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Chapter 41
Knowing the flight would be fairly long and pretty boring I told the boys to bring one of their game systems along to amuse themselves. I also told them we would be gone for about ten days, so pack accordingly. Singh and Rami packed everything. Just before we left Singh gave me the big plaque he had been working on. It had a small flag and sticker from every port we had visited. It was really great and I thanked him profusely, promising to add to it continually as we traveled.
The Challenger Jet supplied by Credit Swiss could easily hold 15 people, so with just the nine of us plus the steward there was plenty of soft leather seats and couches. It had a wide screen TV and the steward was happy to help the boys set up their game system.
Han Dietrich was the man sent who had signing authority along with Milgard Schoghan, their lawyer. Both were men in their late forties. Both were also very friendly with all my crew and myself. They commented on Sandpiper and how well my crew worked together.
The flight would be about 14 hours, with stops in Pretoria and Cape Town, before flying the Atlantic to Miami and then British Virgin Islands. I chartered a boat to take us to Pirate Cove Resort. I had not told John I was coming.
We just talked of general things until we were well over the Atlantic. That's when Hans brought up the financing of the Resort.
"So, I presume we will be resigning the loan agreement so that John will still be half owner?"
"No, there will be no changes. The only additional loan agreement will be for the marina and the first years operating expenses. All others agreements will remain the same."
"But that will mean you will hold controlling interest in the resort."
"No, you do not understand what is going on here. John and I will remain equal partners regardless of what the resort finally costs. You need to understand a few things.
John has had two of his most cherished dreams smashed to smithereens. The Pirates Cove Resort is his last dream and it will come to fruitation come hell or high water. His first dream was his Computer Company. Big Blue sued him for patent infringement. They lost the case, because Johns developments were ahead of IBM's, but it cost him his company. He still gets royalties from his patents, but they are a mere pittance to what he could have made with his company. He also lost his wife over the debacle."
His second dream was his son getting a law degree. That was shot down by a bunch of prissy assed jerks at Georgetown University. You might have heard of the scandal that rocked Washington last year. That I did. Brett lost out on a promising law degree and a promising future."
"Now he has Pirates cove Resort and by God, this one dream that will come true. You two gentlemen are going lie through your teeth when you tell him you are only there to negotiate the loans for the marina and the operating expenses. As far as you know all other expenses are within the set budget. If you don't I'll make sure your both out of a job with Credit Swiss. Believe me I can do it too. They already boosted my line of credit to almost a billion Euros."
"Mr. Somers, I know some of what you say to be true and how you spend your money is entirely up to you. As to getting me fired, it might be more difficult than you imagine. I don't really think I introduced myself properly. I am Vice President of Customer Relations for Credit Swiss."
Now that was an eye opener.
"Mr. Somers."
"Hans, call me Ed. I hate last names, their too formal."
"Agreed Ed. Now the main reason I am here is to make sure you are happy with Credit Swiss. I know Credit Swiss is more than happy with you and Sandpiper Corporation. Ed, you have what is called the Midas touch. Not that everything you touch turns to gold, but everything you invest in thrives. More than thrives, all turn into very well run and very profitable properties. The four resorts in Thailand stand to net in excess of 5 million US in just their second year. The three hotels in Fiji are running at 70% almost year round. You just bought another resort in South Africa, along with two condominiums. I expect in time they too will be well into the black. There are places you have touched that have changed the lives and livelihood of hundreds. That small orphanage in Sri Lanka is not so small anymore and on the Island of Timatu, you are considered a saint. Sandpiper and Ed Somers are very well known in most of the world. I have been told, although I don't know if it is true that you can pick up a phone and call for assistance from the Worlds Most powerful nation."
"So you see Mr. Somers, as far as Credit Swiss is concerned we will do almost anything to keep you in our Family too. So you wish to spend 20 or 40 million dollars on a resort and still honor the original agreement then we are totally onboard with you."
Damn, I wasn't expecting that from Hans.
"Thank you."
"Now I need some sleep if I am going to negotiate a new loan with your latest adventure." Hans chuckled.
Very soon after that the boys dragged me into one of their games. They sure made the time go by fast at least.
After landing in the British Virgin Islands we boarded the 40 foot Chris Craft I had chartered for the 9 hour trip to Pirates Cove Resort. A trip that would have taken Sandpiper about three hours.
The cove was pretty busy when we got there and we had to wait until a freighter unloaded before we could dock. John and Brett were very surprised to see us. After unloading our baggage, John put us up several of his finished suites. I was very impressed. The décor was something right out of the eighteen hundreds, with all the modern conveniences.
Before heading up to talk to John, I found Henry for quick chat.
"So I suppose I have you to blame for John finding out about the real costs." I chuckled.
Actually Ed. I think he figured it out on his own. He's pretty smart when it comes to estimating. I think the addition of the two wind turbines really did it. They were not in the original plans."
"Well as far as you and I are concerned everything and I mean everything is on budget."
"No problem Ed."
"So how are you and Brett making out?" "Ed, I don't honestly know how I ever did without him in the past. I love him so much it hurts just to see him or watch him work."
"I'm very glad Henry. He's had such a bitch of a life until you came along. I hope you two are together for ever."
One of Henry's men walked up.
"John is looking for you two. He wants to meet you both along with the Credit guys in his office."
"Well I guess it's time to pay the piper." Henry said.
When we walked into John's office, Hans and the lawyer were already seated drinking scotch. I shook John's hand and commented on how good he looked.
"Thanks Ed. You're looking great too. Now I really need to know how much this renovation is costing me. I know it is a hell of lot more than what we agreed too."
"I looked at Henry.
"John, I went over everything and as far as I can tell everything except the wind turbines are in the budget. The original plan called for a marine diesel using bunker `A', to supply power and underground tanks. We also were going to use Natural Gas. Now both would have to be brought in. Now with the two Turbines supplying all power, we don't have to blast the areas needed for those two huge tanks. By changing to propane we also save money. Overall the costs of putting in the turbines are high, but the savings over several years will pay for both."
John looked right at me.
"Is what he says correct Ed? Or are you not telling me something else." "John, I have to go with Henry. I haven't been here to see what is being built or what has been decided on. If you want to know how much it has cost, talk to Hans. He's the one holding the purse strings. I haven't even looked at the cost or estimates since I was here last."
"Sir, as far as Credit Swiss is concerned, everything so far is within the financial model set up when we signed off on the original loan. The reason I am here is to negotiate the Marina and operating cost for the first year. I was informed that the renovation is at about 70% complete."
John looked skeptical, but had to accept what my bankers said.
"The other reason I came John was that I think I have the perfect Manager and Chef for your food and beverages."
"Really."
"Singh, Rami, come in here." The two boys walked into the office.
"Singh you already know. Rami is Singh's lover and partner, actually they are married. Jake married them on board Sandpiper. Singh you already know as an excellent chef. Rami with his organizational skills would be your Manager. He can handle all hiring of staff and equipment."
"Wow! I know Singh very well and his most delightful abilities."
"You will have to negotiate what you are going pay them, with them."
"Henry, do you have any ballpark figure for the Marina?"
"One million two, US. We already have the equipment for the piles here. We had to dredge the marina for the supply ships to get. I figure to extend the stone wharf and then build the marina onto one side of the wharf. That will leave onside for any supply boats that come in easy access to the resort." "Okay I figure to add about one million for the first year operating budget. Any surplus can be used to pay down the debt." I said.
"Ed." Rami spoke up.
"Yes Rami."
"What about staff quarters. We can't expect our staff to commute to the Virgin Islands everyday."
"John?"
"Damn I never thought about that. What do you figure, barrack style or apartments?"
"Well Sir, I think both. We could have double bunk rooms and some apartments for managers."
"Would we need co-ed units?"
"Sir, if I had my way we would hire all gay staff, but I am sure that will not be possible. Gay's have a tendency to get along better than having both males and females together. Less conflicts." Singh said.
"I'm not against that Singh. After all my Son and Henry are for all intents and purposes married as well. I see how well they get along and I have seen how well Sandpiper and her crew get along. If that is a prerequisite for hiring, so be it. You two are by way the both hired at 50,000 a year to start."
"Wow! Thank you Sir. We won't let you down."
"So add another couple hundred thousand for staff quarters, puts that at about a million four. Can you handle one million four hundred thousand added to your loans John?" "So, instead of two million, I would be indebt for 3.5 million?"
"That's it." I said.
"I guess I can handle that Ed."
"Good, Hans can you write that up that way. John you can have Brett check over the loan contract before you sign."
"Good."
"Speaking of Brett, John. I could if he wants get him back into Georgetown to finish his law degree."
"I'll ask him, but I think I already know his answer." John said.
The meeting broke up after that. I headed for my quarters. The suite John had given me and my boys had two king sized beds in the bedroom and a small sitting/dining area. It had an ensuite Hot tub and small balcony overlooking the busy bay. Very nice indeed. When I checked I found out my boys had headed for the other side of the Island away from the construction to swim. I grabbed a cold pack of beer, slipped on my Speedos and shorts and headed over to see them. There was now a well worn path across the Island. At one point I came across a crew working on the base for one of the wind turbines. The concrete had already been poured and they were digging a trench to run lines down to the resort. What they were doing was drilling short holes into the rock. After each hole was done, the foreman I presumed loaded each hole with a charge of explosives. One thing I did notice right off that all the men working were black and all from what I could tell well endowed in their very short shorts. The foreman was also black and had his shirt off showing a very muscular upper body.
At last they appeared to finish drilling and went back and put mattresses over the holes. The foreman saw and came over and led me back. "Were about to blast Sir." His accent was pure Australian.
After sounding a horn, he hit a switch. There was aloud CRUMP and the mattresses lifted a bit. The men moved back in and removed the mattresses. A line about 60 meters long had been blasted into the rock.
"Right guys, we will knock off for the day. See you early tomorrow."
I looked at my watch. It was just past 2 PM. The Foreman saw me looking.
"We knock off in afternoon. Too hot to work. Start around 6 in the morning."
"Your one of the new owners." He said.
"Yes, I'm Ed Somers. Was heading for the other side of the Island to see my boys."
"Right saw them go by a little while ago. I'm heading there now too. Like to swim and cool off after work."
I followed him as he led the way. Instead of heading south, he stepped off onto a less used path. I followed his very firm ass as he walked. We came out at a very small beach. Barely 20 meters long and maybe 10 from the water to the rocks.
"My own private beach." He laughed.
He sat down and quickly removed his boots and socks. He then stood and shucked off his shorts and underwear. He then walked into the surf. Watching those tight brown buns got my juices flowing real quickly. He simply washed himself and then sauntered out. Seeing that fairly thick cock, with its long foreskin really turned me on. He walked to flat rock and stretched out in the sun. I opened the cold pack I had brought along.
"Want a cold beer?" I asked.
"Too right mate." He got up and walked over. He went to one knee about a foot in front of me. I handed him a beer and he took a long pull from the can.
I knew I wanted that cock, but was not sure of his reaction. Taking the bull by the horns, I reached out and cupped his eggs sized balls in his heavy sack.
"Damn, that feels good Mate."
Emboldened, I gripped his thick cock. I felt it start to get hard. He went to both knees and then pulled my hand off his cock. He shuffled forward and pushed the end of his cock against my lips. I just opened my mouth. Using one hand he shoved it right into my throat. He slowly fucked my face until his cock was hard as a rock. He pulled out and looked at me.
Sure of what he wanted I laid back on the sand. He undid my shorts and pulled them and my Speedos off in one go. Again shuffling closer he lifted my legs to his shoulders. I felt his cock running up and down my crack. All of sudden he just hammered his cock into my hole. Damn did it hurt like hell, without lube to sooth the way it just forced its way into me. I yelped in pain.
"Sorry Mate." Was all he said?
He started to fuck me in long fast strokes. Driving his cock all the way into me each time. It sure didn't take him long before I felt his hot sperm blast into my colon. When he pulled out he was still rock hard, but his cock was now covered in his cumm and my ass juices.
"On you knees mate, I'll take you doggy style this time."
Not waiting he flipped me onto my knees and pulled my ass up. This time he fucked very fast and hard. The continuous slap, slap, slap of his balls on my ass went on for almost 30 minutes before he just held it inside and dumped his second load into me. I felt his cock go soft as he pulled out. He sat back as I turned and looked at him. I did the same thing I had done for anyone who fucked me, I leaned over and sucked his cumm and my ass juices from his cock.
"Damn Mate, you really are great."
"So are you, so are you. Thank you."
We sat and talked and drank beer. I found out his name was Devon. He was lead hand with Matrix. After a couple of beers he got to his knees again.
"Into piss too Ed?"
"Sure." I slipped his soft cock into my mouth. His piss was very acidic, but I loved it just the same.
"Damn you make me think of home Ed. Long time since anyone has done that. The boys here are all into fucking, but that's it."
"Now I'm not one to usually return favors but." With that said he leaned over and slipped my cock into his mouth. I pushed him around until I could take his cock into my mouth. We spent almost an hour sucking each other. I got off twice and I finally tasted his semi sweet load in my mouth.
Very nice Ed, very nice indeed."
We polished off another beer and I drained him again before he dressed. We walked back out to the path leading to big beach.
"Same time tomorrow." I asked.
"Love to Ed. See you tomorrow."
He headed back to camp as I headed for the beach and my boys.
Devon turned out to be my regular afternoon entertainment along with a couple of the black workers. My boys made sure I was totally exhausted come night time. I always slept real well.
I even spent one night with Brett and Henry. Brett was a total bottom, but he would do anything you asked. Rim, suck, drink piss, and clean your cock after you fucked him. He was a real fire brand in bed and almost completely insatiable. I'm sure he kept Henry very happy, but was not sure how Henry kept up with him. Henry told me later he allowed Brett to take out some of energy with the work crew. He told me always came back to his bed and always asked him first. I was at first worried about possible HIV contraction, but he told me MATRIX was very careful that way. All employees had to have blood test before they were even hired and any STD's meant not getting work on the Island.
The ten days went by too fast as far as I was concerned. Henry and Brett took the two Credit Swiss guys deep sea fishing. I was shocked at the size of the swordfish they caught and released. Both men were very happy when it came time to leave. The boys were very sad to leave. I knew they had enjoyed a lot more than just me in the short ten days. The contract and loan all signed sealed and sent off to Credit Swiss and after a long farewell John took us back to the Airport in his yacht.
The boys, worn out by ten days of fun, slept most of way back to Sandpiper. I finally went over the expense reports for the Resort. I could see easily where most of the money went. Just feeding the construction crew cost in excess of a million dollars. I finally set them aside and thought about my afternoons with Devon. I had really enjoyed his company and the one day when we had two of the workers with us too. Even though he was very domineering, I still loved his cock and the others that were inside both my ass and mouth. Damn near gave me a wet dream.
I had talked to Jake by satellite phone and he told me Sandpiper was tied up in one of the numerous small marinas on the island. Just outside Moroni. He said he would pick me and the boys up from the airport. Only customs was a little curious about the Private Jet. After clearing customs we squeezed everyone and our baggage into my Jeep.
Ngazidja, or as the French called it Grand Comore Island was a really nice place. I was surprised there were not more big hotels or resorts. It looked like an ideal place for tourist resorts. Fairly stable government, beautiful country side, and after shopping in Moroni, very reasonable prices. All of my crew enjoyed both the city and people they met.
After bringing Jake and the crew up to date on the Pirates Cove Resort we sat down to figure our next stop. The only part of our journey up the east coast of Africa, we had to really worry about was Somalia and its pirates. We figured Tanzania next and then Kenya. My boys wanted to see some wild African animals. I figured maybe we could book a couple of safaris. That way all the crew could go, half at a time. I figured we might be able to do the Safaris in Tanzania. I told Jake to take us to Dar es Salaam, the old Capital of Tanzania.
We had been very lucky, as far as the weather was concerned and it still held for our trip across to Tanzania. The ocean although still with long slow rollers was an easy passage.
Arriving off Zanzibar Gate in the harbor at Dar es Salaam, customs came on board. After a brief inspection, stamped all our passports and welcomed us to Tanzania. Jake negotiated with one of the dock users to tie Sandpiper up. There we were able to unload my Jeep.
Using Sandpiper as our accommodations we were able to give all the crew time in town. To me and I think my crew Dar es Salaam was a very nice place to visit. A much laid back city, there litterly hundreds of things to do, from swimming, museums, shopping or just walking and enjoying the atmosphere. People generally were very friendly and although the language problems cropped up, for the most part English and US dollars seemed to smooth the ways. My boys just loved the whole experience. Although I am really not sure, I am sure they enjoyed other delights too. All knew my rules and I know our condom levels went down considerably the month we were tied up in Dar es Salaam.
I also booked a double safari for the crew. Both destinations were the same. The Selous Impala Camp. With four separate groups on each safari, I booked four units. Each unit was a large tent set on stilts. There was wide spacing between the tents. Here the boys could choose either boat trips or vehicle trips into the bush. When they returned excellent meals were available in the open air restaurant as well large pools to cool off in or even go fishing. I rented a ten passenger van with driver to get us to the camp. The first trip consisted of my four lovers and Sal and Mamoo, with Simon and Aaron. Brent came along as well and I think was sleeping with Simon and Aaron.
Brent was another of the odd men out in my crew. Not that he wasn't happy or shunned by any of the others. Normally he was with Andy and Juan in their stateroom. On board he was one of the general duty guys. Keeping Sandpiper looking clean and sharp. He was always smiling, his pure white teeth on display. Being black, he didn't tan, but always dressed as most of the crew did, that is when the crew wore shorts, he did as well or went nude, and he automatically fitted in. In Bed he was versatile, enjoying both getting a cock in his ass or vice versa. He very seldom talked much, preferring to just listen. He never asked for anything, which sometimes I thought would make him a loner with the crew. They all loved his manner and he was always invited to some ones bed at night. Even mine on occasion. I liked him and so did my boys. My boys were the only ones that could get him to talk, as long as they were alone. What bothered me most about Brent was that he acted sometimes as more of a slave to the needs of others. I had tried unsuccessfully to tell him that he was just as important to me as the rest of my crew, but it never seemed to sink in.
When we left for our safari, I made sure everyone had a camera. I stopped and bought Brent one. He almost refused it. Jer talked him into accepting it and he got pretty teary eyed. Jer also showed him how to work it. He was very quick at catching on and from then on was like a kid in a candy store with that small digital camera.
After checking in and explaining what we mostly wanted to do, my boys wanted to see wild animals, I really didn't care as long as the boys were happy, we were inside our huge tent.
"Ed, you made a real friend in Brent. I don't think anyone had ever given him a gift before."
"Well I wish he would accept that he is just as good as or even better than the rest of my crew."
"You know he never buys anything when you give him money from his wages. I think he is sending it all home to his family." Jer said.
"Well, I think you boys should take him shopping sometime and buy everything he needs. I'll pay."
"We tried already, but he doesn't want anything."
Brent was one of the boys that had joined our crew from Morocco. He had been genuinely happy when I accepted him as one of my crew. It was news to me that he was sending all his wages home. I wondered if he would let me help him and his family out.
I grabbed a very cold beer and sat down in one of the comfortable wicker chairs. No sooner was I seated than I had four boys all around me. Just looking at them I knew what they wanted.
"Before you guys start anything, you might want to close the flaps for the walls, otherwise the whole camp will see."
Our tent was open on all sides to keep it cool.
All four headed for one wall to close it off. I resigned myself to a night of love making with all four. After closing the flaps they were very quick to undress. Seeing those four very beautiful boys standing around made my heart sing. I stood up and Siam undid my shorts and let them drop. He bent down and slipped my boxer briefs off and sucked my cock right to the root into his mouth. I was instantly hard. Two of them then led me to one of the king sized beds. I knew what was coming next as I would be tag teamed by two of them. I'm sure they had planned it all in advance. Siam and Gary started. Siam went after my cock while Gary pushed my legs up and started to rim. Gary soon entered me and Siam sat down on my cock. When I turned my head I saw Jer and Bobby going at each other on the other bed. Jer was pounding Bobby's ass.
Very quickly my load filled Siam's tight butt and soon after Gary let go inside me. They quickly switched positions. Siam started to rim while Gary worried my cock until was again hard as a rock. He then sat down on my cock as Siam entered me. These boys were always very good. What really got me going was when Jer came over and entered Siam, doggy style. Bobby sat on my chest and leaned over so he could suck Gary, which put his very cute ass right in my face. My hands free, I spread his cheeks and pulled him down to rim. I tasted Jer, god what a rush. That brought me quickly to my second ejaculation of the night. I went soft real quickly. Totally wasted I watched as Bobby entered his brother, while Gary entered him. I wish I had the stamina of these boys. Jer not wanting to be left out sat on my chest and fed his cock into my mouth.
After sliding his cock all way into my mouth he swung around and dropped onto my soft cock and balls, licking and sucking. I honestly didn't think I could get up again, but Jer sure knew how to do it. Very quickly I was straining in his mouth again. I wasn't really sure what they were up to. They kept switching around. Finally after I'm sure an hour I deposited my load into Jer's throat. He just moved off me to wait.
After getting off three times, I knew a fourth time was out of the question. Siam finally just came over and presented his cute ass to me. I didn't need an invitation to pull it right down. I'm sure I tasted all of my boys. After Siam, came Gary, Bobby and finally Jer, who slipped his cock into my mouth and blew his pent up load. No both full and sated I just laid back. Very quickly I had four boys spooned against me and each other. Sleep was easy.
Very surprising to me, I woke very refreshed. Maybe it was the air here. Gary brought me a coffee along with a morning kiss. After my coffee and a long cool shower, I had my second coffee as we waited for the late morning start to our drive into the Game Reserve.
I called Jer over.
"Jer, you have been talking to Brent. What can you tell me about his family?"
"Well, his Mother, with a younger sister and two younger brothers live in a small village outside Kampala. They are very poor. Brent is the oldest and went to Morocco to work in the orange orchards so he could send money home. His sister has a baby now. She was raped by soldiers after he left. He hoped to eventually get them away to some place safer, but isn't sure anymore if he can. The government takes part of everything he sends them so all they have left is money for food. I wish we could help him Ed. He gets so sad when he talks about home."
"Love, he is part of my crew and I will do everything I can to help him. I'm not exactly sure what I can do, but I promise I will help him and his family."
The ten days at the camp went pretty fast. All the boys and myself got good pictures of Elephants, Giraffes, Gazelle and even hyenas. On the river trip they got close up to some of the huge fresh water crocodiles. That I think scared them the most. One night a couple of elephants meandered through the camp, much to the delight of the boys. Too soon we headed back to Sandpiper. Jake took the balance of the crew up with him, while I minded the boat.
I paid a visit to the US Consulate in Dar es Salaam. I asked about travel to Uganda. They told me there no restrictions on travel by bus or plane, but suggested that travel by car or Vehicle could have problems. Asking what kind of problems, they told me some tourists had been hijacked and had all there belongings including the vehicle stolen. Tourists were for the most part welcome in Uganda. Tourist dollars were always welcome. He also told me bribery was pretty much the norm through out Uganda.
So I could travel there but by what means I would have to decide. If I could get to Brent's town and if his family could or would come back with me, what then?
I saw Brent with two of my boys on the bow. I went down to ask him a couple of questions.
"Brent, Jer told me you had once planned to get your family out of Uganda. Where were planning on going?"
"Well I had hoped to try and get refugee status in England or Canada."
England, now that was a thought. I wondered if my lawyer in England would be interested in sponsoring four and an infant from Uganda.
"What does your mother and sister do, if anything?"
"My Mom cooks for the Army. That why my sister got raped. They saw her with my Mom and pulled her out one day. My brothers were going to school but I think work in the cane fields when they can."
"Brent, don't get your hopes up yet, but I am going to do everything I can to get them out."
When I said that he burst out crying. I pulled him to my chest and held him as he cried.
After he got himself back under control he asked me how.
"I'm not sure yet Brent, but I'm working on it. I'll let you know what I can do as soon as I can. Sandpiper will not leave here until I know absolutely for sure I can't do anything."
"Thank you Ed. I don't what I can do to repay you."
"Brent, you need not do anything. I would do the same for any of my crew. I love you and all of them."
I went back up to my office and checked the time in London. Just after 2 pm. Harry should still be in his office. I called him direct. After getting his secretary I was connected to him.
"Yes Mr. Somers. What can I do for you and Sandpiper?"
"Well this might be more than even you can handle, but I have a few questions."
"Go ahead Ed. All I can say is no."
"First off do you have any connections in the foreign office?" "A few, what's on your mind?"
One of my crew has family in Uganda. He wants to get them out and if possible into England. I am prepared to fly them anywhere he wants, but I have no idea how hard it would be to get them into England and once there, how to set it up for them to live."
"Where are you now Ed?"
"Dar es Salaam, Tanzania."
"Okay, I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
Harry, I'm not leaving here until I get this resolved one way or the other. I will get them out of Uganda, come hell or high water."
"You really do get your dander up for your crew."
"Yes I do. They are all very important to me."
"Okay Ed. I'll get back to you soonest."
I hung up and sat back thinking.
After thinking a bit, I decided not to wait to see what Harry could do. If worse came to worse I'd call on the US State Department for help. I hit my inter ship intercom and asked Brent to come to my office.
"Brent, what kind of bribes would I need if I wanted to get to Kampala by road?"
Mostly for the soldiers. Maybe five dollars each. US Money they really like."
"How about the border?" "Easy, 20.00 dollars each passenger."
"Good, I want you to pack a bag for four day trip. Keep it light. We are going to pick up your family and bring them here."
Brent went almost crazy as he cried. He hugged me and kept thanking me.
"Brent you can thank me later. Now go pack and send Mamoo up to see me."
When Mamoo came up I put him in charge of Sandpiper.
"I also want you to book a penthouse suite in the Hilton. Make sure it has at least three bedrooms. I'll need it in about three days. There will be five guests."
"Can you tell me what you are doing Ed?"
"It's quite simple Mamoo. I'm going to drive to Kampala, Uganda, pick up Brent's family and bring them back. I'll bribe my way there and back."
"Damn another story about you and Sandpiper. Okay Ed I'll do as you want. Just don't show a wad of cash to any that you have to bribe. They might just rob you instead."
"I'll be careful that way."
"When are you leaving?"
"As soon as I say good bye to my boys. If my lawyer from England calls, tell him I'll get back to him as soon as I can. I'll be taking a satellite phone with me in case of emergency."
After a very short good bye to my boys and admonishing them to be good or careful, Brent and I left. I made sure he had his Moroccan passport and I had my American one. I took several hundred dollars in cash with me. Mostly fives and tens. The highway to the border was very good pavement. I knew once we crossed the border the roads were shit. Some times, I was told only a double track through the bush.
We stopped at almost sundown in the last town before the border. Brent pointed out a motel. Motel, what a laugh. The room which cost me two dollars was just a bed in the room. No bathroom or shower. Not even chairs. Brent pointed out an eating place and we went and ate, what he ordered. I thought it was very good, but Brent told me it was really bad food. We grabbed six beers in a cloth sack and went back to the room. Before Brent would even allow me to sit he took all the sheets off the bed and shook them outside. He did the same with the mattress.
"Now no bugs to bite us." He said.
We sat on the bed and drank the beer. Later I fucked him and then sucked him off before we went to sleep. Your turn tomorrow, I said to him before drifting off to sleep.
The next morning after very bad coffee, I refueled the Jeep and filled both jerry cans. Jesus, 10.20 a US Gallon. $120.00 poorer we headed for the border. No checks on the Tanzania side, but 40 bucks on the Uganda side got our passports stamped.
No sooner were we inside Uganda when we were waved over by an Army check point. They looked over our jeep and asked for our passports. I slipped a five dollar bill in each and handed them over. Very soon we were back on the road. Whoever said the roads in Uganda were bad had a penchant for understatement. It took us ten hours to drive the 200 km to the town outside Kampala where Brent's family lived. Pot holes, bridges out, rutted roadway, even by passing areas marked as mined. A real mind boggling trip. The reunion between Brent and his family was something else, especially when they said they didn't want to leave. Fuck now what was I going to do?"
Well, his mother was very grateful for my offer, but really did not want to leave her home. Through Brent she asked me to take both her young sons and daughter. She said she was born here and she would die here.
Not being able to convince her, she made me feel at home. I slept on a pad between her two young sons. Both, I was surprised made passes at me, but I just turned away from them.
In the morning I gave Brent a hundred dollars and told him to go to the money changer and get me Ugandan Money. I gave it all to her after loading up her daughter, grand daughter and two sons. I told her I would make sure she got more in future. She kissed me and told me in broken English to keep her family safe and she would be happy. After a very tear filled farewell we got back on the road to Tanzania.
Three military check points and one border crossing, almost 200 dollars we were back in Tanzania. Another night in three rooms at that infamous motel and the drive Dar es Salaam. What a trip. The suite almost made the young daughter faint. I could see why the soldiers had wanted her. If I had been interested in women she might have been perfect. Very firm breasts hardly covered by the thin shirt she wore. A very slim waist and a very prominent bubble butt. Thinking about that butt reminded me of Brent and the two boys.
I left Brent with them. I told him I would be back in the morning to take them shopping. "No excuses Brent."
"Yes Ed. I understand. I will never be able to thank you for what you have done."
"Brent, you are very important to me and Sandpiper. As I have said time and time again. I will always help my crew. To me that is more important than anything else. Keeping you and them happy."
Back on Sandpiper, Mamoo told me my lawyer had not called. So I called him.
"What's happening Harry?"
"Sorry Ed. Being very busy. Can you give me their names?"
"Yes. The oldest daughter is Serene and her daughter is Malwy, after her mother. The two boys are Luke and John, from the bible. The Mother will not be coming."
"Ed, there is no problem as far as I and my wife are concerned. We are prepared to sponsor all of them. The British Foreign office requires they have blood tests before they will issue Refugee Visa's. Can you arrange that?"
"Well considering I have already picked them up it should be no problem."
"You mean you didn't wait?"
"Harry, if you couldn't come through for me I would have gone to the US State Department for help."
"Maybe what they say about you is right Ed. You really are a saint."
"Harry, I just want all my crew happy all the time. Thanks Harry, kiss your wife for me. Tell her she is the real Saint in my mind."
"Careful Ed. She might hold out for that real kiss from you." He chuckled.
Harry, I'll arrange for the blood tests. What then?" "Well if they are all negative HIV, you can take them to the British Embassy. They will issue temporary passports and visas. That will get them here. When they arrive, I'll be there to smooth their entry. All you need to do is give me the flight schedule."
"Send me a bill Harry."
"Not on your life Ed. You just made my wife very, very happy."
"Just to let you know, Singh and Rami were married by my Captain and are now working on opening the restaurant and bar facilities at the Pirates Cove Resort. Both are making 50 grand a year."
"Thanks Ed. I know you must have had something to do with that. My wife will be very happy Rami has found both his love and his dream."
"Well Harry when the resort is ready, I'll fly both you and your wife there. Maybe a second honeymoon."
"Not a chance Ed. My wife will not fly anywhere."
Okay Harry, I'll let you know the flight schedule."
We both hung up.
Mamoo walked in and dropped a copy of Time Magazine on my desk in front of me. My mug stared out at me. The title across the page was.
Who is this man?
"You hit time magazine cover Ed."
"No thanks to you Mamoo."
"Ed, I just submit the stories, I don't tell time what to do with them." "Well at least they picked the best picture of me."
"Ed, Time has offered me an exclusive contract to tell all of you and Sandpipers history. They have offered 150 grand, if I will sign an exclusive contract."
"Mamoo, I won't stand in your way. Go for it. I already told you that you have exclusive rights to Sandpiper and her story."
"Ed, I will be taking Sal with me when I go."
"Sorry Mamoo, but unless you have Jake tie the knot that binds both of you together I forbid it." "What if Sal disagrees with you."
He won't. He's one of my sons and a very smart young man."
Mamoo bristled when I said that.
Sit down Mamoo and listen very carefully."
"You dropped this on my desk in triumph. Sorry Mamoo, I read the story already. This story you didn't allow me or my crew to read before you submitted it. You knew we would have rejected it. You're a hack Mamoo and not a very good one at that. Big deal Time will pay you 150 grand for our story. Guess what, I could find any number of mags that would pay more. You think of me, just by this story as nothing more than a rich playboy sailing the seven seas with an all gay crew. Your not looking or writing about Sandpiper, your writing about it's crew, gay crew. If you had done your homework, you would have found my mug shot on six other Time Magazines. I am sure it is not Time that is offering you the money. Time is owned by Warner and Warner is owned by Sony. I think it is probably one of the rags magazines."
Pack your bags Mamoo. Your no longer welcome on Sandpiper."
"Sal will be coming with me. He told me he loved me."
"Really lets find out."
I hit the intercom and ordered Sal to my office.
Sal came into my office.
"Yes Father."
"Go ahead Mamoo, make your pitch, but make sure you tell him everything. If you don't, I will."
"Father, he doesn't have to. I already read the article in Time. I'm sorry Father, I really thought he was the one."
He turned to Mamoo.
"You thought that through me you could get all the dirty laundry. There is no dirty laundry on Sandpiper. That is my Father that you decided to demean in your article. Mamoo I hate you for what you have done."
"You want to leave with him Son?"
"Never. I wish he was dead."
"Well Mamoo. You have your answer. I suggest you pack, quickly. If Jake gets back before your off Sandpiper, you might end up feeding the bottom feeders in the bay."
Mamoo just got up and left. We watched him walk down the wharf.
Sal was in my arms crying instantly. "I'm sorry Father. I really thought he was one I wanted forever."
"Sal it is as much my fault as yours. I read him totally wrong. All he saw was dollar signs in his eyes and used you to get to me. We all loved his first article, but I think that was just bait on his hook. If I had not seen the magazine in the hotel, I might never have caught on until it was too late to stop him."
"I hope your not mad, but Gary formatted his lap top when he found out."
I burst out laughing. Not only was he gone, but all the data he had collected on Sandpiper was gone too. Now if he wrote up anything, he would have no pictures or interviews to collaborate his story. No one would buy it without real evidence it was true. Most would know that I would sue for everything if an article came out that even remotely slandered me, my crew or Sandpiper. Too many magazines had been sued by very rich men after alleged articles had been printed about them. I was considered one of the very rich.
One thing I had missed was Sal's big cock. That night I made up for it, with just him and Siam in my bed. The other boys found other willing members of my crew to sleep with.
The next day after outfitting all of Brent's family and him in new clothes, I took them to the International Clinic for blood tests. I was told ten days for the results. I delegated some of my boys to escort the family as they visited Dar es Salaam.
I finally took Brent aside one day.
"Brent, when the rest of your family go to England, what do you want to do? Go with them or stay with Sandpiper?"
"If you will have me Ed. I would like to stay on Sandpiper. I guess this has become a real home for me." "Brent, I am very happy you want to stay. You will always be welcome here Son."
"Now, did any of your mothers cooking rub off on you?"
"Oh yes Ed. I can cook everything my mother does."
"Good, because with Singh and Rami gone, Andy is now short handed in the galley. Would you like to help out there from now on? Maybe you can bring some good African cuisine to the table."
"That would be great Ed. Thank you."
"Brent, after we are back at sea, I would also love to have you in my bed."
"Oh Wow! I'd love that to Ed."
TBC
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