part of the world have to live with & immediately became confident in the water although he initially cursed about its package shrinking freezing temperature like caress on his skin when he surfaced from his dive.

Everyone swam the circumnavigation of the island & it pleased me that he swam well (obviously his mum has his best interests at heart). We had the usual wolf whistles & cat calls with calls of `where's your trunks'? From those on board the passing disco boat with the usual empty beer bottles being thrown at us.

Vivian copped a hit stopping him in the water when he picked it up & threw it back hitting the turntable & jolting the record playing with its attendant scratching noise, he's such a powerful guy who could throw a cricket ball a long way, a trait he's continued since school having held the 88 mph British schoolboy record for the fastest cricket bowl which still stands.

I threw one back & hit a youth squarely in the face but it was Robbo who got the best shot in knocking someone's beer out of his hand after he was hit by someone else.

Vivian expressed his wishes as to what he would like to throw at that boat but on reflection everyone put up a creditable performance as we exercised our freedom in the water, besides that, no one on the vessel would have seen any full frontals anyway which harks back to the old days of bathing regulations when swimmers either remained in the water or behind screens whenever a boat with females on board passed by. These regulations are displayed on a memorial plaque dated 1921 at the Athens bank of the River Thames near Windsor which was used by Eton College back in the day.

Having finally exited the water, had our nice warm stirrup pump showers & dried off, we tucked into our evening meal. I saw that Robbo certainly liked his & just like a schoolkid, he asked Justin for some more which he gladly served. We all knew the youngsters had second helpings anyway.

Dessert was fruit cocktail with Garden of Eden fruit flavoured breast milk ice cream which went down well particularly with Dylan & Robbo, with the meal finished & the washing & drying up done it was time for Robbo to stand up in front of us introducing himself as we sat around the fire.

This became tearful for him when Jane & his mum stepped in to comfort him, doubtless owing to his experiences back there & I immediately saw that he was damaged goods. His mum explained to me that he was a popular hard working lad at school who attained good grades & played sports, on top of that he always done his house chores whenever she asked. Their mother & son loving bonds were so strong it was the only thing which gave him hope during his dark days during which he was beaten, raped, tear gassed & suffered sleep deprivation by his captors thereby making his school work suffer & being punished for sleeping in class. The Antares became his beacon of hope on the night he received a call from Zena when a compass was beamed down to him & he watched the ship in the clouds when Dylan vanished in a blinding flash terrifying everyone & yet he knew in his heart that he was safe especially when he called him on his nice new Tokyo Spider mobile phone. Now all this was behind him & yet in many ways I felt the Antares should have brought them both up. Beyond this weekend he would be restarting school at a place where he would be loved, where the teaching staff are highly professional, where he'll make new friends & he could join the cadets & do his Duke of Edinburgh's award & Bronze medallion.

Their futures were now assured as they'll be living in a nice house; they have nice if old school tubular framed mountain bikes to ride & they'll not want for anything.

Theirs became alone time together at the island's south green whilst their mums talked about their future plans over a glass of sherry on board the Hand of Glory, they both fell in love with this historic vessel with its Victorian interior décor finally settling down to watch a movie.

Both Dylan & Robbo fell into a lovers embrace cuddling & caressing each other building up to their raunchy sex between them, this time as consensual lovers & not forcibly, unlike their days inside the youth prison where they were pimped out by the inmate who ruled the gangs inside with an iron fist making a fortune from those who wanted their bodies, those who raped them either had to pay up or have their wigs split by Di Gato, otherwise known as the cat, reputed to be the son of a mafia don who was in charge of everything which went on inside until the day he was suddenly transferred out by the men in black who departed on an unmarked TR-3B aircraft to a top secret high security installation on an offshore island.

There was sex being played out all over the island with couples barely yards from each other hidden by the night except for both Justin & Kyle naked at the swimming hole tree with Justin's huge pole buried inside Kyle's pussy leaking his love juices whilst he slowly & lovingly plowed into him enjoying the sensations of breast milk leaking out of his nipples as Kyle took a whiff of poppers then shot jets of spunk at the tree trunk with his clamping rear pussy hole taking Justin over the edge with huge fire hose like blasts of spunk flooding into his chute & leaking back out past his cock onto the grass. All too soon the evening came to an end with everyone finally drinking a mug of Justin's soup & finally retiring for the night kissing & cuddling each other inside the shelter either sucking each others cocks or breasts in their final moments before sleep whilst Dr Hook's Silvia's mother played on her radio.

Everyone rose with the lark to a misty almost foggy morning quickly donning their swimsuits for another circumnavigation swim around the island followed by stirrup pump showers & shaves before breakfasts then off to both motorcycle shops. I took Robbo, Dylan & Kyle with me that morning to show them both motorcycle shops before dropping them off at Langley leisure centre collecting them after lunch for them to wander around town window shopping.

First job of the day was a restored GPO BSA Bantam which wouldn't start, as I looked it over the exhaust reeked of petrol fumes when the owner mentioned that he snapped the crankcase drain plug. This is only a one quarter inch Whitworth small headed short bolt or set screw in engineering terms. Arne done the job but not before removing the fuel tank & carburetter, with the machine laid on its side he carefully drilled the remainder of the bolt, warmed up the part of the case with the welding torch around the drain plug & took it out in a jiffy with a stud extractor leaving me to go & find a bolt, all we had to replace it with was a short Allen bolt which came from a box full of them fitted with a copper washer, after checking the plug & reassembling the machine, he fired it up straight away. That was when I broached the subject with the owner about its MOT test.

I must have caught him off guard on that one although I've experienced quite a number of occasions whereby customers either don't remember their MOT expiry dates or continue to ride in ignorant bliss unaware their MOT has expired.

It turned out he had just over 3 weeks remaining before it expired when I explained to him that he could have up to 28 days transferred onto his new MOT citing the good reason that in the event of a failure he would have time to rectify the problem & re present his machine for a retest.

It surprises me that either very few people are aware of this or there are other reasons, perhaps they just plain forgot, the upshot of this was I tested his machine which passed with flying colours & he rode away as happy as a sand boy.

There were our usual chain & sprocket jobs, tyre changes, fork seals &c, all the bread & butter workshop jobs when Rob Keene rode his Norvin into the workshop parking it in the MOT bay just to show us the refurbished Lucas KVFTT racing magneto rebuilt from a more common road bike item. Matt at Seabrook has done a shit hot job on this which somehow looked right on that Vincent V twin cylinder engine which ran sweetly, it was as though that machine has traveled all the way from 1966 when both John & I saw that machine as 14 year old schoolboys. Either time or Rob has been kind to that machine which has since been professionally restored & repainted in the Manx Norton colour scheme with the aluminium parts polished. The 3 lads walked into the workshop after having lunch at McDonalds & spent ages talking to Rob after becoming gob smacked at the sight of this machine ending up with him taking each lad in turn out along the A4 to Junction 5 then a blast along the motorway to junction 6 & back to the shop ending with both lads eyes streaming tears owing to the blast of the wind in their faces.

The thought of taking 3 teenage schoolboys on such a fast & powerful motorcycle may have resulted in Rob being cited for child protection issues especially as he took each one over the ton on the motorway depending on who either became aware of their exploits or if he was stopped by the cops?.

I checked my emails that afternoon on the shop's computer & fortunately Rose's divorce hearing went without a hitch which wasn't contested by her husband. She would receive the document in about a week or so depending on the airmail transit time from Australia which she would keep with her personal documents whereas her husband would probably tear up his copy & bin it, Robbo became happy at the news when I showed him the email & he immediately rang his mum at the island to break the news making her overjoyed with relief that this dark spell in their lives was finally over.

With the day's work finished it was back to the island for the remainder of our last weekend of the year owing to the limited daylight left at the end of the day as well as the river temperature having dropped by about 2 or 3 degrees at the start of its winter cycle & yet the air temperature was still reasonably warm in the evening. The other issues were that all 3 vessels will be moving off to their winter stops to avoid the winter floods on the river & Rick's flight to Australia was already booked where he'll be joining his sister until the end of April the following year when the weather warms up again.

Everyone stripped off for a skinny dipping swim around the island followed by stirrup pump showers then our barbecue evening meals followed by a party building up the fire to illuminate everyone & thankfully Vicky brought along the Aqua aerobics box from the leisure centre with some of their CDs' with a good selection of music. Vivian brought a few rent a crates of canned beer cooled down by pouring ice over the tins in the Honda dealer's pick up with one of the rent a crates containing canned soft drinks for the youngsters or whoever chose soft drinks instead of beer.

The party went nicely until the 10 pm cut off time finishing with some fireworks when the hot soup was served followed by my last party trick on the island which I had prepared beforehand. I had constructed a huge hot air balloon out of ultra lightweight bin liners with its skirt reinforced by mig welding wire holding an old sweet tin in place filled with hexamine powder for fuel.

Using the Suzuki shop's oxygen\acetylene welding porta pack, Dorian initially used a leaf blower to inflate the balloon whilst I filled a large balloon with a mixture of the gas then stood well away whilst Dorian heated up the air inside, once the tethered balloon started to lift I tied the gas filled balloon to the hot air balloon then lit its glow cord fuse tied to a length of petrol soaked string with match heads then lit the hexamine powder.

The burning hexamine certainly produced more than enough heat judging by the way the balloon ascended into the night. Watching it was such a beautiful sight rather like a Chinese sky lantern only bigger carrying an acetylene bomb aloft.

We all stood watching its flight into the night sky for what must have been several minutes becoming disappointed when the light from the burning hexamine dimmed as the fuel became exhausted when there was a brilliant flash followed seconds later by a loud boom as the gas filled balloon exploded high in the sky.

We finally bedded down for the night & on reflection it had been a good year so far tinged with the sadness of what may be our last weekend on the island, we could wish for more but it wouldn't be the same what with cold days, dark evenings & a cold river & yet my mind was already thinking about perhaps a final visit on bonfire night whereby we could all enjoy a good fireworks party with another hot air balloon taking an acetylene bomb balloon up into the sky.

Our thoughts went to the first part of the autumn term for the youngsters Duke of Edinburgh's award expedition training walks & camp outs & the second half of the term will be their Royal Life Saving Society bronze medallion courses in the pool taking the youngsters up to Christmas plus there's the Reading toy run in December for our motorcycles, all these thought went through my head until I faded away into sleep.

The following morning we rose late, rather like taking a Sunday lie in when we slowly crept out of our sleeping bags & donned our swimsuits for a last circumnavigation swim around the island, in many ways I wished that John was here to enjoy these special days but he was busy with his team getting the Boeing 707 ready for its airworthiness certification prior to its flight to Australia.

We either jumped or dived off the swimming hole tree or the grass bank beside the tree whilst several pedestrians, mountain bike riders & dog walkers watched us from the opposite bank & everyone felt the water's almost icy caress as soon as they entered with both Dylan & Robbo loudly protesting as they hadn't yet even begun to acclimatize to UK weather & even Vivian protested about his balls freezing.

The swim was at a gentle pace with frequent stroke & position changes aided by Vicky having brought along the Leisure centre's water polo ball leaving only Don & Ted manning the British army field kitchen as Rick tended the fire heating up the tin can billy cans of water.

We exited the water by the swimming hole tree to Rick's welcome stirrup pump warm showers, dried off & queued up with our mess tins, mugs & cutlery for our full English breakfasts still wearing our swimsuits during this fine warm Indian summer morning which felt like those days of a few weeks previously when I thought to myself. "Has this really got to be the last weekend of the year or can we get another one whilst this Indian summer weather continues, we would have to take a vote on this & ask the youngsters? Meanwhile I decided to send John a text.

Striking camp this time became a poignant occasion as it would be almost half a year before we returned although Dylan & Robbo would be spending the following weekends on their D of E expedition training with the school's air cadet unit. I had worked with their teacher looking through the local Ordnance Survey maps working out suitable routes when I thought about giving the college's bursar a call about arranging for them to stay on the island. He was pleased to accommodate them on the island & would lay on the college's old ship's lifeboat for use as a ferry asking that the cadets don't disturb the occupants of any canal boats moored on the island, I thought. `Fat chance of that,' keeping my thought to myself.

Ryan started another year of day release at Langley College to upgrade his motorcycle mechanic's qualifications added to which Suzuki themselves were doing heritage model courses for their dealer staff. I saw this as a really good step in the right direction owing to the fact that their historic models were made more than a generation ago & it was this generation's teenagers now commencing their careers who would need guidance on the machines which my generation worked on.

It was good that our little band of privateers are capable of running such courses at a local level but having the machine's makers do it definitely looked like the right move on their part plus having both Cycleserv in Australia & Eclassicbike.com in New Zealand producing excellent copies of factory workshop manuals under their own covers was another good move considering the high costs of genuine factory manuals.

Rose busied herself looking through Rick's computer through Autotrader when she saw the advert for a 1978 Toyota Starlet, it seemed as though she had a soft spot for these cars, understandable as her one was so reliable, with her money she could buy any car she wanted & yet she chose a car almost 30 years old with a one litre engine, a runabout or shopping jeep. As this car was in Reading, she rang the number & arranged a viewing for that afternoon.

Ollie led both Dylan & Robbo into the thicket which covered the northern end of the island so both of them would experience sex with a male hermaphrodite, Ollie's breasts began leaking his breast milk out of his nipples & started trickling down his chest when they both latched onto a nipple each & began suckling him after they all stripped naked. Ollie's huge rock hard throbbing cock began copiously leaking pre-cum dripping onto the ground & the aroma of his female pussy scents wafted all around them when Dylan plunged his cock in first followed by Robbo plunging inside his female pussy under his balls & within moments both of them shot their loads inside him triggering his spectacular simultaneous gushing orgasms whilst being sprayed with breast milk releasing a torrent of cum & his juices when they both pulled out followed by licking milk from each others bodies.

Dylan's breast growth had already reached a tight fitting A cup with large pointed breast buds owing to the Noogleberry sessions & large doses of supplements whereas with Robbo it was his breast buds which started to enlarge although both were already experiencing more sensitivity within their breasts so the signs were looking good plus it was nice to see the 3 of them bonding together.

After we finally left the island, we drove to the outskirts of Reading to a residential area near to Cox's & found the house further along the lane. It was a small brick built bungalow with tidy gardens with a drive leading to a large brick built flat roofed triple sized garage. The elderly lady opened the door & Rose introduced both herself & her son then got down to the business of clinching the deal for her car.

She led them to her garage which when opened revealed a small engineering machine shop locked in time with machine tools covered in dust, the car was parked to one side with a cover draped over it, she pulled the cover off revealing a gleaming light blue Toyota Starlet with 2 months tax remaining on the tax disc with an immaculate interior. This car was certainly well maintained & the bonnet was lifted revealing an immaculately detailed engine compartment, in short, this was a car dealers or collectors dream with only 16,000 miles on the clock. She sat in the car which started on the button right away & ran sweetly yet tears flooded her eyes knowing she was starting her beloved car for her last time, in her mind she knew full well that she was still healthy enough to drive despite a new doctor at her doctor's surgery failing her driver's medical examination owing to eye cataracts when she suddenly burst out crying loudly venting out all the world's ills with her tears & slamming her fist onto the steering wheel in a frenzy.

This became a situation requiring compassionate handling aided by a proper cup of tea. Rose & her son accompanied by Jane accompanied her into the house with Jane immediately putting on the kettle then warming up her fine bone china teapot from the hot tap then taking out some British Airways earl grey tea with a squeeze bottle containing honey from the island's beehive. Jane observed the proper rituals for making a pot of fine English tea when she found that there wasn't enough milk for everyone when she quietly left the room & expressed some of her breast milk into her Nalgene container.

"Oh my, you really do know how to make a proper cup of tea Miss whoever you are," "Rose replied. "Jane's a supervisor air hostess for British Airways which like BOAC from bygone days takes good care of you; she certainly has with my boy & me on our recent flight from Australia."

She looked at Rose intently yet it was Robbo who awakened long lost desires in her, every inch of him resembled her first love, a young blond RAF Spitfire pilot who drove an MG sports car barely out of his 18th year during the summer of 1940, a young replacement pilot fresh out of training with barely 20 flying hours who bagged 2 M E 109's above the fields of Kent before running out of ammunition, his thumb too long on the trigger button, now left with no ammunition to defend himself from the seasoned pilot now pursuing him with death defying maneuvers across the skies when the Spitfire's engine coughed then belched out black smoke from the exhaust stubs before stalling, its carburettur having flooded the engine with fuel when the 109's well aimed 20mm cannon shells slammed into the engine compartment rupturing the fuel tank, fuel & coolant pipes & smashing into the engine as the aircraft erupted into a huge fireball immediately incinerating the young pilot who never bailed out only for the aircraft to slam deep into the ground.

Her memories of this young man from over 65 years ago were still fresh in her mind as all the men she met including the one she married never even came close to this young teenager in bed & now it was young Robbo who awakened those memories, a young 15 year old boy from across the miles who resembled this pilot & may even be reincarnated from him when their eyes met & they fell into a lasting hug as she wildly planted him with a succession of kisses.

This was certainly a highly unusual meeting for viewing & buying a car & thankfully the sale went smoothly. Rose decided to pay her an amount equal to what the car could fetch at auction with a collector paying for the car plus the auction house's commission which she saw as the decent thing to be doing as well as undertaking a promise to care for the vehicle, for her it would be a sad & poignant end to a chapter in her life as she passed over the folder containing the documents & entire history of the vehicle.

We left driving towards the motorway junction with Rose driving the Toyota with Robbo in the passenger seat, he turned on the radio finding it was tuned to Classic Gold on 1431 KHz when the Electric light orchestra's album track came on, it was Calling America.

Hearing this record from 20 years ago certainly gave me a huge buzz as I followed in the Cortina estate especially as I haven't heard it again for many years, so much so we were euphoric bopping away in our seats.

We arrived home to the hustle & bustle of having to do several washing machine loads, drying out & sorting out our clothes, meanwhile the British army field kitchen was still in the back of the Cortina estate which proved a godsend with the number of mouths to feed, especially as we were cooking a full Sunday roast, thankfully the women rose to the challenge whilst the youngsters chipped in preparing the food.

Everyone ate a really good traditional Sunday roast although the house was overcrowded during this time with some eating out of plates whilst others ate from their mess tins, having the British army field kitchen here certainly made life easier for the cooks but it also meant we had our last weekend of the year on the Island with the 3 vessels moving to their winter moorings to avoid the winter floods & Rick spending the winter in Melbourne with his sister.

The youngsters D of E training expeditions became the highlight of their autumn weeks & thankfully they had good weather. They certainly learned self sufficiency & honed their map reading skills on those weekends. Every one of us missed seeing these youngsters scantily clad in their raunchy see through clothes now that they wore winter clothes with the only visible skin being their faces & sometimes their hands. During the evenings spent indoors they were scantily clad wearing speedos with either see through nylon vests or sheer nylon mesh tee shirts whilst some wore stockings & suspenders, baby doll nighties & bras.

It was Zena who arranged for a 5 gallon tub of Garden of Eden fruit juice concentrate beamed down from the Antares into my back garden making her very popular indeed, this happened after I sourced a suitable food grade container as having one of theirs could possibly raise unwanted questions. The concentrate came in powder form with separately printed instructions to add water in certain amounts, the normal ratio makes a drink equal to freshly squeezed juice, less water makes smoothies & Zena with her devious mind started making the most amazing smoothies with breast milk instead. A lot of parents on her world serve this smoothie to their kids, many of who take drinks bottles containing this drink to school in their lunch bags & unlike our world, their population never forgets the taste of breast milk.

She already mixed up a gallon container & cooled it in the fridge to serve everyone with the Sunday roast & OMG, this drink got some unbelievable reactions from everyone, so much so that I can't envisage the large container of powder lasting very long & you just can't go to your local hypermarket to buy some more.

The October half term holiday seemed to arrive very quickly bringing with it the D of E expedition section where both Vicky & I went to see them off especially as she would be training this group for their Royal Life Saving Society bronze medallions during the latter half of the school term. Both Robbo & Dylan done well on their training as had the other 6 cadets from the school, each pair of cadets shared one of the school's Vango Force Ten tents, a Trangia 27 cook set with its alcohol burner & a litre of fuel. I can see why the D of E has long specified these cookers which are both reliable, foolproof & just don't go wrong unless someone forgets to remove the O ring from the cap when dousing the flame resulting in a fuel leak plus each cadet had one MOD 24 hour ration pack with a litre of water. A teacher arranged checkpoints en route for safety where they can replenish any food, water & supplies. I could see Robbo being very popular on the expedition having bought a bottle of HP sauce & a few jars of Vegemite to pep their meals up with whereas Dylan bought 3 bags of Portuguese Rocha pears.

I drove them to the school with their kit to a greeting from their form teacher shaking hands & discussing pleasantries over coffee. Each cadet wore camouflage trousers with either SAS or Royal Marine arctic windproof camouflage smocks, boots & their ATC berets. There was no doubting I was looking at a closely bonded team of 8 teenagers from year 10 comprising an equal number of both boys & girls.

In just those few weeks since their arrival both Dylan & Robbo's regime of supplements & Noogleberry sessions have certainly blossomed them although the hair growth supplements & protein shampoo still had a long way to go to achieve the desired results, Damian's mum reckons their hair should reach their bottoms by the time they're 17. It was their breasts which showed real promise having already grown to a B cup with huge nipples on large pointed mounds giving them really huge nipple pokies & their baggy SAS type windproof smocks certainly didn't conceal their breasts. I have also noticed that smoothies made with either Zoltan's or Zena's breast milk also helped a lot. I watched with pride as those fresh faced teenagers in high spirits departed in the school's minibus hearing their farewell cat calls as the vehicle left.

They made camp on the island as arranged which bore the touches of autumn with leaves having changed colour & falling off the trees, it looked deserted owing to the canal boats having left & where youthful voices once sounded with the joys of summer, the only sounds were the breeze through the trees & falling leaves, even the swimming hole tree resembled an ancient fallen monolith jutting out from the west bank over the backwater. It was only a matter of time when, like some truth or dare game having made camp & ate their evening meals that all 8 of them stripped naked & dived into the cold waters only to surface, quickly swim back to the bank & run back to their encampment. Fortunately Justin had prepared for this by lighting the fire beforehand warming up the water in the large tin can billy cans & a huge ex military cooking pot on top of the fire grate & using Rick's stirrup pump, a relic from the Blitz used for dealing with incendiary bombs & small fires. He hosed them down with warm water then directed them to sit on a log close by feeling its warming caress on their towel covered bodies which he filmed with his camcorder.

Having changed into warm clothes, everyone sat around the fire but tired teenage bodies soon drove them into their tents leaving Justin sat alone tending the fire when he called me at home, having been tasked to look after the island, the poor lonely heart craved companionship.

Luke already had his bug out bag packed & volunteered to go, Justin already had his tent erected on the island making life easier & 20 minutes later I drove Luke to the island to see Justin waiting to ferry us onto the island.

He already had jacket potatoes & baked beans cooked on the fire plus he boiled water for our mugs of British Airways coffee sweetened with the island's honey & whitened with his breast milk.

I left Luke on the island knowing that within minutes the pair of them would be sinking their cocks into each others rear pussy holes as well as lovingly caressing each other with Luke nursing his nightcap from Justin's breasts.

Robbo had paired up with Jenny, a girl who had the reputation of being the class dyke, during the day they worked well together as a pair & would be sleeping together in their tent.

Once again the island became a scene of sucking & fucking inside their tents as everyone had sex with their partners. Jenny certainly gave Robbo's developing pointed & budding breasts with hugely long fat nipples a good sucking drawing out the first of his milk drops then guided his huge cock inside her pussy having waited weeks for this moment, Damian's mum's supplements with the Noogleberry sessions & another item she was trialing was a hypnotic computer programme loaded onto his laptop which played binaural beats to develop his feminine breasts & increase the size of his cock taking it to 8.5 inches with a 2 inch shaft & a huge head. Jenny certainly found his cock a tight fit inside her pussy as it was the largest one she's taken so far & she's no stranger to 7 or 8 inch teenage cocks either.

His mum's love for her son aided by her being a highly experienced life coach had developed & finely honed Robbo's skills in bed, he pistoned into her slowly stopping to contain his impending orgasm & sucking her breasts whilst also taking her through a few gushing orgasms herself & when he did finally come it felt like the mother load gushing inside her

Dylan too was also having an equally raunchy session with Danielle added to which she was also lactating, brought on by her incestuous relationship with her younger 14 year old brother who literally spent ages sucking his sister's breasts daily. They both slept together in a double bed & always naked & her nightcaps of breast milk given to her brother certainly aided his restful sleep which was also about to aid Dylan's peaceful night when the unthinkable happened.

Everyone's sexual activities came to a sudden stop as the island became illuminated in bright lights with an eerie sounding noise overhead, both Robbo & Dylan unzipped their tents looking up at the lights & immediately knew what the large triangular shaped craft estimated at about 300 feet across was having seen the recognition chart on the bridge of the Antares. Dylan barked out. "Everyone keep still! Don't move & douse the lights, that's a TR-3B."

The huge triangular shaped craft just seemed to float in the air, Luke whispered to Justin. "Only a balloon or an airship could do that," except this was no balloon or airship. Both Dylan & Robbo pressed the red buttons on their Tokyo Spider mobile phones whilst watching the craft hover slowly overhead to finally land on the runway switching off its powerful lights leaving a single red rotating beacon on top illuminated. They watched intently for several minutes whilst lying flat on the ground when a door opened & a human shaped figure walked out onto the grass & started looking all around when suddenly Dylan's mobile phone rang attracting the human shaped figure's intense gaze.

Another person exited the craft & meanwhile Justin, wearing only tee shirt & shorts exhibiting prominent fresh breast milk & spunk leakages joined both Dylan & Robbo as they lay flat on the ground observing the craft & its occupants. Justin fortunately carried with him an identical night vision device to Vivian's having previously been passed the contact details of the security company which sold them.

He carefully studied the figure when a second figure joined him, passing the night vision device to Dylan he whispered. "Take a look & see what you make of it," Dylan looked intently & passed the device to Robbo, both of them had immediately recognized the figures & concurred they were men in black when a third figure joined them, this one wore combat fatigues & was armed with a US CAR15 short silenced carbine, Robbo carefully studied the soldier? Having the presence of mind to link the device up to his Tokyo spider & beamed the image up to the Antares, a few moments later a text message appeared which read. `US special forces.'

Justin suddenly got up barking out. "Wait here!" dived into the backwater & swam across; he walked right up to them sensing their intense gaze on him, as he stood before them he opened with a tirade saying.

"This is a private airstrip which requires a prior permit to land here, clearly you do not have this therefore I suggest you depart right now to avoid any further consequences," the soldier replied. "Maam, who do you think you are addressing us like that," "I represent the organization which owns this piece of land," pointing to the church saying. "See that church over there on top of the hill, behind it is the school which owns this place which you would have seen before you landed, now get the hell out of here before you have an inquisitive crowd of students come to look at your aircraft, good day to you sir." Then he turned & walked away, dived into the backwater & stood watching from the island's bank beside the swimming hole tree then waved goodbye to the soldier who returned his wave & boarded the aircraft with his 2 accomplices, the door closed & the aircraft rose gently into the air to about 1,000 feet & in the blink of an eye sped westwards across the sky.

The following morning they cooked their breakfasts on their Trangia cookers then struck camp, waiting to ferry them back onto the mainland was the college's lifeboat which ferried them across leaving them to walk the last few miles to their pick up point at Henley on Thames & the school's minibus

Now back at school, both Dylan & Robbo started their Bronze medallion training with Jordan as their instructor under Vicky's watchful gaze. Part of their first session in the pool was in the presence of the new site manager who certainly noticed & commented on both Dylan & Robbo's breasts suggesting they should be wearing tee shirts when Vicky replied stating that both her students are exhibiting pubertal gynocomastia which silenced him somewhat. The 4 girls wore their school's one piece swimsuits instead of their usual string bikinis & the 4 boys wore jammers instead of speedos which definitely wont hide their bulges & neither would speedos for that matter although the incident rescue & timed swim & tow parts of the exam calls for students to start those sections dressed in long sleeve shirt & trousers for boys & skirt & blouse for the girls.

Their ground & first aid training took place in the centre's conference room; I looked in for a brief visit & saw that the course was certainly being conducted professionally & spoke briefly to the local area coordinator woman who was certainly impressed that the entire course consisted of D of E students from the same school & gave the students their opening address, the next time they'll see her would be on their course's last day.

The few weeks to December just seemed to fly by. Homework certainly kept both Dylan & Robbo busy as they had a lot of catching up to challenge them, meanwhile we were finally fettling our motorcycles for the impending Reading toy run & working out a list of presents to give the underprivileged children.

Both Melanie & Rose spent ages tidying up the Wentworth Avenue house after the decorators had finished with the lads helping out setting up the furniture & installing the largest flat screen TV which money can buy in the living room. The thing which challenged us was Rose insisting on having an Aga solid fuelled cooker installed in the kitchen, these cookers are really old school but so is Rose & she's the one calling the shots on this one. Both Jimmy & his cousin Luke also moved there after the decorators converted a spare room into their bedroom which had a luxurious double bed installed, both lads were so close now especially with their incestuous relationship they couldn't be parted now & they both shared everything. Luke was counting down the days to his 16th birthday when he could legally ride a moped, 50cc motorcycle or rev & go scooter.

The other item Luke was looking forward to was counting down to his National Pool lifeguard qualification, with his birthday on St David's day, Vicky loaded him onto the February 2007 course & arranged for him to commence the centre's staff training sessions which were also being run at the Langley leisure centre by Adam, a young freshly qualified trainer assessor in his 20's, it was him who decided to initially conduct his pool test which he sailed through apart from the deep water vice grip & shallow water bear hug spinal injury turns for which he hadn't received any tuition, nevertheless Adam was pleasantly surprised that his swimming & towing skills were good & put him through both timed swim tests which he passed with flying colours although he did comment having noticed his stab wound scar.

Adam spoke to me in the foyer with a pleasing tone saying. "Your boy's very keen, he `s a good strong swimmer who's confidently passed some of our pool tests, I understand his birthday comes after the half term holidays so what we'll do there is he'll take his exam at a later date using a different exam form & I'll ask the assessor to date & submit this with our retests as we're bound to get some, I feel sure we can give him a birthday to remember as there's nothing to say he can't undertake training before then."

Both Dylan & Robbo together with their mums with Zoltan, Luke, Jimmy & Zena were beamed up on board the Antares where they were led to the officers dining hall, over coffees & snacks everyone sat at a table with Captain Smada & First Officer Julius Roht who had the appearance of a man in his early thirties & spoke with a different accent. This meeting was convened to record the encounter with the TR-3B at The Lynch during the October half term weekend to be entered into the ship's incident log. Statements were taken & everyone was shown the TR-3B from the ship's recognition chart which was unanimously confirmed. The verdict finally entered on the report stated. `Very close encounter-no persons harmed'.

The arrival of the English winter weather saw everyone well wrapped up in warm clothing & those who really suffered were the recent arrivals from Australia, there's an old saying out there that part of a person's acclimatization is the thinning of blood, everyone here wore warm jackets, wooly hats, gloves & scarves outside just to keep warm & yet inside both houses which were thankfully nice & warm thankful to their Baxi Bermuda back boiler gas central heating systems plus the garages at both Vivian's & the Wentworth avenue properties were also heated, this wasn't the case with my garage which used a large space heater fuelled by propane so at least the motorcycles could be worked on. The work at both Honda & Suzuki motorcycle shops had tailed off owing to the winter so the mainstay was commuters who rode all year round & we were glad to receive the students from Langley college into our workshops which definitely was a good education for them as they began honing their skills under our guidance, they were all keen lads who loved what they were doing & if we could sponsor one we would but being fully staffed put paid to that.

There was one girl on the course who expressed a wish to ride in the Reading toy run but all she owned was a beat up old rev & go Suzuki CL50D 50cc Love scooter and every machine on our patch was spoken for, it was what she said next that had our brain cells ticking when she said. "There's an old bike from the war which belonged to my grandfather which is buried under loads of junk in his garage but he's too old to dig it out now."

I suddenly recalled that she was the girl riding her mountain bike in the High Street wearing her white frilly lace micro sun dress with whoever looked seeing her pink panties.

I looked around all the fresh faced youngsters immediately realizing there's an entire team here willing to get stuck in so I called a halt & announced.

"Young Pauline here wishes to ride in the toy run but her only available machine is buried in her grandfather's garage, can I call on you lot to help her out, dig the bike out & bring it here on Saturday," surprisingly I received a unanimous yes.

We convened outside the garage whilst Pauline opened it revealing an old Morris Oxford from the 1960's under a dust sheet with boxes piled on top of the car plus all sorts of junk piled beside on both sides, Rick, the eldest one at 23 took charge & they had cleared enough away to gain access into the car, as would be expected all the tyres were flat. The lads had cleared enough away to allow me to use the portable air compressor with a long extension lead run to the house to inflate the tyres, although the car was in gear, luckily the handbrake wasn't applied & with more junk cleared away we were able to finally push the car out of the garage & onto the next task of clearing away whatever was on top to finally reveal a Royal Enfield 350cc WD CO in its military green paintwork, although both tyres were flat, the wheels still turned & most surprising of all, the engine still turned over on the kick starter, things were looking up for Pauline as we loaded it onto the Honda dealer's pickup, replaced the contents of the garage & drove to the Suzuki workshop.

No sooner had the motorcycle been unloaded; Pauline couldn't resist the temptation to attempt starting it. Dorian poured a small amount of fuel in the tank, opened the fuel tap, primed the carburettur, set the choke & magneto levers' leaving Pauline to attempt starting it, after umpteen kicks & almost breaking out in a sweat it was time to investigate. Dorian unscrewed the spark plug & kicked the engine over looking for a spark quickly determining there was none, he quickly unclipped the magdyno's contact breaker cover revealing its face cam points, cleaned them up with a folded piece of wet & dry paper then checked for a spark, after a few kicks everyone saw the healthy spark jump from the lead to the cylinder head, he replaced the plug after a spell in their Champion spark plug sandblasting machine, connected it up & kicked the engine over which fired up straight away blasting years of crap out from the silencer with loads of rust falling onto the floor & stinking out the workshop. The engine certainly wasn't running sweetly with the carburettur constantly spitting back denoting a weak mixture with furred up jets being the likely cause & having to hang the slide on the cable as the engine refused to idle. The one noise which concerned Dorian was the loud knock emanating from the engine; he took out his KD tools stethoscope with its 2 long screwed prods which worked as a sounding rod listening at various points around the crankcase then delivered his verdict saying. "Bad news miss, the large end bearing's shot," Pauline's expression said it all as she became crestfallen, that's when he called me asking. "Tom, I need a really big favour, one of the students has brought her ex military Royal Enfield here wanting to use it in the toy run, problem is we're looking at a total rebuild paid for by the lotto cracker account & there's only 3 weeks to get her bike ready."

I replied. "Let's do it as it will certainly challenge the whole team."

Dorian announced. "Right team, we have only 3 weeks to finish Pauline's bike in time for the toy run, Rick, I want you to organize your team on this one."

The following day the team had the entire machine stripped right down to its last nut & bolt, Rick brought in a device he fashioned from an old vibrating sander with an old cooking pot screwed onto its business end which sat inside a folding small steel 4 legged stool like structure, the pot contained sandblasting grit, all the nuts & bolts &c were mixed in with the grit & the machine was switched on & left running overnight. The following morning Rick retrieved all the nuts & bolts from the grit amazing everyone at their cleanliness before loading the pot with a second lot & switching the machine back on. This was a learning curve for both Dorian & I that this simple home made machine of Rick's delivered the goods.

All the painted parts including the wheels were taken to Cox's in reading for shot blasting & repainting in military green, meanwhile Pauline got to work cataloguing the spare parts list after having received a photocopy of the spare parts catalogue in the mail & she actually managed to turn up its British army WW2 workshop manual publication. Meanwhile old Sam tackled stripping down the engine, parted the flywheels in the press then closely examined the con rod & big end bearing checking it for truth on an old surface plate, checked the Alpha bearings catalogue then added the bearing & valves to the list. Meanwhile Pauline wrote up the email & sent it off to Hitchcock's, Burton & son & Hawkshaw's with another email to Thornton's requesting them to supply a first oversize piston, meanwhile I spent a day at the Honda dealer checking through their MOT records to see if a similar machine has been tested in the last few years which revealed nothing which meant doing internet searches to find out the weight of the machine which proved more successful, from that & asking for Pauline's weight I was able to determine the minimum brake efficiency figures for a pass.

My next task was to transfer some of the cable stocks with the container of cable components, solder, flux &c to the Suzuki shop for Ryan to make up the control cables by copying the originals with Wayne turning the clutch & front brake cable adjusters from a billet of stainless steel on the shop's lathe & a very nice job he made of those too. His mum cooked our lunches & kept everyone supplied with coffee whilst Zoltan constructed the wiring loom & had the magdyno sent off for overhaul. Those days just flew by & there were times when we wondered if we'd ever finish Pauline's bike on time, thankfully the team rose to the challenge with a few late nights & we were on tenterhooks waiting for the speedo cable to arrive. It looked for all the world that we'd have to fit the speedo cable after the ride but Rick's badgering the company which makes them managed to receive it on the Friday morning before the event.

It was quite an occasion watching Pauline start up her machine for the first time in many years watched by Pauline's grandfather which brought tears to his eyes & he became speechless although you could see the pride in his eyes, we had pooled our resources together to deliver a nicely restored machine worthy of its place in the toy run when she rode it to the Honda dealer for me to perform the MOT test & surprisingly the figures we obtained for the test results weren't that far out although the bike's brake test results were above the minimums required which were entered quietly into my filofax for another day.

Even Pauline didn't miss out on having sex during sleepovers, her huge cock was at full mast tenting out her jeans leaking her pre-cum into her panties as she immediately took a shining to Zena & became amazed as not only does Zena have a pussy, she also has a huge cock & balls & she certainly gave her a night of raunchy sex to remember for the rest of her life as not only did Pauline blast several huge loads of spunk inside her & lovingly nursed her with her deliciously tasting breast milk, she ate out Zena's pussy & gave her a blow job to remember plus having raunchy sex with all the boys mums into the bargain.

She loved our practice of being scantily clad in our houses & having raunchy sex with the Australian teenagers plus joining in wearing only her sheer black thong bikini, never one to shirk from her chores Pauline also spent loads of time in the kitchen preparing & cooking our meals, doing the dishes & generally keeping the house clean & tidy & having watched the videos taken of the group on the island, she couldn't wait for summer to come around when she'll be joining us.

The day finally arrived for the Reading toy run having spent the last few days fettling the motorcycles, Pauline would to all intents & purposes be running in a re-machined engine which wasn't an issue as there were 5 BSA Bantams, 2 Honda 49cc C100 cubs, the Honda XL250 Motosport & 2 twin shock Honda XR250's with Jack joining us with his one, one BSA C15, one NSU max, a Honda CB100K0 & CB125S, a BSA M20 WW2 warhorse, Ryan's 50cc Suzuki MD sportsman which thanks to Dorian tracking down a copy of a Suzuki old to new part number conversion list made sourcing parts a lot easier. Dorian also persuaded the owners of both the Suzuki T500 Cobra & T20 Super six to join us & even Vivian joined the field with a rare Honda CB350 four.

Thankfully Vivian had notified the cops of our motorcade in advance & thanks to him he done a wonderful job but what surprised us was the motorcade became far bigger than anyone anticipated which could only have happened when some of the locals read the article in the local paper & now we had a convoy stretching back a half mile with several pick up trucks from the other local dealers carrying the presents led by Mark's sister Kim driving the film crew's Trotters independent trading company 1967 Reliant regal van in front of the Honda dealer's pick up truck, there were so many presents that Jordan thankfully arranged for Honda UK's Mercedes sprinter van with a lad who we called Stevie Bingo driving & even his workmates also threw in a few presents.

The day went well for everyone giving those kids a bumper Christmas with another bonus which was unexpected, especially from Jimmy who presented them with a lottery ticket which won the big one, I began to suspect that both Zoltan & Zena had a hand in this which certainly turned out to be the case when he departed with them on the Antares to their world & his waiting cadetship training.

They did leave us an interesting device resembling a TV's satellite dish with its box of tricks which can be linked up to any one of the laptops or a computer for a communications link between both planets.

What surprised us all was all the video calls which followed took place in real time, a miracle considering the distance between both worlds is measured in light years, I expect both Jimmy & Zoltan will be popping in once in a while proudly wearing a uniform with their child.

Just before Christmas I, along with their form teacher who's also their squadron's C O had the pleasure of watching both Dylan & Robbo take their Royal Life Saving Society Bronze Medallion exams at the local leisure centre with 6 others from the school's Air Training Corps cadet squadron. Vicky had done a wonderful job of training those youngsters & they all swam wonderfully, just like competitive swimmers which showed just how much time she put into their course but it was more than that. Despite their almost constant flow of one line jokes showing just how confident these youngsters were, they were very professional with their resuscitation techniques on the resuscitation dummy & answered all their questions correctly.

Now all 8 of them expressed a wish to swim the famous Windsor Lock to Lock course which was last swam by members of the Windsor club in 1988. Part of this course is now swum annually as part of the Royal Windsor Triathlon & there's also a memorial plaque on the course stating the bathing regulations for Eton college boys at a section known as the Athens bank dated 1921.

They will be swimming on a historic course with the aim of raising money for charity & now there was 7 months distance training ahead to prepare them for the 2 miles & 572 yards course. Just watching them in the water I have every confidence in those youngsters but there's more?

Both Dylan & Robbo had previously trialed the Squadron's restored international K2 racing kayak on the river following extensive repairs to the hull plus badgering me to replace the rudder control cables & repair the rudder.

I had to admit the squadron has done a fine job of restoring that classic boat aided by the help of the school's woodwork teacher. Built by Jenkins & Lancefield almost a half century ago and having contested at least a dozen Devizes to Westminster junior doubles kayak races, their Moonraker model is without doubt a fine boat & now they have a number of races ahead during the Spring term in preparation for the Devizes to Westminster Junior doubles canoe race for their sporting section of the Duke of Edinburgh's award, with the boat's 22 feet length, the School's Ford transit minibus would be used for their adventures transporting their boat on the roof rack.

Jimmy's absence certainly left a huge emptiness in the house, his bedroom was kept tidy & cleaned daily yet no one slept in that that bed. The room was likened to his personal shrine with everything in its rightful place, his backpack ready for a visit to the island stood in the corner, his alarm clock dutifully recording the time with the ringer switched off & yet it looked for all the world as though he would just turn the key & re enter the house at any minute.

Both Dylan & Robbo proudly received their Bronze medallions at their school during morning assembly when Vicky rang me at home just before the February half term holidays upsetting their plans for training days in the Moonraker.

She was pulling her hair out trying to find places for the National Pool Lifeguard course due to run at Langley leisure centre when I thought about it as both Dylan & Robbo's 16th birthdays were in March, as they were both in the living room I put the suggestion to them & they eagerly wanted to go on the course thus putting aside any training in the Moonraker for a whole week.

Both Robbo & Dylan either shared beds with their mums or each other, whenever they did this it seemed as though the whole house shook every time they had the most raunchy sex together added by whatever noises issued from their mouths but there was more to them than meets the eye. Between them they had formed the closest bond I have ever seen amongst teenagers, to think just a few months ago they were a pair of strange lads who never even met. It was those darkest days in the youth prison which forged their bonds which would last a lifetime. Now both lads trained hard together in the boat & were doing well in the waterside series of kayak races making both their school & air cadet unit proud.

The half term week came & went during which they both applied for their moped licences & passed their pool lifeguard training with flying colours but with almost a month's wait to their Birthdays, both Adam & Vicky slotted them in for one staff training session each at Langley & Montem which was entered in their training logs for their exam which they both passed with flying colours making them, their school, air cadet unit & mothers proud.

Just before Easter both Jimmy & Zoltan beamed down into my back garden with Zena with their infant love child son from the Antares but the biggest surprise for all of us was Jimmy's transformation resembling an older sister to Zena apart from his face remaining the same with softer skin, instead of his hunky male teenage form he was now a stunningly beautiful blond woman with C or D cup breasts with huge nipples as big & as long as my thumb tenting out his sheer black skin tight nylon tee shirt sporting wet patches owing to his nipples leaking every time they got hard or whenever he became excited plus he also breast feeds their son. He also sported his now 9 inch soft log like cock forming a huge bulge in his tiny booty shorts but the real surprise was he became a true hermaphrodite with both fully functioning male & female packages who could also impregnate himself & we were all gob smacked.

Jimmy recounted undergoing a simple procedure whereby all of his female parts including his womb were grown in a laboratory & surgically joined inside him, as their surgical techniques are way more advanced than ours this his surgery went without a hitch then once healed his own hormones began a second puberty thus creating the perfect hermaphrodite

The other issue was that Jimmy's entire wardrobe would need replacing & the first thing he did was put out his entire wardrobe to pass on to the others then I gave him a lift into town to go shopping for his (her) new wardrobe.

He spent time in my garage cleaning his Yamaha XT500 trail bike, started it up & took it out for his last ride then phoned me asking to collect him from the Honda dealer, in a way I should have seen this coming as he was now one of them.

We've never had an Easter camp on the island so this one would be our first & thankfully all 3 vessels had returned to the island after having spent the winter away from the river & a quick phone call to Rick set it up. Both Dylan & Robbo won't be there as they were entered for the Devizes to Westminster junior doubles canoe race although we would have the satisfaction of watching them pass by on the second leg of the race from Newbury to Marlow.

It really was hustle & bustle checking our kit & getting ready for the weekend & Jimmy was his old self once again as to him the island was like a second home, I could sense he really would be missing the place although he certainly would be having lots of pleasant memories but his place was now with Zoltan & their love child plus he was doing really well at his cadetship training with his place on their exploration ship Nautilus now assured.

I had to wonder why a spaceship was named after 2 famous submarines & thankfully Jimmy put us right on that one as both submarines explored the depths of the oceans whilst the ship was tasked with exploring the depths of space & they had already placed their communications satellite in earth orbit & this time we now had a direct link to their planet's phone network which we could dial from a mobile phone & also link our computers with theirs at the other end & even call them on Skype, things were looking up.

Both John & Robert left for Australia in the New Year & spent time fettling Robert's father's 1936 Norton race bike with a number of test rides at the Calder raceway in preparation for the historic event at Phillip Island with Matt in the saddle gaining a bronze replica in the race. Now the bike was languishing in a crate somewhere on a container ship on her way here for the Isle of Man TT parade lap having last raced there in 1939.

The weather that week was nice & sunny which the forecasters said would continue till well after the weekend, the days became like early summer days with a possible chance of the river starting to warm up. With work finished on the Thursday & everyone packed & ready our motorcade set off for the island.

The 3 vessels were waiting for us on the college's river frontage & I boarded the Countess of Clewer skippered by Rick & with everyone on board our flotilla set off for the Lynch, that magical island so beloved of everyone now coming to life with leaves & blossoms sprouting on the trees & the grass starting to grow again, we all smelled the lovely spring fragrances as we passed the swimming hole tree seeing both Justin & Kyle stood beside the tree wearing only speedos with healthy tans waving to us when Kyle's loud Canadian accented voice boomed out.

"Hurry up as your dinners are already cooked."

14 year old Kyle certainly looked the ideal picture of teenage she male youth stood there in just his red Truwest swimming trunks sporting a huge log like bulge just like Justin sporting at least B cup breasts on his frame with darkened areolas about the size of plastic cups with thumb sized nipples protruding like small boys cocks with his dark blond flowing mane reaching well past his bottom. There was no doubting he's been on an intense programme of supplements, breast massage & Noogleberry sessions.

No sooner had the vessels passed the tree, Kyle ran back with Justin along the track, their breasts bouncing & jiggling to serve everyone the already heated lamb hotpot from both the British army field kitchen & the large cooking pot sat on the fire pit's metal grill with homely looking glowing embers giving off their heat.

Ted's meal was served first which he ate on board the Hand of Glory whilst attending to her steam engine taking a flask of coffee with him when he departed for Reading bridge to collect the latecomers which also served another purpose owing to the time required for getting up steam just for a short trip only to finally vent the steam as the fire slowly burnt itself out & therefore decided to give his vessel a good run but it was more than that as his bedroom would become Jimmy & Zoltan's bridal suite for the weekend with a cot for their love child thankfully picked up by Rick from a car boot sale.

We fumbled in the failing light whilst erecting our huge shelter from a combination of British army bashas, Australian hoochies, Russian Plash Palatkas, ponchos &c finally finished by Rick passing us a huge lightweight nylon tarp for the groundsheet & finally draping camouflage nets over the entire structure making it hard to spot from the river then we chanced our luck at skinnydipping in the cold waters of the backwater.

OMG, the water felt icy despite having warmed up to about 15 degrees C resulting in all the teens getting out within moments of jumping or diving off the swimming hole tree with only Vivian & I completing the circumnavigation of the island, perhaps we had more insulation on our bodies than the teens which helped us swim around the island & we were both definitely seen by a number of people, both from boats & the riverbanks.

Rick & Ted worked frantically to stirrup pump shower everyone & thankfully the US army Puffing Billy done a fine job of warming up a dustbin full of water which quickly went the way of the tin can billy cans giving us the welcome caress of warm water.

Once again the island became a huge orgy of sex but it was more than that as everyone had patiently waited for these moments. I got a phone call asking to collect both Marcia & Matt from Reading, thankfully it was just a simple matter for Ted to add water from the water tank to the boiler & stoke up the fire.

Jimmy certainly was the true surprise as his cock has now grown to the size it was when erect in its soft state & now he carried with him the scents of pussy juices which constantly leaked & trickled down his legs, the tip of his cock was constantly wet with pre-cum leakage which he now leaks huge amounts of & breast milk also constantly drips from his nipples which when in their soft state hang down like small cocks. I learned from Zoltan that his body cycles were becoming primed for sex which would assure his pregnancy, it is also around this time his sexual appetite would indeed become voracious as it was fair to say he was coming into heat.

Ryan's mum arrived in John's Fiat Uno which she had the use of with Vicky who's Sierra Cosworth was at Lucas's garage for maintenance with both Matt's & Damian's mums whilst Damian rode over on his Honda C100 cub giving it its first outing of the year telling us the little bike ran really well accompanied by Ryan riding his Suzuki MD50 for their last rides as both Dylan & Robbo had both turned 16 & would become the proud owners of both machines to ride on their moped licences.

Ted's vessel had to wait at Reading Bridge for Kelly to arrive on the train from London & OMG, he started out wearing his school uniform with his black see through trousers, see through short sleeve blouse with his red see through uplift bra & red Truwest swim briefs which he changed in a toilet for red cocksock briefs which saw his huge teenage pole dangling halfway down his thighs well below the hem of his see through black nylon micro skirt, black sheer stockings & suspenders wearing high heeled shoes carrying his school bag containing his laptop & his school backpack having came straight from school, fortunately Kelly's mum brought his olive green backpack round the night before which was now placed at his bed space in the shelter.

He arrived at Reading reeking of sex, sweat & boy smells with his blouse soaked owing to the amounts of breast milk which squirted out from his huge nipples during his orgasm & his huge cock was still dripping its after leakage of spunk through the nylon sheath onto his stockings after he shagged a 14 year old girl from his school on the train who drank his breast milk through both his blouse & bra & surprisingly for a girl of her age she took all of his fat 10 inches with ease, not only did she have her first intense gushing orgasm which plastered both his package & cocksock briefs to run down his stockinged thighs now mixed with his after leaking spunk she left the train with spunk running out of her pussy & down her stockinged thighs.

He walked towards the Hand of Glory sexily smoking a king sized joint from his long cigarette holder blatantly exhibiting his leakages with the front of his blouse still soaked with breast milk & a large bead of pearly white spunk on the end of his dangling nylon sheathed cock as evidence of the raunchy sex on the crowded train, he boarded the vessel & stood at the stern continuing to smoke his joint as Ted finally cast off & headed for the island.

He dug his mess tins & British Airways cutlery out of his backpack then stripped down to his breast milk soaked bra, cum soaked cocksock briefs & stockings then sauntered over to Justin at the British army field kitchen for his evening meal watered down with a large glass of reconstituted Garden of Eden fruit juice with ice then stripped naked, dived into the backwater off the swimming hole tree & swam round the island despite the cold water, thankfully the tin can billy cans were already full for Rick to give him his stirrup pump shower.

Last to have their meals were Marcia & Justine, the 2 hermaphrodites who arrived in her BMW & after a late evening meal Marcia pounded her monstrously huge long cock into Justine's female pussy at the swimming hole tree flooding her with her huge loads of spunk as her own pussy gushed out giving Justine her simultaneous orgasms with her cock blasting out her huge load of spunk.

The last thing of the evening was watching Jack's cine to video transfer on Rick's large screen TV of those heady days from the 1970's when the locals raced their motorcycles along the Drift Road (a long straight road) to roar past the Royal Forrester Cider house (a pub which served mainly cider) at well over the ton. That road has a series of bumps which at those sorts of speeds produced the most spectacular jumps. Machines on the video were Rob Keen's Norvin, Paddy's Slippery Sam replica Triumph Trident, earlier shots of Paddy showed him racing past on his race kitted & tuned BSA Lightning with a Devimead 750cc conversion cylinder & straight through exhausts. A race kitted 1952 sprung hub Triumph Tiger 100, A local Italian lad on his race replica & kitted 350cc Ducati Sebring, The Museum's Manx Norton & BSA Gold Star, Jack himself riding his 1956 Manx Norton (Triton) powered by a Thruxton tuned 750cc Morgo Triumph engine with another 500cc Manx Norton replica Triton powered by a delta headed pre unit Triumph Tiger 100 engine, A replica two stroke 750cc Kawasaki triple H2R in green meanie colours sporting triple expansion chambers mixing it with a 750cc Suzuki two stroke triple race bike, a teenage Vivian on his Dixon racing Yoshimura Honda 500 four plus a whole gaggle of others, it was almost like watching an Isle of Man TT parade lap from the Highlander pub on the island.

The second cine to video transfer was Jack's 1974 Isle of Man TT video taken from 200 feet of cine film which he shot at the island. There was no doubting that both videos despite being silent films were gems in their own right which were of important historical value as though retrieved from a time capsule & Rick would show these movies several times over the weekend.

When these films were shot Both John & I was living in Australia at the time & missed all the fun as we were both living the down under dream.

The Friday dawned bright & sunny just as the forecasters had promised like a lazy hazy summer's day. We changed into our swimsuits for our morning dip in the backwater finding that the water temperature had rose by a couple of degrees changing it from a near icy caress to a refreshing dip. Once we had all taken the plunge, a circumnavigation of the island was definitely on the cards.

We all swam at a leisurely pace to finish at the swimming hole tree just as the Countess of Clewer departed from the island with Rick at the helm, that's when I suddenly remembered that Vicky had arrived at the college's river frontage with Adam having been invited to a day on the island & suddenly everyone would have to curb their sexual antics as for all we knew he was as straight as a die?

After introductions & Justin serving them hearty breakfasts, by now everyone ate their breakfasts using British Airways cutlery sets thanks to Jane who got wind of one of their periodic clear outs & had a huge stillage load stored in her garage which had to be craned off the delivery truck onto a hydraulic pallet fork lift trolley. I took them both on a guided tour of the island as Vicky reasoned it was best to accompany him.

He was definitely interested in our set up reminding him of those heady days in the army cadets & he was falling in love with this island. He definitely had more than a few suggestions to improve our camp site & our lives. It struck me that he would be a useful lad to have around; the question remained as to whether everyone on the island would come out to him or would he come out to us, if anyone had any inkling it would have to be Vicky & she must have a motive for bringing him here as there was no denying that Adam looked really hot.

It didn't take him long to fathom out that he was in the presence of hermaphrodites & his eyes became glued to the sight of Marcia's huge cock bulging down her thigh like a log in her sheer white summer trousers as well as teenage boys sporting girly breasts with huge nipple pokies tenting out their sheer skin tight players nylon tricot tee shirts.

Andrew lay on Don's bed on board London Pride flat on his back totally naked looking like he's asleep with 2 large Noogleberry breast pump cups on his breasts with Damian's mum having already pumped out his breasts which almost filled the cups looking like huge boobs with his huge nipples actually touching the inside of the clear plastic moulded vacuum cups when Rick brought them each a cup of British Airways coffee whitened with breast milk & chocolate digestive biscuits then returned with his digital camera to take their pictures.

Seeing Andrew sporting huge boobs under those transparent cups looked really hot whilst his cock looked monstrous inside the penis developer tube almost filling out their largest size tube listening to Classic Gold on 1431 KHz on the radio.

Moments later Rick loaded the photos onto his computer & we looked at them in awe as there was no doubting that the results of a combination of supplements, massage oils & Noogleberry sessions produced spectacular results & not only that, his hair has grown out to his waist, his cock became really huge erecting at 9 inches with the huge head almost touching the sides of the foot long transparent tube, his balls are now definitely bigger & he's still only 16.

Adam became shocked at the sight of Jimmy's transformation whilst he was away & thankfully Vicky explained the medical procedures he underwent whilst he was away & yet the sight of him triggered those happy memories of sex together for which he was his only partner & the realization of his partner becoming a hermaphrodite both stunned him & fuelled his lust at the same time.

There was no mistaking Jimmy's thigh scars which he's seen often enough or the huge log like cock packed inside his booty shorts with their tell tale pre-cum wetness. It was his balls which were a different shape with a huge camel toe tenting out his crotch which was constantly soaked with his leaking vaginal fluids which trickled down his thighs & his boy pussy hole constantly leaking his clear thick juices through the large wet patch with a huge glob on the outside as well as his Players nylon tricot tee shirt soaked around his huge nipples with breast milk & he was gagging for any cock to be shoved inside his female pussy.

With Adam's sense of smell assaulted by all of Jimmy's scents with his pheromones overwhelming his brain receptors with his 8.5 inches of steel hard cock straining hard inside his red Eyeline nylon lifeguard logo swim briefs inside his shorts & his nipples fully erect forming prominent nipple pokies in his skin tight fitting yellow Players nylon tricot lifeguard tee shirt topping his bulging pectorals, there was no stopping his suddenly voracious sexual appetite when they suddenly embraced in a quiet corner of the south green with both their hard erections humping into each other & within seconds both Adam's swim briefs & Jimmy's tiny booty shorts were down to their ankles when Adam pushed his huge cock inside Jimmy's female pussy as he let out a huge sigh of relief despite being stunned at the sight of his huge foot long leaking throbbing twitching cock. Both were so overcome with desire & sexual tension that Jimmy was racked by a series of intense female orgasms before a huge deluge of spunk erupted from his cock & breast milk flooding out through his tee shirt & just one taste of his Garden of Eden fruit flavoured breast milk was enough for him to latch his mouth onto his breasts through the nylon & guzzle down his tasty morsels like a greedy cat & despite being a highly skilled lover who kept to a slow pace, he only managed to last about 5 minutes before blasting what he thought was his biggest load of spunk to date judging by the intensity of his orgasm as he tried desperately not to scream seeing the huge expression of relief coming over Jimmy's face for he knew that Adam had just sired his first child.

Adam sauntered over to the swimming hole tree wearing only his swim briefs displaying a huge wet stain owing to his cock continually leaking the remains of his spunk added to by Jimmy's spectacular gushing simultaneous orgasms during which his breasts ejected breast milk all over his chest which ran down soaking the waistband area of his swim briefs as well as his huge mother load of spunk blasting out like a fire hose. He stepped onto the tree & dived into the backwater hoping a swim in the fresh water of the backwater would clear his mind & wash away some of their fluids.

Normally I would be asking a new or visiting member to our group to demonstrate their swimming skills whereas Adam is a trainer/assessor with years of swim team training under his belt who has also swam the channel & frequently goes wild swimming in rivers & lakes during the summer months. Seeing him there was no doubting he was as hot as they come as apart from his huge bulge in his swim briefs he closely resembles the Speedo student from Hawaii.

I watched him swim which was like watching poetry in motion itself as he swam with neat & powerful strokes & really hoped he could join our group; little did I know that Jimmy had already done this job for us.

Both Zoltan & Zena immediately knew what happened when they next saw Jimmy for on their planet it is the lover's duty to be the one to sire a first child although their preservation of human life laws does allow the first love to be the sire of a child & both Adam & Jimmy were each others first loves.

When Adam exited the water I invited him for coffee on board the Countess having only just toweled himself down & still wearing wet swim briefs. Rick served him a mug of British Airways coffee whitened with Jimmy's breast milk with McVitie's chocolate digestives. I swore he could detect the taste of his breast milk in his coffee which certainly met with his approval as we spent the morning watching the videos of our group on the island.

The day became unbelievably warm, especially for Easter & seeing everyone lounging around in swimsuits except Justine who lay naked on a groundsheet whilst Rick photographed her & set to drawing her whilst taking the same pose as the hermaphroditus sculpture at The Louvre in Paris which he will complete as a painting.

The sight of all these scantily clad persons reminded us of those heady days of the previous year & Adam took his place with Vicky on a huge towel & began making out when in no time flat both Vicky's bikini & his speedos were off in a flash with his huge leaking erection probing the entrance to her leaking pussy as he began gently suckling on her breasts drinking his reward of her nourishing breast milk before pushing his huge cock inside her & shagging her at a gentle pace taking her through several highly intense gushing orgasms before he unloaded a huge load inside her about 10 minutes later.

The elders became satisfied that Adam now had a place in our group & when Justin heard about his culinary skills the pair of them hugged in a lengthy embrace grinding into each other & couldn't stop talking.

Adam loved cooking outdoors but where he lived had strict rules on burning rubbish which produced smoke for which he used a commercially available wood gas garden incinerator & a smaller sized item about the size of a 5 litre paint tin burning wood chips for his cooking ring. The company which made these also made a number of accessories as well with Adam buying their largest stir fry pan & their baking oven.

Adam also brought along his New Zealand copper Thermette water boiler with its cooking ring, this really was a lovely bit of kit which resembled the scaled down wood chip bath & water heaters I saw during my days down under, it was also known as the Benghazi boiler owing to New Zealand troops being issued them during WW2, another item which immediately went onto my shopping list.

Between himself, Rick & Justin they teamed up to cook a Thai stir fry between themselves. He came prepared bringing along his wood gas cooker & stir fry pan in his ex British army series 3 Land Rover & being a warm day a stir fry lunch would go down well.

He worked like a top class chef deftly chopping the mixed vegetables & dicing chicken breasts then sealing them in the pan before sprinkling on a coating of spices finally adding & mixing the mixed vegetables with both Rick doing the same over the fire pit & Justin using the British army field kitchen.

The end result was a lovely Thai chicken stir fry dish served into everyones mess tins making for a lovely midday meal followed by him taking a bow wearing Justin's cooks hat followed by chopped ice cold mangoes in Garden of Eden fruit juice for dessert, OMG that was a meal to remember, good on you the cooking team.

On reflection, Adam could well have joined our group the previous year & he certainly knew of our existence then through Vicky but like they say, working lives can louse things up.

The rest of the day was spent either having sex, swimming in the backwater, relaxing in the shade either listening to radios, reading books, on the computer or Rick's PS2 with everyone wearing just swimsuits.

Vivian told Adam about our escapades with disco boats the previous year & OMG, he was really up for it & went scurrying around the three vessels looking for empty beer bottles for our entire group to throw at the teenagers on board tonight's disco boat, it was like he was declaring war on the disco boats.

It was after lunch when Zena presented Adam & Vicky with their crew uniforms sending them to get changed, waiting for them was Jimmy who clipped on their bracelets & led them to the south green when there was a sudden brilliant flash as they were transported aboard the Antares.

Vicky screamed loudly attracting the attention of the ship's armed security detail whilst Adam uttered loud whoo hoos as they arrived in the transporter room only for Jimmy to stand the guards down.

After clearing quarantine, Jimmy led them straight to the officers dining hall when Vicky gasped asking Jimmy.

"Are we really on the Titanic or is this a movie set?"

"No, both of you are on board the spaceship Antares & my task today is to give you both a guided tour of the ship, but first we'll have some of that coffee which Jane has so kindly arranged a shipment along with cutlery from British Airways, as the menu between meals is either cold drinks or coffee & biscuits or a slice of cake. You can either order British McVitie's chocolate digestives or Australian Arnotts Tim Tams which are rather like Penguin biscuits."

A waiter brought out their coffee jug with another jug containing breast milk from the ship's stores, Demerara sugar, honey from the Garden of Eden flowers, Canadian maple syrup, Tim Tams for Vicky & Jimmy & McVitie's chocolate digestives for Adam. He pointed out their choice of sweeteners with Adam choosing maple syrup & Vicky & Jimmy the honey.

After coffee, Jimmy toured them around the ship & were finally seated at the astrodome from where they looked down upon the ship's streamlined aircraft shape & down on the earth where they chatted for some minutes when the ship's sirens sounded with the astrodome rapidly retracting into the ship with the roof finally sealed.

Jimmy pressed the computer screen at the centre seeing the immediate warning then shouting "Cover your eyes now!"

Within a flash, everyone donned their safety goggles which resembled welder's goggles with a fine metal mesh when the solar flare hit. Despite the ship's shields deflecting most of it there were bizarre sightings of energy bursts resembling St Elmo's fire within the ship & flashes inside their heads as the Antares encountered the largest solar flare since the day she was built almost two centuries ago when as a precaution against a repeat encounter, the Antares sped off taking shelter in the earth's shadow. There was only one place on board Jimmy could take them & they became astonished seeing his nameplate on the door to his quarters when he punched in the code, led them in & showed them around before leaving for the bridge.

Now alone in a locked room which had everything with all communications being handled from a tablet computer on the coffee table including room service, Adam called room service ordering two large glasses of Garden of Eden fruit juice with ice & a dash of maple syrup for himself.

They quickly ripped all their clothes off although Adam assisted her with removing her bra, stockings & suspenders before embracing each other as his huge cock probed the entrance of her leaking pussy whilst he latched onto a breast taking a mouthful from each one before disengaging when Adam lay on the bed & Vicky mounted him cowgirl fashion lowering herself onto his huge throbbing leaking cock & riding him hell for leather whilst massaging her nipples with the palms of her hands, so worked up was she that she experienced highly intense gushing orgasms one after another with breast milk spraying onto her hands whereas he managed to last a couple of minutes before unloading several huge gushing squirts of spunk inside her when the room service waitress pressed the bell, opened the door & entered finding them both in bed untidily covered by the bedclothes, put the tray down & left with a huge smile on her face with both her front & rear pussies & rock hard cock leaking into her booty shorts having smelled the aroma of sex, sweat & the pheromones which assaulted her brain receptors when her breasts began to leak their nourishing bounty leaving her to work the remainder of her duty with wet stains on her uniform.

Adam left the bed to take a long shower & shortly afterwards Jimmy pressed the bell then punched his door code & entered his quarters seeing Vicky lying relaxed amongst the untidy bedclothes when a cocktail of smells of sex, sweat, pussy juice & spunk hit his nostrils & within just fleeting moments he came back on heat, his juices flowed copiously out of both his vagina & back pussy with his clitoris pushing out & straining against the crotch of his soaking booty shorts, his cock reached its full hardness spewing out pre-cum into his booty shorts & twitching wildly, breast milk began leaking through his uniform tee shirt & the air became thick with his pheromones assaulting Vicky's brain receptors & driving her wild with excitement. The Jimmy she knew always gave her the most amazing sex & now he quickly stripped off his clothes revealing the beautiful naked hermaphrodite stood before her who was about to take her to never before experienced levels of the most amazing sex together when she shot out of bed passionately embracing him as his huge cock which had grown to a foot long with a red bull can sized shaft topped by an enormous head uncannily found its mark probing the entrance to her pussy then sliding fully home giving her the most amazing feelings of fullness when she let out a huge sigh them began greedily guzzling his breast milk.

Instead of making her sleepy it gave her such a shot of energy she could go for a whole night with some of the hottest teenagers on the planet. Jimmy's breast milk tasted the same as Zoltan & Zena's with its Garden of Eden fruit flavour but added to that was a hormone which took her lust to unbelievably new heights from the caring sensuous lover to a voracious sexual temptress fuelling lesbian desires she never even knew she had as he felt him all over scratching his back planting kisses & love bites on him whilst his cock jerked in response to her vaginal massage as several gushes of pre-cum shot inside her with his own girl juice gushing out from his clitoris several times during their steamy session soaking their thighs & pooling on the floor as she too experienced highly intense gushing orgasms. Jimmy was about to experience a highly intense multiple crashing orgasm as his balls began tingling like hell reaching those heights of a pre teen boy wanking his cock after his dry cum hit & finally forced to stop except Jimmy was building up to an explosive crashing orgasm with his huge load gushing inside her in long drawn out hose like squirts & there was a lot of them along with his girl juice also gushing out from his pussy & breast milk squirting out from his nipples & onto her body with his highly intense let down reflex experiencing breast orgasm like sensations with a clear gooey liquid oozing out from his boy pussy hole. Vicky may have been his first female sexual partner having the most amazing sex together but this time he was experiencing the best of both worlds with his monstrously huge cock inside her vagina & when they finally disengaged it was Adam, fresh out from a long shower fuelled with lust with his huge rock hard cock dripping pre-cum onto the floor sensing wonderful feelings inside his well developed pectorals & nipples standing proudly erect as he quickly embraced Jimmy. His cock seemed to have a mind of its own finding its mark probing his vagina before sinking balls deep inside & pistoning in & out like a jack hammer whilst overcome with lust exchanging probing tongue kisses & suckling breast milk laden with hormones with the air full of Jimmy's pheromones assaulting his brain receptors taking him from the sensuous lover he normally is to a sex crazed being when within fleeting moments his cock, now swollen to its largest ever size with the head reaching heights of super sensitivity, his balls with their crashing orgasmic sensations & experiencing his breast orgasm for his first time as he blasted a series of lengthy hose like squirts of spunk inside him with Jimmy uttering a loud sigh as an expression of relief came to his face when they disengaged & collapsed exhausted onto the bed.

They had a long sleepover together & were woken the following morning by 2 room service girls wearing their crew uniforms of tee shirts & booty shorts, both of them were packing huge cock & ball bulges& both girls became highly aroused with rock hard cocks leaking pre-cum, pussies leaking into their booty shorts & breast milk oozing through their tee shirts the moment they entered the room smelling the scents of sex when Jimmy's lingering pheromones excited both of them into a frenzy of lust as they took turns screwing each other with their cocks & drinking each others breast milk before hitting the ventilation fans to clear the room's air.

All 3 showered together whilst the now naked girls cleaned the room, changed the bedclothes & laundered their crew uniforms including those they wore.

After eating full English breakfasts washed down with British Airways coffee in the officers dining hall, they returned to the astrodome watching the ship taking several orbits of the earth from where they called Rick's computer on Skype. Clearly I saw they had a wonderful time on board the Antares & were in high spirits watching the Nautilus approaching to finally take up station alongside & Jimmy had pride in his eyes as this was now his ship.

Minutes later they beamed aboard the Nautilus which although the 2 ships looked identical, the officers dining hall resembled the gun deck of an 18th century East Indiaman sailing ship, other areas of the ship resembled both Captain Nemo's infamous submarine & Robur's albatross airship. Once on board they called Rick's computer on Skype from the Astrodome where we finally watched the Antares depart for home to her awaiting extensive refit & upgrades. She was their first ship of the line & it was sad to watch her departure whilst waving goodbye to her at Rick's screen with Both Zoltan & Zena blowing kisses to salute a departing ship when she fired a departure maroon which exploded with a brilliant flash but out in space there is no bang to be heard & moments later they appeared back on the south green in a brilliant electric blue flash.

The Saturday at both motorcycle shops was unbelievably quiet as though the whole populace had buzzed off for the weekend, the only work that day was 2 MOT tests & that was it, the rest of the morning was spent cleaning & tidying the workshop which looked like a bomb's gone off with all the rubbish everywhere, the bins were full, benches were untidy & when Vivian saw the state of the workshop he hit the roof & convened an immediate meeting.

Vivian has a reputation of maintaining a workshop to race shop standards, always has & always will. Its part of the reason why the dealership was upgraded by Honda & the guys let us down during the week. One outcome of the meeting was seeing a rota drawn up for junior technicians & apprentices to maintain the standards of the workshop.

Vivian closed the workshop at lunchtime leaving only the parts & accessories department & showroom with Rob handling the computers leaving us free to return to the island.

That afternoon both Dylan & Robbo who were paddling the second leg of the Devizes to Westminster junior doubles canoe race from Newbury to Marlow in the school's recently restored Moonraker when they left the main channel to paddle along the backwater, pass the swimming hole tree & rejoin the main channel. Both of them still looked fresh faced navigating the boat with Robbo using his paddle to support the boat thereby preventing a capsize at such a low speed whilst Dylan, sat in the front gently paddled the boat through the backwater whilst we cheered them on to finally watch the departing kayak becoming just one of the coloured dots on the river.

It was Justin's mate in the cadets who brought along a very interesting device loosely based around a farmer's propane fuelled bird scarer except this device consisted of a launch tube more suited to firing empty drinks cans with a bin liner full of empty drinks cans. Both he & Justin set it up & fired a few cans into the river just like a mortar with a loud thud. Obviously they're hoping to rain down a few cans onto the party revelers on board the disco boats; I thought this device was so cool & definitely likely to have us roaring with laughter.

Late afternoon was spent frolicking in the backwater swimming, jumping, diving or basking in the sun on the grass beside the swimming hole tree, Jimmy's topless form looked stunningly beautiful with his lengthy blond flowing mane hanging well below his bottom wearing only his black speedos sporting a huge bulge with a large camel toe underneath with bountiful leaking breasts which bounced & jiggled wherever he walked. In a way I miss the old Jimmy when he had his male teenager's body although his awesome transformation into a perfect hermaphrodite is now who he is & thankfully he still has his recognizable face & a lot of his old character is still inside him.

I received a call on my mobile from an old flame earlier who I first met on board a British Airways Jumbo jet whilst working as an airline onboard courier during the 1990's, (something which I don't have on my CV). Dylan works all over the world as a porn star & as a female escort after transitioning from a teenage male to a full female hermaphrodite, now in his mid 30's he still looks as beautiful & stunning as ever & has a daughter named Dylanne who's 13 & also a natural hermaphrodite.

I got Vivian's attention saying.

"Guess who wants to join our party,' `do you remember Dylan the hermaphrodite tranny from South Africa; he wants to join us with his daughter who's also a hermaphrodite."

"NO!, that is a surprise, tell them to get their skates on down here fast & you, meet them by the church."

"Dylan, I'll meet you both outside Shiplake church, bring your swimmers & sleeping bags."

"We already have those, thanks to Vivian we're already fully kitted out, we've watched all the videos & I must say that's a really nice place there."

"How's Dylanne these days?"

"You should see her, she's a real stunner now & I'm afraid she'll have boys chasing after her, see you in about half an hour," then the call ended.

I boarded the countess for the ride to the college's river frontage leaving Rick moored there & walked uphill along the road, round the hairpin through the apple orchard to the gate, knocked up the keeper in his cottage to unlock the gate to let their car through.

He arrived driving his mum's 1962 E type 3.8 litre Jaguar now bearing DYL 69 in white characters on black number plates which is now the car's personalized registration. Dylanne shook my hand through the window saying.

"Good to see you Mr. Fullprick, it's been a while," OMG, she was truly a real stunner just like Dylan & her mum. He drove the car down to the boathouse & parked up, by the time I walked down the hill they were stood on the green both wearing identical see through white nylon mesh sleeveless tops with see through uplift bras showing their huge nipple pokies, tiny Lycra booty shorts with stockings & suspenders looking like a mother & daughter with their olive green cadet backpacks.

The slow leisurely ride on the countess impressed them both especially when the vessel entered the backwater to pass by the swimming hole tree seeing others either on the bank or in the water swimming when Rick disengaged the propeller until the vessel passed all the swimmers. I immediately saw they became enchanted with the island & couldn't wait for the vessel to dock on the other side.

I helped them extend the huge group shelter built out of British army shelter sheet bashas with both their desert camouflage bashas, laid down their groundsheet with 2 British army IPK sheets when they rolled out their sleeping bags & changed into their speedos as both would be swimming topless then pegged down their side of the shelter.

I already knew these 2 were excellent strong swimmers but I was blown away watching Dylanne step onto the swimming hole tree in the afternoon sun. She was tall for a 13 year old of a slender build although her upper body was well built with her long flowing blond hair reaching the top of her bottom sporting at least B cup full rounded breasts which jiggled & bounced topped with thimble sized nipples about an inch long on pointed budding breasts. Her black speedos sported a huge package bulge which I guessed she had to be packing at least 7 inches when hard with a prominent camel toe underneath her large ball bulge plus her hips were already enlarging. She was definitely the most stunning she male or hermaphrodite ever to step onto the swimming hole tree when she dived in & surfaced waiting for Dylan & I to change into my speedos. They both swam a powerful front crawl stoke around the island & I easily kept up with them. I couldn't wait when the pair of them would be skinny dipping with the rest of us later when we would be baiting a disco boat full of teens with Justin lobbing empty cans with his gas powered mortar.

We got out & toweled ourselves dry then I talked with Dylan talked about the old days recounting the raunchy sex on the plane which certainly got his daughter's attention when her cock became hard leaking pre-cum like a tap through her still wet speedos & her nipples really stood erect when I saw her pussy juice leaking through the gusset of her speedos & down her legs, there was no doubting this young teen was really gagging for sex when Dylan said.

"Looks like she wants your arse, just take her somewhere."

I led Dylanne back on board the countess into Rick's bedroom & once inside she hugged me powerfully & started planting me with loads of kisses when she dropped her speedos down to the floor presenting her thick 8 inch cock sticking out from her large blond pubic bush. I reached for Rick's tingling lube, passed it to her & she knew right away what to do with it as she was certainly no stranger to sex.

She had me bent over the bed, lubed up my hole with her fingers & her cock then pushed her cock right inside me & started thrusting away whilst squeezing her breasts to coax whatever small amounts of her breast milk she had.

She managed only a few squirts out of her inch long thimble sized nipples which made her euphoric as some dribbled onto my lower back as she moaned like a bitch. It didn't take her long at all when about half a dozen gushes of spunk erupted out of her cock inside my rear hole as well as her vaginal fluids gushing out of her pussy when she pulled out, ordered me on the bed & sucked my cock off to an explosive orgasm when Dylan looked in & said.

"She might not last long at her age but I see she's certainly gave you a good time, she's always horny as fuck 24/7."

"She's like you when you were younger; you know what they say, like father-like son except in your case she's your daughter."

"Our secret is that my mum is also her mother."

"You wouldn't be the first either there's a few within our group who are about to bear their sons' offspring, seeing as you're both joining our group, we already have a boy called Dylan with us from Australia who's not here at the moment as he's contesting the Devizes to Westminster junior doubles canoe race with his mate Robbo, would you mind if we all called you Dee."

"Fine by me, whatever floats your boat."

I felt a real buzz of satisfaction knowing I've just been fucked by the youngest ever hermaphrodite I've encountered who's performed very well indeed with her ample sized 8 inches of rock hard teen cock with her gushing orgasms.

Kyle came up with a brilliant idea of launching water rockets using 2 litre soft drink bottles at the disco boats which was hilarious but when I thought about it we would need a compressor to pressurize them with a close fitting modified tyre valve fitting into a drilled out bottle top which I had to put on the back burner for another day.

Rick & Justin together with myself & Damian's mum started cooking the lamb hotpot on both the British army field kitchen & the fire pit. We now had a recent addition of a wood gas cooker made from a 25 gallon racing fuel drum from Bill's bike shop with a second smaller drum to form the inner chamber held in place by the larger drum's machined top.

This piece of kit had already showed its worth as a garden incinerator last autumn by burning off fallen leaves without any smoke; Vivian initially borrowed it as he has a huge problem with fallen leaves every year owing to the close proximity of large trees by his property. This burner was so successful that he's now arranged for a local welder/ fabricator to commence series production.

The evening meal went down well with everyone who congratulated the cooks for timing the cooking right and quickly serving everyone from the 3 queues lined up at each cooking station thankful for the US army M67 Puffing Billy for heating up a dustbin of water for washing up which was later emptied into the grease pit at the northernmost end of the island which Rick dug out during the week, a reminder of our Boy Scout days.

Justin showed Rick how to use the gas powered mortar & having learned quickly he fired off a couple of empty cans into the river, now it was a wait for our round the island skinny dip to meet the disco boat.

Sure enough Rick spotted the approaching vessel from his boat & gave us the signal to enter the water by the swimming hole tree having formed 2 lines, one on the tree itself & the other one on the bank where we all dived in one after the other & swam towards the southern tip of the island out into the main channel to be met by a boatload of mouthy teens shouting all sorts of obscenities at us calling us Perverted skinny dippers,' Where's all your trunks?' `Child molesters,' when there was a bang as Rick fired the gas powered mortar landing a can on the bows of the boat quickly firing another which landed on the roof when the teens began throwing empty bottles at us which we grabbed & threw back at them. Dylanne threw her bottle hitting a girl square in the face whilst Dee's bottle hit the DJ & Vivian's bottle hit the record player scratching the record now playing when the skipper opened up the throttle to get his boat away from us but not before another can from the mortar landed on the stern when Rick realigned the mortar for a final shot which too landed on the stern.

Just before midnight the boat passed by but by this time all our lights were doused & we were inside our huge camouflaged shelter when they shone a powerful light only to see nothing but bushes thinking we had left the island & quietly passed us by.

We quietly retired for the night & slept well with the morning bringing another swim round the island, this time wearing our swimsuits followed by showers and breakfasts & a continuation of our adventures which is where the story ends but the rest of our lives continue.

The end.

Epilogue.

At the 2007 Isle of Man centenary TT. Robert Hargis's 1936 Norton ES2 racer arrived on the island from Australia in my ex Honda UK Mercedes sprinter van having last raced here in 1939. Robert himself has done well in training at his local gym, swimming & riding his mountain bike around the Skeleton Waterholes creek nature reserve close to his home to lose the few pounds in order to fit into his race leathers thankful that he's kept his racing licence up to date together with John who's also brought over his BSA Gold Star engined 1953 Manx Norton special.

Both machines performed well during practice although they were riding in the parade lap of honour instead of racing & like their previous owners they diced with each other for every mile on the 37 & ¾ mile circuit.

Matt was also here with us proudly watching both machines roar past at Union Mills which is close to our campsite at Quayles Glenlough dairy farm, a site we've stayed at every time we've visited the island since 1966.

It was a fine accolade for those many hours of work spent restoring those machines to their former glory to ride this famous course once more leaving the heavy scents of burnt castor oil behind as a memento of their passing.

Our group certainly was the loudest on the camp site owing to all the sex we had with each other inside our tents during our stay.

Vintagespeedoboy.