I don't want them to sail. It would have been alright if they kept on ... instead they had to come back and I don't want them to die in the coming sto...rm ... and they will if they sail the boat." You sound certain." I am ... I knew who they were before my father did." DAVID! ... GRACE!"The clatter on the deck let him know they were coming."Daddy?" Ship your boat ... you're coming home with me." Yes, Sir," David said. He looked at Hineahuone, "If we fly are you staying?" As much as I don't want. Life was just routine with no twists and turns after the best birthday gift from those two lovely studs. One fine Sunday morning after few months, a guy in mid 30s with his wife and a 4 yr old son moved into the flat (adjacent to mine) that was vacant for over a year. I came to know him as, Anil, a software engineer in a MNC (situated nearly 20 Kms away from our place) and that his daily routine would be to leave early and return late.He was of my height, wheatish in complexion, broad face ,. I can’t believe I actually thanked God for bringing Cassius into my life because he enjoyed giving pain as much as I enjoyed receiving it. It’s a crying shame to say I can not see a day when I will let go of this thrill and rush I get with every infliction of pain to my body. Help me, Lord! The clock on the night stand next to Cassius displayed in large red numbers the time of two in the morning, so she persuaded herself to get some sleep. She silently hoped that perhaps she and Cassius would. As I’m being played with, the sensations feel better and better until they peak, then it stays like that for a little while, then it goes back down. I don’t feel that sudden rush of pleasure, and I don’t have the release that you normally feel from an orgasm. The up side is, I can keep going and going and going, until I’m just too tired to take anymore. I think of it as trading quality for quantity. I actually outlast my wife. Since I’m talking about my wife, I’ll tell you about how I please.