Sandpiper

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Chapter 36

"What's wrong Father?" Sal said.

I looked at Sal and then my other young Sons and two lovers. All had a very worried look on their faces. What do I say to each of them? Do I tell them I am scared they might get hurt or even killed on one of our damndable rescues that Sandpiper seemed to find around every damned bend or at each change of course? I knew it wasn't really any ones fault. But it just seemed that no matter what we did something always came our way. How long could we continue to keep going before another of my crew was hurt or even killed?

"I'm scared Sal. I guess I'm scared for each of you and all the rest of the crew. I just can't take any more chances that one of you might be hurt or killed. That would cause me too much pain."

"Father it wasn't your fault. You didn't make the rebels attack the Nigerians."

"I know Sal, but it just seems that if there is trouble, Sandpiper finds it."

"Father, I don't think you can change fate."

"Is it Fate Sal? Is Sandpiper just here to run the gauntlet of every small battle or fight that comes along? We all have a choice in what this Yacht does. That young boy would have died weather Sandpiper had come along or not. Not I or you could have changed it. But what really scares me is that it could have been one of you I watched die. I just won't let that happen."

"Father, you know the first thing I learned about you when we met?"

"No Son."

"Father, you said from a very early age your Father taught you that if you see wrong, you have to fight tooth and nail to make it right. We all believe that too. Each of us believe in you Father. We know you could never run from at least trying to right that wrong. Your whole crew knows it too. I guess that is one of the main reasons I love you so much. Part of you is inside each of us Father."

"Father, Sandpiper is also part of you. She has helped you do many things to fix problems we have come across. You said Sandpiper seems to find fights, I think father it is the other way around. We can't let everyone else make us less than we really are. Maybe I'm not saying it right Father, but I think you think, that we are more important than that one Nigerian soldier. In reality Father, he is or was just like us."

Maybe I had over reacted.

"Jake." I yelled up to the bridge.

"Yeah Ed."

"Take us in closer to land. Find someplace we can anchor. I need to talk to the crew."

"Aye, aye Sir."

Sandpiper immediately heeled to starboard. "Your right Sal and I want all of you to remind me every time I step away from what you think I believe or if you know that I am wrong."

"But Father, I don't think you are wrong. We are all glad you think of us first."

In less than fifteen minutes Sandpiper was swinging on her hook inside a small bay off Cameroon. Two hundred meters away was an unending stretch of pure white sand. Everyone was in the lounge.

When I walked in with Jake a sea of expectant faces looked at me. Most of them were nude, which in itself was very distracting.

"I guess I need to clear a few things up. Sal has brought something that I think you all should have a say in. We are after all a family, at least that is what I believe. You may have wondered why we were travelling so far from land. It's quite simple for me. I just didn't want anymore entanglements. I was scared someone, one of you or one of my boys could get hurt. That scared me right to the core. When that young Nigerian boy died as I watched scared the living daylights out of me. I imagined it could have been one of you. I am sure I could not handle it if one of you were hurt or even killed on one of our adventures. Now I am going to let you decide. Do we continue as before? Just cruise and let what happens happen and take our chances that we and Sandpiper will see us through or do we try to avoid any problems we come across?"

"This has to your decision as my crew and as part of our family."

I sat down.

"To be honest Ed, I am in agreement with you. Sandpiper and this crew have been very lucky." Jake said.

"I'm not exactly sure I know what you mean Ed. I know Sandpiper has been in a few scrapes, but its not like we are going looking for trouble." Randy said.

"I know we don't look for trouble. But next time we come across it, do we help or stay on sidelines?" I said.

"I am very surprised to hear you say that Ed. If it is going to be the set policy that Sandpiper now runs away when someone is in trouble, then you can put me off at the next port of call. I love Jake and Randy, but I am sorry I want no part of running away because I am worried I might or might not get hurt." Jason said very vehemently.

That started everyone else talking. I just let them talk. I looked at Jake. He had a slight smile on his face. I saw tears on Sal's face. I signaled for him to come close to me. When he came up I wrapped my arms around him. It took a few minutes before things quieted down.

"My son here reminded me of something my Father taught me along time ago. He taught me that a wrong must always where possible be righted. I guess all my Sons are part of that. Singh I pulled from a bad situation in India, Siam from Thailand. Steven from Timatu and Sal form Fiji. You all know the circumstances about Gary and Jer. So you see, I would not have four very wonderful Sons and two very important lovers if I just ran from trouble. Jason, you are right and I would have a very hard time even looking in a mirror if I just ignored someone in trouble and ran away. So, if you all agree, Sandpiper will continue as she has done in the past."

"We won't look for trouble, but god help anyone who tries to hurt anyone of you."

Jason came up and wrapped his arms around both Sal and me.

"Thanks Ed. I really didn't want to leave Sandpiper. It really is my home now."

"Jason, you are one that needs thanking. You and this young Son of mine really made up my mind. All I needed was everyone to agree."

"Jake any problem with staying here tonight?"

"I don't think so Ed. The nearest town of any consequence is about 100 miles down the coast. Cameroon is pretty laid back as far as visitors are concerned."

"Ok. We stay the night."

It didn't take long before everyone was back in the holiday mood. Two Zodiacs were swung out and the Jet Skis unloaded. Pretty soon everyone was either swimming, water skiing or just laid back sunning themselves.

"Jake have you ever performed a wedding?"

"No, but I am sure I could manage. Who's getting married?"

"I want to marry Gary and Jer."

"Double wedding." Jake laughed.

"I'll get the legal stuff done later."

Once everyone found out what was going to happen, there were several more requests. Juan and Andy decided to tie the knot and Singh and Jami also wanted to get married.

The holiday spirit continued as we headed south. WE crossed the equator again and those crew that had not crossed before met with King Neptune. Three glorious and quiet weeks slipped by as we cruised south. Next stop Cape Town. South Africa was one place I really wanted to visit. Here we would stop for a couple of weeks at least. Almost everyone was out as Table Mountain rose out of the morning mist. Cape Town was a very old city. One of the oldest of British outposts during her Empire days. The old fort guarding the entrance to the harbor was still a formidable site as we entered port. We were met buy a customs boat. After checking our passports were directed to one of the many huge marinas. Sandpiper still made a sight as she slowly eased into her berth. Quickly tied off by handlers, Jake shut Sandpiper down. Only the soft murmur of her auxiliary engine could be heard.

After talking with the Marina authorities, I had my Jeep unloaded.

"Okay Jake, shore leave for everyone in rotation. Usual rules apply. At least two on board at all times. I'll figure out the wages for the crew and they all can draw from them. I don't have Rands, but I am sure we can change US Dollars here."

Figuring out what was owed the crew was easy. Jason had set up the payroll program and all I needed to do was click on a name and it brought up what was owed each. Most of the crew had in excess of 20,000 US Dollars on their account with Sandpiper.

Singh and Jami opted to stay on board the first rotation. Jake said he would come back with Jason and Randy and relieve them in five days. Actually, except for the first five days there would be a lot of over laps of crew on board. I elected to take my three Sons and two lovers on a tour of South Africa by Jeep. As the owner, everyone had agreed that I needed not be apart of the crew rotation.

Six of us in the Jeep was going to be a tight fit, but all my boys were up for the challenge. We packed for two weeks, really just lots of underwear and t-shirts and shorts. And of course their Speedos. Must not forget their Speedos.

We decided to take the ocean side trip. Heading south from Cape Town. After enjoying many stops along the way, we made our first stop at Still Bay and booked into the Dunes. Damn this was luxury with a wonderful view of the ocean. My boys only had one thing on their minds. Swimming in the ocean. Didn't take us long to get down on the beach. As usual they were all a hit with almost everyone they met. I had some very interesting conversations with other American travelers. One of the places they said I really needed to see was another bay farther up the coast. They said I could actually drive right down to the water. Well another day I figured. We were in no hurry. The eye candy was also very good on this beach, both white and black. That was also noticed by my boys. The almost translucent Speedos the boys all wore did not leave much to the imagination, especially when they were wet. Me I just lazed in the sun.

Later, back in our suite, Siam brought it up.

"Father can we go to the nude beach down the coast tomorrow?"

"Siam my little lovely boy, wearing those Speedos, you boys are already almost nude."

"Yeah but on the nude beach we don't have to wear anything."

"Okay, we'll see tomorrow. Now who's hungry?" Dumb question on my part.

After consuming enough food to feed a small army we all just sat back and enjoyed the evening on the deck. Everyone was trying to decide who got to sleep with me beside Jer and Gary. It was finally decided that Siam would be with me and my two lovers. Siam was one of the most passionate lovers of all my boys. I really would have taken all of them to bed if that was what they decided, but instead they said they wanted to share equally my time.

It was almost instantaneous after going to bed, we were in a daisy chain of sucking. After I fucked Siam's very snug butt, Gary fucked him while I fucked Jer. Then we switched. Now I had Gary under me as Siam did Jer. Much later we enjoyed rimming each other before sleep finally overtook us.

After a shower in the morning Siam came and gave me a very long passionate kiss.

"Thank you Father." He said.

"Your very welcome Son. Very welcome indeed."

Just looking at his big brown eyes could make me wilt with the love I felt for him. It was no different with my other Sons, but for some reason, Siam's love seemed always to be much deeper. I guess maybe it was his way of thanking me for everything I had done for him and all the other Thai boys.

While one of the hotel staff served us breakfast I asked him about the nude beach. His eyes twinkled when he answered.

"You can drive there Sir. It's about three miles up the road next to the hotel. You can actually drive right onto the beach. Just don't park to close to the water."

"Can you show us?" Sal asked him.

"I wish I could, but I am on duty until three."

"Well you could come later."

I sat and watched the exchange. The serving boy was black. I guessed him to be about 18 or 19. Five foot eleven inches. Very well put together. Nothing was visible of what his other attributes might be, but there was a hint of a very nice cock in his uniform. I am sure all my boys noted it.

"I am not sure Sir." "Well how about coming up here this evening?" Steven said.

"Well that is possible, but I have to at work at 6 AM."

"Cool." Siam giggled.

I just shook my head. My horny boys had done it again.

"What's your name?" I asked as I stood to give him a tip.

"David Sir."

I handed him a couple of rand and told him he was welcome to come back anytime after dinner tonight."

"Thank you sir." He left.

After he left, I was almost bowled over by all five boys. They all kissed me and thanked me.

"Remember guys, safe sex only. That includes any you might meet today."

"We will remember." They all chorused.

We made preparations for our excursion to the nude beach. All the boys opted for Speedos and shorts. I did the same. We picked up a picnic lunch from the front desk and headed out. Finding the beach was easy. The road led directly to it and right down onto the beach. I parked the Jeep in the shade of a large rock outcropping. In no time I had five boys all running nude for the surf. I have to admit they all looked damn good. I grabbed a cooler and towel and headed down closer to the water. After laying out the towel stripped off my shorts and Speedos and laid back.

Looking both directions I could see maybe twenty people total on the beach. More that three quarters of those twenty were black. Suffice to say they all even from a distance looked real good. I just sat and watched my boys. It did not take long before several of the black boys were playing with my five in the surf. I cracked a beer and just watched.

"Hi." I heard and turned my head to the sound.

Even before my eyes got to his face I noted a very nice six inch cut cock nestled above a pair of fair sized balls.

"Hello." I said.

"May I join you?" He said.

"Sure. Want a cold beer?"

"Thank you. That would be great." He said as he sat down.

I handed him a cold beer and did another longer look at him. Pure white teeth showed as he smiled. He was in very good shape and his body looked well toned, including a very well defined six pack. He was sitting with one leg stretched out along the sand with his other bent at the knee. That made his cock lie along his thigh. Damn it looked good. The thick black bush just seemed to make his cock stand out more. When I looked back at his face his smile had grown somewhat.

"Are those your boys out there in the surf?"

"Yes, three sons and two lovers."

"Wow! Really?"

"Yes really."

"I am not sure if you know, but this is one of the only Gay beaches in the province. Not many people here today, but then this is a weekday. Weekends the beach is pretty packed."

"Actually I was only told it was a nude beach."

"I would suggest Sir, that if your boys want to have a liaison with any of those boys you make sure they practice safe sex."

"They already know that rule." I chuckled.

"You don't mind if they have sex with some one else?"

"Of course not. They are all adults. Three may be my Sons and two are my lovers, but I don't stop them. It's hard enough to keep up with them as it is."

"Does that include you?"

"It does."

He had an unreadable expression on his face when I turned to him. I decided to see if he really was interested. I reached over and gripped his cock. He hardly moved, but his eyes told me all I needed to know along with the blood rushing into his cock. I was about to go further when a very wet body dropped beside me.

"Gee Dad, your quick." Sal said.

"Not as quick as you Son." I laughed.

"Well I just need a condom." Sal said.

"Everybody else want one too?" I laughed at him.

"Well maybe more than one." He giggled.

I opened the cooler and pulled out a box of condoms and several packages of single use lube.

"Help yourself Son. Have fun, but be careful."

Sal bent down and kissed me.

"Thanks Father. We'll be careful. You too eh." He giggled.

He took nearly half the box of condoms and pranced back down to the waters edge. I just shook my head. When I looked at the man sitting beside me his mouth was open in surprise.

"What's your name by the way? I'm Ed."

"Mamoo Tsombo."

"Well Mamoo, where were we? Oh yes." I reached out again and gripped his now hard cock.

He moaned as I slowly jacked his cock. I looked at the beach and all my boys had disappeared. I looked back at Mamoo and his eyes were closed as he enjoyed my slow jacking of his cock. Looking at his now 8 inch thick cock, I knew what I wanted. I leaned over and slipped the head into my mouth. Damn I would always love the feel of black cocks. They were so silky smooth. Why I didn't know but they were always so nice to suck on. His hand came down on my head and he pushed more of his thick cock into my mouth. Damn I t felt good sliding down my throat. He really wasn't applying pressure as I bobbed up and down on his cock. He finally pulled me off his cock.

"I think we should move off the beach. It really is against the law to do this in the open." Lead on Mamoo." I said.

As he stood up, I grabbed a few condoms and several packages of lube. I closed the cooler and then followed him up the beach. He led me into a series of sand dunes. He stopped in one lower spot surrounded by high sand dunes. He just turned and sank to his knees and slipped my soft cock into his mouth. Sure wasn't soft for long. He had no problem deep throating my eight inch cock. After a bit he stopped and looked up.

"Will you fuck me."

"Oh yes, but I also want you to fuck me."

He laid back on the sand and watched as I tore open a condom and slipped it on my cock. As I went to open a lube package he stopped me.

"Please you don't need lube."

I knelt and lifted his legs to my shoulders. Seeing that pink pucker I just dove in with my tongue. He loud moan told me he had very seldom felt a tongue on his pucker. He wreathed under the assault from my tongue.

Please, please now." He moaned.

When I pressed the head of my cock on his hole it opened like a flower and my cock slid easily into his very hot canal. God, even with the condom I felt the heat of his insides. I slowly pushed and my cock slid all way into the depths of his hole. So smooth, so incredibly hot, it was almost like a furnace. I started slow, even as he moaned for me to go faster and harder. His very hard cock strained each time I thrust into that caldron. God it really felt good.

"Please don't cumm inside. I want to taste you." He said.

I hammered away at his ass. The heat inside and his muscles sure didn't help me to keep going. Very quickly he brought me to point where I had just enough time to pull out and rip the condom off. He sat up and I fed my cock into his mouth. It was barely inside when my balls erupted, unloading stream after stream of white nectar into his willing mouth. After he totally drained me I sat back on the sand.

"God Ed you taste good. You fuck great too. It has been a long time since the last time I felt so good."

"Well I hope I feel as good when you shove your cock into me."

"I will try Ed, but it has been a long time since I was a top."

"Don't cumm inside. I want to taste you as well."

"You better do that now, I am ready to blow now."

I got my knees and slipped his cock into my mouth and let it slide down my throat. Damn it felt so good. He really was primed to fire. As his cock his the base of my throat I felt his cock expand and the rush of his first shot almost gagged me. I swallowed and his cock was just pulled and milked. Shot after shot of salty sweet cumm filled me. He finally slowly pulled out of my mouth.

He remained very hard and I just laid back.

I watched as he slipped a condom on. He never even reached for a lube, just shuffled forward until his hard cock was posed at my entrance. As his cock touched my anus he just pushed. The pain of his entry was very acute, but as soon as he was inside the shear pleasure filled all of my being.

"FUCK ME, Fuck me hard." I almost screamed.

He didn't need any encouragement. He hammered away at my hole. Damn it had been along time since I felt the onslaught of a thick black cock inside me. He reminded me of Randy and Elosa. All I wanted was harder and faster.

I was hoping it would go on a lot longer than he did. Knowing what I really wanted he finally pulled out, peeled off the condom and rammed his cock into my mouth. As soon as it entered my mouth his salty sweet cumm blasted into my mouth and throat. I was sure this load was bigger than his last, but I enjoyed every single drop of that wonderful elixir. He finally pulled out and dropped exhausted on the sand. I leaned over and carefully sucked the last few drops from him.

Now both temporarily sated we just sat. Hardly a word was spoken.

We finally stood and slowly walked back to my towel. We sat down and I handed him a cold beer. None of my boys were back, but I wasn't worried.

"You fly here with your boys Ed?"

"No. I have a yacht in Cape Town."

"That must be nice. Just to cruise where ever you want to go."

"Sometimes Mamoo, Sometimes. Sandpiper is a hard mistress to please sometimes."

"You own Sandpiper?"

Oh shit, I thought another one looking for free passage to god knows where.

"Yeah I own Sandpiper. Well the Sandpiper Family Corporation owns Sandpiper, but I guess she's mine." "Please, may I write a story about her. She is very famous."

"Infamous is more like it. What kind of story do you want to write and for who?"

"Well I am an independent writer. I have sent some articles to Blue Boy and Mandate. None I am sorry to say have been printed. But a Story about the Sandpiper and her all gay crew would definitely sell. I have seen almost everything that has been printed or filmed about her."

I'm not really sure, I want Sandpiper's Story written just yet."

"Ed, I would be very truthful. I could interview all your crew and then write a story more about them and their experiences aboard Sandpiper. What you have is very unique. An all gay crew, travelling the world."

"Well I will definitely think about Mamoo."

"Where did you hide her? The reporters here would swarming over her if they knew she was port."

"Why?"

"She is almost daily in the news papers. Even your battle in Nigeria was written up. No one knows where you went after Nigeria, Everyone figured you headed back to the Med."

"Jesus Christ!" I said and was immediately running for my Jeep.

I grabbed my satellite phone and called Singh.

As soon as he answered I knew there was trouble.

"Father, their all over the place. They all want to get on board. What do I do?" "Keep them off Sandpiper Singh. I'm coming back, just keep them off the yacht."

"I'll call you right back Son." I disconnected and speed dialed Jake.

"Jake, where are you? Can you get back to Sandpiper? Singh and Jami are all alone and reporters are swarming."

"Christ, I should have thought of that. I'm still in Cape Town. Can be back on board in a bout half an hour."

"I'm going to get Singh to move Sandpiper away from the wharf."

I hung up and speed dialed Singh.

"Look son, I want to move Sandpiper away from the wharf."

"How do I do that."

Cut the lines and back her out with the auxiliary engine."

"I've never done that Father."

"Get up to the bridge. Tell Jami to cut the lines. Tell me when your ready."

I turned as my other three sons ran up laughing.

"Where's Gary and Jer?" I asked.

"Their still having fun."

"Simon, go get them now. We have to get back to Sandpiper. Move it boy."

"You two get in the Jeep." "Do you have wheels Mamoo?"

"Yes I have my Jeep parked up on the road."

"Tell you what. You bring my two lovers and my son back to Cape Town and I will give you an exclusive on Sandpiper."

"You got a deal Ed."

"Sal, you know how to drive?"

"Well sort of Father, but." I cut him off.

"Get in the drivers seat. Siam in back." I jumped in the passenger seat as Singh said he was on the bridge.

"Lets go Sal."

I was slapped back in my seat as Sal took off. He spun the Jeep in tight circle and flew up the road from the beach.

"I'm on the Bridge Father." Singh said in my ear.

"Has Jami cut the lines?"

"Yes."

Okay Son go to the control panel. See the green light on the auxillary engine?"

"Yes Father."

"Okay, flip it to the right. Then, flip the control toggle to reverse. It's by the wheel."

"Got it Father."

"Okay just advance the throttle a little."

"She's moving Father."

"Just watch how your backing and move Sandpiper to mid stream."

"Wow! This cool Father."

"Okay let me know when you are clear."

"Well I guess there is nothing around us now Father."

"Okay Son, move the control to neutral."

Got it."

"There two toggles to right of the wheel. One is marked bow and the other stern."

"Yes Father, I see them."

"Toggle both Son. Then move the throttle back to idle and switch the auxiliary engine back to power."

"Both anchors dropped Father. Now what?"

"Help Jami keep everyone off. Don't let any one on board. I'm coming as fast as I can son. Jake is on his way back too."

"Okay Father. Please hurry."

Coming as fast as I can was an understatement. Sal was going about 90 km an hour along the gravel road. "Easy Son. Don't hit anyone and don't hit anything."

"I won't Father. Is Singh and Jami okay?"

"They'll be fine. You just concentrate on driving."

Sal was a pretty damned good driver. I wondered where he had learned.

This might be interesting if we were stopped by the police. All three of us were nude. My shorts were still on the beach. I turned and Siam was pulling on his shorts. Well at least one of us wouldn't get arrested. I grabbed a towel and placed it over Sal's nude legs and crotch. I then wrapped a towel around my middle.

I was damned glad it was midweek. If it had been the weekend, the highway would be packed with traffic. I directed Sal onto the main highway to Cape Town.

"Where did you learn to drive Sal?"

"Well I was trying to tell you before. I learned by playing video games. This is the first time I have actually driven a real vehicle."

Damn, being driven by a video game player. Well I guess that is another thing I would have to do. Get all my boys and lovers drivers licenses. Sal was very good and very careful. He did use the horn a lot, but so did everyone else it seemed. I did notice we were travelling in excess of 100 km per hour. About 20 km over the speed limit. I just hopped there were no cops on the highway. It might be very hard to explain why I had a boy without a license driving nude like a bat out of hell on the highway. I didn't even have any ID either.

As we got close to Cape Town, Sal slowed down. As we got near the Table Moutain Marina, I saw a very large contingent of TV Vans and cars. Most of the reporters were on the wharf where Sandpiper had been tied up. I directed Sal to drive down on of the adjacent wharfs. Sandpiper was anchored about midway out of the marina. Several small boats surrounded her. We stopped at the end of the wharf. Even as I watched I saw someone ejected off the deck of Sandpiper. Jake I hoped was now on board. I speed dialed his number, but got no answer.

"Lets go boys." I said as I climbed out. I dropped my towel and dove off the end of the wharf.

Two bodied followed me into the warm water.

It was a good 100 meters to the Sandpiper. A longer swim than I was used to, but my two boys kept pace with me. As we came up to Sandpiper, I saw another reported fly off the deck. Whoever was up there was not being too kind. I climbed the stern anchor rope and climbed on board. Jake was laughing as he fired another photographer off Sandpiper, complete with all his cameras. I went directly to my suite and pulled on shorts.

"See you made it Ed." Jake said as I climbed up to the main deck.

"Fucking vultures." I said.

Singh and Jami came running up and wrapped their arms around me. Both were still crying.

"It's okay now boys. No one will get to you now."

"We were so scared. We didn't know what to do. I tried to call you but got no answer."

"Well I'm back now. I'm sorry boys, I should have thought about reporters."

I picked up the bullhorn that was sitting on one of the life boat canisters. I was about to speak, when I heard the whoop, whoop, whoop of a police boat. I large police boat came creaming into the marina. As soon as it came in site the reporters boats moved off and away from Sandpiper. None too soon I thought.

Jake tossed several bumpers over the side as the boat eased up along side Sandpiper. Sandpiper towered over the police boat. A tall white police officer climbed up on board.

"Having a bit of problem Sir?" He said in a very British accent.

"I guess you could say that." I said.

"Well I am sure it is probably going to get worse before it gets better. It is not everyday that Sandpiper ties up in a major city. I'm afraid as long as you are here, they will be camped out, trying to get a closer look at the Famous Sandpiper."

"Well, I can't go anywhere. I have thirteen crew members on shore leave. I was too until this came up."

"You might try talking to them Sir."

"Well they sure as hell are not getting on board, even if I have to shoot a few."

"Well I know that is not the answer Sir. Might I suggest you tie up at the customs wharf. At least there they can't get onto the dock along side you."

He stepped away from me and talked on the radio he was wearing.

"Sir, I believe you can shortly retie up at the Table Mountain Marina. The owners have made an official complaint against the reporters. The Police are going to move them out of the marina proper. They will of course still be waiting if you go ashore, but they will not be able to get close to Sandpiper."

Even as he said it, I saw a flurry of activity on the wharf. White uniformed police were ushering everyone off the wharf and back out of the marina.

"Take us back in Jake."

"Aye, aye Sir."

The police boat moved away as Jake after pulling our anchors slowly moved back into the wharf. We were barely tied up when Gary, Jer and Simon climbed on board with Mamoo.

"Jake this Mamoo, a free lance reporter I met. I promised him an exclusive on Sandpiper if he brought my three boys back to Sandpiper."

They shook hands. Jake I saw looked him over real good. I also noticed Jer and Gary giving him a very good looking over. I knew what was on their minds. I'm sure they already knew that I had slept with Mamoo.