I was up at six making a king-sized breakfast for everyone. When they all got up, they thought I would want to swim. I said, "I want to share a meal with all of you before I go. This makes me happy."
All of them kissed me and gave me a hug, understanding I was going through as much emotion over leaving as they were. Lena came in totally naked and gave me a kiss. Kissing a six foot eight healthy naked young lady first thing in the morning is some kind of exciting. She was very tender and whispered in my ear, "Thank you, Lover, you made me a very happy young lady. I'll remember our time together for the rest of my life. I can't wait to tell my sisters and mom about how good it was. They will just love you all the more. I tricked you, but it was important to me. I love you for it, Chuck. Be safe, be careful, come back and do it again."
I did hug the naked young lady to me with tears in my eyes. She was what I wanted in Bobby so badly. I was a lucky man though, who had nine women who really did care.
Lisa came out with a very, very short blue skirt on. She said, "You're going to experience a flight that only you can appreciate. We are going to have some fun."
Frieda came to me and sat on my lap. She kissed me so sweetly, "I know we did it last night. I feel like a mommy. You know you probably made more than one. I just feel it. Come home to me; suck the milk from my breasts along with your babies. I love you, you crazy person. You've captured all of us even though you scare the shit out of us. I love you, Baby. Come home, come back to help me to raise your babies."
Jesus, that is touching. I hope she has the baby she thinks she has. We did have some pretty good loving, so perhaps she is "with child."
After everyone ate, they all helped me pack my clothes into the duffel bag. If clothes were ever protected, these were. I was kissed with almost every piece stuffed into the bag. When we were done, they watched as I put the bag into Lisa's car, along with the aluminum cases of toys and the two guitar cases. Wanda, Lisa, Tina, and Lena, were waved goodbye with me as we left for the air park.
That was more difficult than I thought. I was going to miss my flakes, the Fab five. They were all special in their own way. I know I really did love them all.
Amazing, I had so many women helping me that I was totally overwelmed, but I understood.
At the air park, my new Lear was out on the tarmac with Jimmy worrying over it before we even arrived. When he saw me, he came to me and said, "I really hate that you have to leave for a while. Thank you so much for this job. My dad is proud of me, Angie is proud of me, and I'm proud of me. You are my benefactor, Chuck. You really got me started in my real new life. Thank you, Chuck, this is so good."
Jimmy's dad came out of the charter office and shook my hand. He said, "You know you could have always hidden out in the frozen north for a while. By the time you could come home, you would want to be warm again."
I said to the man, "You know you can come down here with your son if you want. I'll bet we have a place for you here if you want to be here. Think about it. If you want a change, call John Scott in D.C. and tell him I told you to call."
He smiled and said, "My wife and I have thought of it. She says anywhere there aren't airplanes in our backyard. The trailer park might be the place for us."
Lisa had finished the preflight inspection with Jimmy, and both told me to get my shit together and get on board. The girls were already settled in seats, with Wanda at the communications console.
I sat in the left seat with pride as Jimmy shut and locked the door. Lisa began running down the checklist and I did everything automatically. When I called for instructions, I knew we were on our way. This was emotional. I was leaving everything behind me, all my lovers, all my friends, my work, everything, to hide out from whom, from what? Damn, this was tough to handle.
We were given immediate access to the runway and headed to the end and when I spun the plane for takeoff, Lisa, in a very uncharacteristic moment, leaned over and kissed my cheek and said, "Hit it, let it out, take off like a jet."
I tore down the runway and took off at a forty-five degree angle turning to head northwest. We blasted out of Florida, going across the gulf headed in our planned direction.
Lisa began asking me tech questions for the Lear. She went through the manual questions and went on to the questions that were asked by the crew who tested me. We landed in Columbia, Missouri, not because we were low on fuel, but because it was a good potty break pause.
We lit it up on the way out of there too. Not really afterburners. as we didn't have those, but we were at full thrust. In a little less than two hours we were lining up for Friday Harbor Island. I came in low and touched down right on the short apron pulling up tight, well before the end of the runway. We spun around and headed to the tiny operations building.
As soon as we were parked, a dozen people were out taking pictures of the aircraft. The cartoons were so cool that people were on their cell phones calling others to come take a look.
Dewey walked out of the operations building with what could be a teenager and couple of younger kids following him. We shook and I introduced him to my friends. He said, "Come on, we'll go out to the house for lunch. If the ladies have to leave they can, or they can spend the night and leave in the morning."
We unloaded my duffel bag, the two aluminum cases, and the two guitar cases. Dewey asked, "Are you going to entertain us on this leg of the trip?"
"I hope so, Dewey. Lisa here thinks I'm more than I am."
"Isn't it wonderful to have women think you're more than you are. Makes us stick out our chests."
Dewey's home was beautiful. It was all wood, everywhere, with wood floors and with kids seemingly running everywhere, making lots of noise in the hardwood environment. Looking out over the water, we could see the big sailboat Dewey would be sailing soon. This was an ideal place to enjoy the feel of the area.
Dewey introduced everyone to his wife, Sheila, and his wife's sister, Sheena. He said almost sheepishly, but with pride, that Sheena should be considered his wife as well. Sheila tossled the hair on a young guy that looked like Dewey and said, "This is, not so little Dewey, not junior, just Dewey, or little Dewey, he's seven. He answers to "hey you" pretty well too. The middle one is Sheena's William or Bill, he's almost seven. And these two cute ones are Sharon and Shirley, both five. Surprises, Sheena and I gave Dewey when we three got together permanently."
After meeting everyone, Dewey said, "I have to introduce you to the folks at my favorite place to drink. Bring everyone and we'll entertain them for a few minutes."
The ladies made a stir, especially a six foot eight young lady with a beautiful smile. Wanda is always a hit with her tall slender body, accentuated by her long breasts. Tina is so cute, and then there is Lisa, a cute little lady with a sweet smile and a nice body. I would definitely miss her.
We all drank probably too much, but knew there would be enough time to sober up. We ate at the bar, having some great fresh salmon, then went home to be welcomed by Dewey's kids and wives. This was nice and gave me an idea of how a life with multiple ladies could be.
That night I was king of the bed and enjoyed all my ladies. We led each other and I almost couldn't let Lisa go. Tina was right there too, as were Lena and Wanda. The ladies made sure I knew that I was wanted at home as soon as I could be there.
We slept late, almost nine, but it was not so late that food wasn't available. Dewey said, "When you get a bunch of kids, you'll wake up earlier, they're hungry early. You'll love it."
We did get everything ironed out so the girls could return home. All of them gave me kisses and hugs, some with tears in their eyes. We drove out to the tiny airport where the plane had been refueled and made ready to go home.
I took a minute with Lisa, away from everyone, and told her, "You know we've hit it off special. I'm really hesitant leaving you the way I feel for you, but I know everyone at home will take care of you. Lisa, I want you to think about it, but I think we might be meant to be together, forever."
"I know, Chuck. I feel that way too sometimes, but remember that I do like girls. Maybe more than I like guys, even you. This will help because we can both think about it. You and me, Honey, I think we're meant for each other too. Dingy, isn't it. I love you, Chuck, be safe, come back to me, come back to us. You're going to be a dad a couple of times before we ever get together. I love you, Baby. Be safe."
I did get some love from each of the ladies. Wanda had tears in her eyes, as did Lena. Tina smiled a lot and said, "Come back to Lisa, she's got it real bad."
They finally loaded up and I watched as Lisa took off with my new airplane. I watched it as it went out of sight, knowing I would be with them again, but it would be a while.
Back at Dewey's, I played with the younger kids and finally got a guitar out and played and sang for all the kids until I was out of music for them. Dewey said, "Let's go into town, to the music store and buy up everything they have in sheet music for kids for the trip. You can learn stuff on the fly. The kids will never know."
We went to a small music store where the lady gave me hundreds of pieces of music for kids and then a "Fake Book" with thousands of songs in their basic form. When we were finished, we went to Dewey's bar and were sitting at the bar, having my favorite drink. Dewey asked me, "Can you play the piano?"
"A little, but I haven't played forever."
"They have one over there and keep it in tune. Go try, try to play it. There's no one here, they love when people play."
Dewey moved my drink to the small baby grand sitting in the corner of the bar. At first I just tinkled the keys, then remembering the weekend, I thought, "Sweet Georgia Brown."
I followed that with Georgia and actually sang along with it along with the others in the bar. I couldn't resist and played Blue Moon and was accompanied by everyone singing again. I ended up playing a dozen oldies that everyone was singing. I was surprised I remembered how to play.
Dewey said, "We got to go, I need to go see the pawn shop guy."
We walked down the street to "Bob's Pawn."
Dewey and I went in and Dewey said, "Hey, you shyster, I need some kind of piano or keyboard to put on my boat. Two of them would be even better, whatcha got?"
The guy had several keyboards. He did have a nice Yamaha that had all the bells and whistles. and was an 88 key model. The other he had was one of my favorites, an 88 key Roland. I tried both and Dewey said, "I'll take both but I'll only give you..." The man grinned at Dewey. They argued a while but they finally agreed on a price, but Dewey had the guy throw in two cheap guitars with extra strings and cases. You could tell these two have known each other for a long time. When we left, Dewey said, "You can't play on one boat without playing on the other. We're going to have a lot of fun on this trip. Let's go home and love up the women."
The kids were a lot of fun and they did love the music. I ended up with sore fingers trying to play all the songs they kept finding in the big book. Dewey's women were having a great time as the kids were totally occupied with the music.
I was asleep early that night. So early that I was shocked when a lithe body slid into bed with me. Lips touched mine and I became enmeshed with a woman as she hugged me to her. She wasn't inviting, more than offering comforting body contact, a gentle companionship. As we drifted off, the lady, Sheena, said, "You'll be welcome on this trip. We'll all enjoy you."
The next morning there wasn't any funny feelings between any of us. We ate then worked on loading the boat to get ready to leave. They were ready. The boat was connected to shore power to keep the freezer and fridges cold. Dewey showed me around the big boat, and the more I looked, the more I saw masters had designed the beautiful boat to use every available scarce square inch for storage, to put a tool, to secure lamps. Everything had a place and a place for everything. Dewey's storage room was full of paper products. I had not considered it, but I suppose you do need a lot of toilet paper to be at sea with a big family for two months.
Dewey had me taste the water produced by the desalination processor. It was good, clean water, not salty at all. Dewey even had a microscope in the tiny room that accommodated the large processor. When you checked the water, it was perfectly clear.
The afternoon was typical around the islands this time of year. It was overcast, almost gloomy, but the water still gave reflections of the shore and the trees there. I was sitting outside on Dewey's wood deck, looking over the large lagoon that was Dewey's private harbor. A bald eagle flew by twice then settled on a branch out over the water. Some sea gulls were playing tag along the water line and a harbor seal was sprawled on a big rock about a hundred yards away.
The seal's head came up, alerting me something was up. The eagle spread his wings, but didn't take off. It was strutting back and forth on the big branch with its wings spread. The sea gulls all landed on Dewey's dock, looking toward the entrance to the lagoon.
Another huge sailboat with all of the sail taken in came around the corner smoothly, quietly, obviously under its own muffled power. The scene was surreal, very dramatic, the boat smoothly slid around the bend and I saw the large script letters, announcing the "Mercy, Mercy." My excitement built as the boat moved steadily closer, slowing, drifting toward a buoy out in the little harbor. The eagle screamed and the seal splashed into the water just when I heard the clunk of a transmission as the boat began swiveling around the buoy to stop. A small person was tossing what looked like a lasso over the buoy while there was activity at the rear of the boat, an anchor dropped as a rather large dinghy was also dropped into the water. An outboard motor started and the dinghy pulled to the front of the boat to tie up to the floating buoy.
Dewey came out of the house and stood next to me, watching the activity on deck, now with young people running everywhere doing something while the dinghy went to a platform that was folded down. Dewey said, "It is magnificent, isn't it? When you see all those people on the boat, hear the laughter over the water, and see how they all function together, you get this great feeling inside. My boat is the same. Giggles and laughter keep the boat happily sailing."
It was as if welcoming the new life to the lagoon, the eagle screamed again and swooped from his perch to sail down level with the boat, turning and giving his wings a flap to soar up the other side of the boat. I think the bird was actually ogling the beautiful sailboat, welcoming new life to the lagoon.
Dewey and I walked down to the dock to await the first load of kids and adults from the boat.
A handful of people that included the four women I knew and two pre-teens pulled to the dock where Dewey caught the line, and all but one in the dinghy climbed onto the dock.
Mercy broke from the group and ran to me and hugged me, holding me tight and said, "Oh, thank goodness you are okay. I, ah, we have you now. You're with us, we'll know you're okay."
The other three ladies greeted Dewey and then circled me. Each gave me a warm hug and kiss. Sue smiled so very big, giving me a hug against her mammoth chest and kissing me very nicely. Sue said, "We are happy you are now here with us."
Kathy held me at arm's length then pulled me into her and hugged me fiercely. She whispered, "There's something about you dangerous guys that just drives me nuts. Stop it, be a gentle person with us."
The sweet older, still very good looking, Spanish lady, Juanita, pulled my head down and kissed me the way my lovers kiss me and said, "So happy you are with us now. We ladies, especially Mercy and Sue, won't be worrying about you so much."
Another dinghy load arrived on the dock bringing more kids and this time Ben and Beth Phillips got out along with Mercy's mother and father, Missy and Merlin, and two more kids.
This time when the dinghy went back to the boat, Dewey went with it to greet Steve.
Ben shook my hand with a sincere grasp, Beth gave me a little hug and kiss on the cheek, then Missy came and gave me a very warm hug and an extremely warm kiss. Mercy was still hanging onto one arm and Sue the other as Missy looked at me and as my head was filled with a flood of thoughts and questions, Missy smiled and said, "Mercy is right, we are connected somehow."
The people kept getting off the boat, and going up to the house where Sheila, Sheena, and her kids were waiting for them on the big deck. As I was left on the dock, watching the transport of the people from the boat, I thought of the excitement that lay in store for me in the coming couple of months.
As I was looking out at the big boat, my head was filled with what sounded like Mercy's and Missy's voices telling me, "We have you now. We will have so much fun."
I had a very good feeling this next adventure would be fun and exciting.
Primary editing by Pepere
Proofing by Sagacious