Chuck
This was becoming one of the more bizarre days in my life. Julie had just told me she was giving me her island and home, if I would only take care of the island and the people who had tended it for so long.
We had just embraced before she went into the kitchen for whatever she was doing. Ben and Beth quickly moved to the table I was at and Ben leaned over to me, "You have got to be the luckiest man alive. She's sincere; she's going to give you this island and this home. I can't begin to estimate what this is worth."
I said to Ben, "There is an obligation on my part, as this place probably requires a lot of attention and there are several people here who I'm committing to take care of. You heard her, to take care of them forever."
Ben leaned back in his chair and said, "I'll just separate some of the money you have on deposit down here and put it into a trust that will ensure the welfare of the people who live here. You know I haven't transferred that much money back to the states from what you brought down here. And, my wealthy young friend, you have a very large sum of gold in the bank down here. What you will put in trust with the proper management should be sufficient to keep this place and even make improvements for a lifetime."
When Julie came back out she said, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I heard what Ben said about a trust. That is a wonderful idea; I'm surprised I didn't think of it. Chuck, you are the perfect person to become the baron of this island."
I laughed, "Now I'm a baron? I found out last night that I would be a grandfather when Penie' and her man have children, and now I'm a baron."
Julie addressed Beth, "Are you the mother of his friend's wife? That would be Sue Sharp?"
Beth smiled proudly, "Yes, I am. How did you know that?"
"I investigated Mr. Johnson thoroughly, and that required me to investigate Steve Sharp as well," Julie said, as she spoke to Beth. "His wife, or at least one of them, had a maiden name of Phillips. How unique that your husband and brother have the same name, Beth. There's no getting away from a Ben, is there. My husband's name was Jonathan Benjamin."
I thought Ben was going to choke on his iced tea, but Beth answered Julie honestly, "Oh, Ben is not my husband; he is my brother and has been my lover all my life. We are definitely mated and meant for each other. I hope that doesn't offend you?"
Julie smiled, "Not in the least. I can tell the two of you are close by the way you interact with each other. So Sue is the product of your union?"
Beth reminisced, "Ah yes, a mistake that I wish could have repeated many times more, but we were very careful after Sue came along."
"Well, you certainly raised a wonderful daughter. She is one of your country's great success stories. She started a company that is now one of the larger clothing manufacturers there. Did you and Ben help her get started?"
Ben answered, shaking his head, "No, we didn't. Sue began the business as an internet catalog for large women after she had been in a horrible accident. She started the project while she was having a lot of reconstructive and cosmetic surgery. During that period of time, she lost a lot of weight and is now a very trim size, except for her top that is."
"Yes," Julie said, "I've visited her website many times. Now she has a variety of clothing of all sizes for sale. The ladies of the island often order apparel from the web catalogue."
Julie turned to Ben, "Since you are a legal professional, could you meet with my attorney down here and take care of the property transaction for me? Chuck and I couldn't possibly complete this on our own, and if we are both represented, both of us will be happy."
Ben said, "If you will give me your legal counsel's name and location, I will contact him and we'll get this handled."
"Wonderful," Julie exclaimed, "I think we've handled all the nasty business stuff, and we will now have a nice lunch. I've sent someone to bring everyone to the tables. Come, Beth, let's get the food."
When they were gone, Ben asked, "Are you really going to take her on the trip with you? You don't know her. She could be a whack job and cause you a lot of problems."
"Oh Ben, she seems perfectly normal and out in the ocean, I would think a person would remain hospitable. The consequences are rather final, don't you think?"
Ben just nodded, wondering at the enormity of what had already happened here.
Soon, everyone was back on the porch enjoying a great lunch. Mina and Miguel, along with many of the other people who live on the island, were eating with us. Julie took time to introduce me to all of them, who all seemed amazingly accepting of me becoming the new owner and resident of the island.
When I asked them as a group who they looked to for decisions when Julie was unavailable, they all pointed at Miguel, and one even said, "Miguel is our boss. He knows farming and he knows how to keep the equipment running. We listen to Miguel to learn and to work."
That settled that, Miguel would be the contact. I asked Julie, "How do you communicate with the mainland? I wouldn't think a cell phone would carry out here."
Julie said, "The island to the south and west has a cell tower that we all use. I used to have to connect to an antenna, but the new phones and the new equipment on the tower make it easy. We also have internet and television communication via satellite. So you see, we are modern out here. I've always felt it is very important to have emergency communications, so we also have very good FM and shortwave radio gear. We monitor a common island frequency that sort of keeps us up with the news of our area. That's how we learned that Limon had been freed of that terrible man. No one has ever told the true story of what happened to him. Perhaps you can tell me one day soon."
After lunch, the girls suggested we head back to the mainland to get prepared for the wedding. Penie' was becoming increasingly nervous and needed to get back to the yacht club to get ready for her big night.
As she drove me back to the boat, Julie said, "I will be coming in a couple of hours with all the folks from the island. This is a big celebration that is made bigger because you, Chuck Johnson, are giving the girl away. If this was any other wedding, it wouldn't hold the same significance. You are looked upon very favorably by all of the residents of the community. I will be there to help you celebrate."
Julie gave me a lingering hug and another tender kiss after I had gotten out of the jeep. She held me and looked up at me, "You are a temptation, young man. I'm glad I don't repel you. Thank you for resolving the island's future for me, and thank you so much for inviting me to sail with you. I may only go with you as far as Ireland, but perhaps by the time we get there, I'll be happy to accompany you to Italy and the Riviera." She gave me another soft kiss, then brushed her hips against me as she moved away.
The woman could have been old enough to be my mother, but she was such a vibrant, exciting woman, that she was attractive to me. Maybe I was becoming a letch, a perv, the way I was responding to other women lately.
We motored back to the yacht club and left the girls to get Penie' ready for her big night. The rest of us went back to the condo to relax for a few minutes before the wedding.
Ben was immediately on the phone to the local lawyer that Julie had referred him to, while he was texting his office with instructions to set up a trust in Costa Rica at the same time. After talking to the attorney for ten minutes, Ben announced, "I have to run to this man's office real quick. Come with me, Chuck, there are some documents for you to sign."
Ben had called a taxi and we were soon in the attorney's office. The man had an array of papers that Ben went through quickly, then they each had me sign a ton of documents as they described each one to me. When we were done, the attorney asked me for a bill, a piece of paper money. I looked at him questioningly. Ben said, "A bill, you know paper money. Give him a Colon note."
I didn't have any money with me, so Ben handed me a hundred Colon note and I passed it on to the attorney. The man paper-clipped it to the documents and wrote a receipt. We finished in under thirty minutes and the attorney announced, "When Julie signs these later today, you will be the owner of the island and all its contents. She is very pleased that she can pass this on to you. I can tell you, she has had you very thoroughly investigated. I've had some misgivings as you have had some very close encounters being a Deputy Marshal. Stay safe, young man, and consider becoming a more permanent resident on your island."
Ben and I left the attorney's office, and with a satisfied look on his face, Ben said, "Isn't it awesome that she had her attorney prepared to act immediately. That woman had her mind made up and you were selected to become her new land baron or island owner, whatever. Like I said before, you are one lucky person."
I told Ben, "Do me a favor, don't brag about this. Please, keep this under your hat for a while. I think I need to ease my way into letting people know of my good fortune. Even I will have to take time to accept what has happened."
Ben said, "It's going to be hard to keep back, but Beth and I will. This event is so wonderful that I want to yell it from the roof tops. I promise, I'll keep my mouth shut, just as I have all that money you came up with that you have down here."
At the condo, the girls were in the getting ready to go out mode. All were fixing hair, doing nails, and primping in front of mirrors. Ben went home to get dressed with Beth and Carlotta, while I wanted to take a shower and get dressed in the white tux that had been rented for me. I put the white shoe on my prosthesis, then attended to my shower and shave.
I was downstairs in my shirt and pants, complete with braces enjoying the girls running around in their fancy bustiers and underwear. This was better than Playboy, sort of like having my own secret Sears women's lingerie catalogue.
One of the girls fixed me a light drink and asked if I would make mojitos for everyone again. Each of the girls sat around with me, watching the time, sipping their drinks, reassuring each other that their hair was perfect. As the time approached, they all dressed and presented themselves to me for inspection.
The array of beauty was heart stopping. The women were gorgeous, dressed like dolls. The condo girls all had long flowing hair, while Tina and Lisa had very short hair. They were all gorgeous. I kissed each on the forehead, not wanting to mess up their lipstick. After kissing and telling each one they were beautiful, we were ready to leave.
Ben, Beth, and Carlotta came over, dressed equally as nice for the event. Ben drove the 450 and I drove the big Lincoln convertible. I drove very slowly to keep from blowing the girls hair out of place.
Once at the yacht club, we went into the main ballroom, which was now decorated in white crepe paper, with an altar in the front of the bandstand. A priest was greeting people and I was ushered up to him. After the introduction he said, "I am very happy to finally meet the man who freed our community. You have made a great impression on everyone who lives in this area, and have been an example for local men to follow. Please, come to Mass Sunday morning to give the men an even better example to follow."
I looked at the man sheepishly, "But Father, I am not Catholic."
"That is okay, my son. If you love God, you are welcome in our church. You are an honorable man and will enjoy the warmth of our fellowship."
I promised to attend either Sunday or as soon as possible.
We were beginning to gather into two groups, the groom's family and friends, and the bride's friends, since she really didn't have any family. That's when I heard that was how Penie' came to become the property of that terrible person, Martinelli. He had killed her parents to gain possession of her. There were no other relatives that would protest or try to protect her from her fate. How lucky it had been that I had intervened before the man had become tired of Penie' or her fate would have been the same as that of so many before her.
Julie came into the hall with all of her island people. She came to me, dressed elegantly, and gave me a quick hug and cheek to cheek air kiss. She said, "Some of my people are distant relatives of the groom. They will be with the groom's people, but I will be with you and your people. I definitely want to be a part of your family.
Lisa and Tina gathered Julie to them and were soon in deep conversation together.
The priest came to me and said, "It is time to come to the rear so you will be ready to escort the bride. Please come with me and I will explain how this will happen."
I went to another room, where Penie' and the other boat ladies were. They were all dressed as bridesmaids in beautiful blue gowns. There was an equal number of young men, dressed in white tuxes as groomsmen, waiting to be the escorts of the lovely ladies.
The priest gathered everyone and instructed them one last time. He had all bow their heads and said a prayer for all of us.
We could hear the scraping and clamor as folding chairs were being quickly set up for the audience. This was happening right on schedule.
The girls all lined up with their escorts, then the father and mother of the groom walked down the white carpeted aisle. Next went the girls, until the maid of honor walked down the aisle with the best man. Once they were at the altar and facing toward the rear, the wedding march began. I slowly walked down the aisle with Penie' while the congregation gawked at her beauty.
I helped her step up onto the altar platform, presented her to the groom, then went to the side, at the end of the bridesmaids.
The actual ceremony was reasonably fast as this was not a Mass, but only a simple marriage ceremony.
When the priest announced in Spanish and also in English to kiss the bride, the place erupted in cheers and applause. I was a little choked up. This was a special moment for a girl I really didn't know, but I dearly hoped she would live happily ever after.
The hall became what can only be described as bedlam. Yacht club workers were hurriedly trying to roll up the white strip of carpet and clear the large ballroom floor of chairs, leaving as many as possible around the perimeter for people to sit if there were not enough chairs at the tables.
Everyone in the wedding party had to stand in a reception line, as what seemed to be thousands of people, but was only hundreds, shook our hands, hugged us, kissed us sometimes, and congratulated everyone for the success of the marriage.
What I couldn't understand was if this was the wedding and celebration, what was going to happen tomorrow, Saturday. What more could be done?
Beth cornered me and slipped a large bundle of bills into my jacket pocket. She said, "These are all the largest Colon notes I could find. Use them to buy dances and to reward the best dancers. All of the bills will go to the couple. Don't drink too much, I can tell by the way the local women are eyeing you up, you're going to be dancing all night. Make sure you stay in sight as some of the husbands could get jealous. These women can be very aggressive. Remember my Carlotta and dance with her, but don't let her show you the stars, if you know what I mean."
I was laughing as Tina, Lisa, and Julie all approached me. Lisa said, "I've never been a dancer, but I think you and I have to dance a few times. How about you, Tina?"
"I know how to dance, but have only gone to a couple of proms, nothing else."
Julie said, "I would love to have some dances with the handsome Mr. Johnson." Then she asked, "Is it difficult for you to dance, having only one leg? You don't seem to be hindered by it at all."
The altar was dismantled, a huge buffet set up, and another band made up of some of the musicians from the previous night were beginning to play some gentle, soft dinner and mood music. This party was underway.
When the priest came to visit with me a few minutes later, Beth was behind me, and brought my hand behind my back and placed what felt like an envelope in it. Realizing what it was, I handed it to the priest, "Thank you, Father, for performing a lovely ceremony. Please accept this in appreciation for marrying Penie'."
The man was all smiles as he slipped the envelope into his breast pocket. He made me promise that I would come to a service Sunday morning before we left for home. Beth captured the priest's attention by mentioning that we would soon be touring the Vatican again. They wandered off as I watched all of the people enjoying themselves.
Julie had joined me as the dance music had begun. The bride and groom had danced the first dance and now the other people were getting onto the dance floor. Julie took my hand and smiled at me as she got into the classic dancing position.
I'm not a real good dancer, but I keep my feet on the floor and move around without raising my feet and stepping on my partner's toes. There are times as you whirl your partner that you raise a foot, but I made sure that I felt that side of her firmly on the floor before putting my foot away from where hers would be.
As we danced closer to the bride who was dancing with the groom's father, Julie said, "When we get close, tap him on the shoulder and we'll change partners. Make sure you tuck a bill into her hand, or top, if she wishes. When you dance with the bridesmaids, you must give them a donation as well. It all goes to the couple."
As I danced with Penie', she excitedly told me of all the plans the couple had. When I was going to hand her the bill, she took my hand and pushed the bill into her cleavage, grinning at me for her devilment. "What of your new husband?"'
"Oh, Chuck," the beautiful Penie' said, "He thinks so much of you, I think he would share. He knows you would never harm or take advantage of me. He wishes to be more like you."
The evening went well and everyone enjoyed the food, the ever flowing drinks, and the dancing. Around nine, the newly married couple was in front of the revelers and announced their intention to go to a secret place to enjoy each other for the first time. There were a lot hoots, applause, and hollering by the groom's family and buddies, while the women were all excitedly yelling their approval. When the couple left, I took the opportunity to ask Julie, "If this was the wedding and the reception, what is tomorrow?"
Julie said, "It is their tradition the bride and groom come to another reception in the afternoon of their first day of marriage to proclaim the consummation of their marriage. The couple will act suggestively to each other, and to those that may dance with them, as they are now more worldly and now understand the pleasures of coupling. You'll love the fun and teasing that will go on tomorrow. The party won't start until around four so we will have time to visit the island so I can show you around more thoroughly. Oh, and tomorrow, the dress will be from casual to scantily attired, as the mood will be quite risqué."
Around ten o'clock, the girls and I decided it was time to go to the condo. I noted that Lisa and Julie were talking to Julie's people, then the two came to me with Julie carrying a small piece of luggage.
Lisa said, "I've talked Julie into staying with us tonight. She might as well get used to us if we're going to sail the Atlantic with her. Let's go home."
Again, the four remaining boat girls, the condo girls, and now Lisa, Tina, and Julie came home with us. Since I had very little to drink, I felt up to whatever fun may progress tonight. I almost looked forward to enjoying the collection of women that was there.
I didn't expect to find Julie under the covers when I came from the bathroom. She was nearly buried among the other girls. I didn't have a chance to find out what was happening before Tina had my leg off and Lisa had stripped me of my shorts. I was inundated with lovely derrieres, breasts, and lips, as we all tried to enjoy all of each other at once.
I was only a little surprised to be in a full embrace, having a sensuous kiss with Julie, as we were both being petted and caressed. Julie rapidly became excited and was soon impaled. She was very wet and very responsive as we generated an excellent coupling. I didn't get a chance to slowly love the lady, as the others were doing all of the preliminary things that I enjoyed doing so much.
Once again, all of the women had been penetrated, and hopefully gained release with me, before my ego wore out. When it wouldn't get up again, Lisa was resting on one of my shoulders and Julie on the other, while the condo's Maria was between my legs, gently mouthing the little Johnson.
After Lisa kissed me, mentally telling me she loved me, Julie reached up and kissed me, before saying, "I don't know how much more of this I might be eligible for, but I really enjoy all of the attention. It has been years since I've enjoyed love from another woman, as it has been years since I've had a man. This was very, very nice."
Tina raised her head from me while still holding me, and said, "I don't get much chance to be with them or Chuck, but I can tell you that when I do, it is always this exciting. Maybe you need to become part of our family, the matron, so to speak."
Julie said, "No, I will soon be the smiling grandmother spoiling my grandchildren and getting in the way of my children. I want that. I'll try to find opportunities to visit with all of you, as you do seem to invigorate me. I hope your other ladies are as welcoming as you are."
Lisa said, "Oh, they are, Julie. You'll love them. As soon as they find out that you enjoy our man and the love of another woman, you will be well welcomed, that's for sure."
We went to sleep, holding each other.
Saturday morning didn't begin as volatile as Friday, but in no time at all, we became a mass of body parts as all of the girls wanted to enjoy a few moments of me thrusting into them again. Julie joined in to assist whoever was receiving the benefit of my loving, until I once again had her beneath me as she gasped through an exciting orgasm. By the time I got to her, she was more than primed for release.
Tina, Lisa, and I made love gently, and when I knew I couldn't hold it any longer, Lisa filled my head with erotic visions, causing me to explode into Tina.
We languidly showered and dressed with the intention of going out to the island. Down at the yacht club, everyone boarded the boat as a man came up to me and asked me to step into the yacht club with him.
As soon as I was inside, another man stuck an automatic into my belly while a very heavy man came in front of me and with an open hand, slapped me hard.
My mind instantly reached out to Lisa, hoping she would be receptive to me. I tried to fill her mind with danger images of the man holding the gun on me and the man slapping me.
The round man looked at me disdainfully and said, "I am Soltair Martinelli. Cousin of Dominique that it is said you have done away with. Is that so?"
I looked at the man and said, "The last I saw of Dominique and his men were out at sea. That he left was to his benefit."
"Ha," Soltair scoffed, "Somehow I don't believe that. This is what will happen. I am going to take you out on the boat and we will negotiate for your life. I know you are worth a lot more alive than dead, but I will kill you if you give me a problem. I will kill all on board if they give me a problem. I am taking over this town and I will be the patron of this sleazy little place. That boat, is now mine, those women, they are now mine. You live at my pleasure, Johnson."
The big man checked to see two of his men had their guns out and said, "We will walk to the boat and you will tell the people on board that I am now the patron and you are nothing. Tell the women they are now mine and will do what I tell them. Now walk, be smart, or my men will kill you right here and now."
The men were laughing as we exited the door. I could see Tina at the bow of the boat with a couple of the condo girls but I didn't see Lisa, Julie, or the boat girls. Thank goodness Ben and Beth decided to stay home.
As I passed the two men with old 1911 45s, I noted that both had the safeties on and neither had the hammer back. They probably didn't even have a round in the chamber.
Once again, I tried to communicate with Lisa and felt in return, "Keep me aware of where you are, keep coming. The girls from the boat and I will find a chance to jump the men."
Two more men joined us as we walked toward the boat, but they didn't draw a weapon. At the boat, the new Martinelli said, "Have the crew do what is necessary to get the boat into the sea. I think I will choose one of these ladies to entertain me until it is time to negotiate with you."
I said, "They are used to me captaining the boat. I will be in the wheelhouse. There is enough room for at least two or three of your men in there with me. Have them come along to watch me. I think we will be able to work something out."
The evil man laughed and said, "Oh yes, we will work something out that is very satisfactory and very enriching to me. Ha, ha, ha, ha."
I headed for the wheelhouse as Lisa came up to the heavy set guy and told him, "Come with me, big boy, and I'll show you how much fun you can have on this boat."
One of the other men went with Lisa and Martinelli as I hollered to heave the lines and disconnect the shore connections.
With the blowers on for a couple of minutes, I fired the diesel engines and let them warm for a few seconds before putting the boat into gear and backing out from the slip. After turning around, I accelerated the boat and began heading out to sea.
The two guards with me were beginning to relax. One still had his weapon out, while the other man with a gun had put his away and was out on the bow, trying to make time with Tina. I punched up some numbers on the limited autopilot so I could concentrate on the two men with me. The only thing I could see to use as a weapon was small fire extinguisher on the side of the windscreen of the wheelhouse. That was an easy flip of the band holding the extinguisher and pulling it free. I think the gun in the hand of the man next to me will be a better weapon, but I didn't want to have to shoot him and draw the attention of the man on deck. I felt I could handle the two inside because the one not holding a gun was small and sickly looking. If he wasn't a martial arts expert, I should be able to handle them.
I said, "We could use a beer or some iced tea. Holler for one of the women to bring us some."
The man with the gun did the unthinkable. He slid the wheelhouse door open and with his hands on the sides of the door leaned out to holler. Before he said his first word, my prosthesis was pushing him with all my might. The man flew from the catwalk over the side, hitting his head on the lower deck railing, as he plunged toward the water. The gun that had been held up on the side of the door fell to the floor. The small man with me fell to his knees to get the gun and I reached down to get him with an arm around the neck twisting his head quickly feeling the neck snap. I grabbed the 45 and pulled the slide back, chambering a round I hope, and cautiously looked out the window to the front. The girls had seen what was happening and were occupying the man, keeping him facing forward. I stepped from the wheelhouse out onto the deck and held the gun to the man's head.
I told him, "Don't move, don't even think about moving, or you will die. Tina, take the gun from his holster and pat him down, especially around the ankles."
I must have moved the gun off his head for a second as he whirled to try to hit me. I blocked his swinging arm and pushed him back. The man was up against the railing and was raising his leg to get at something on his ankle. As soon as I saw he had a backup, I put three rounds into his chest and one between his eyes. The old 45 was pretty accurate, but at that distance, who could miss?
The man looked stunned, surprised while falling backward over the railing.
I immediately headed toward the salon and ladder leading to the master cabin. I was met there by Lisa and Julie with two of the men. Lisa was holding her Glock, and Julie was holding a 45 similar to one in my hand. Lisa smiled and said, "These two were almost too easy. I had Julie wait for me in the master cabin to jump them when we entered. I was going to take care of the big guy, but he must have had a heart attack or something."
Julie said grinning, "Yeah, the or something was some kind of headlock you put on him that had him go limp in just a couple of seconds. Damn, you are fast girl, and that guy is big too."
Lisa said, "I think if we all try, we can haul him up from down there so we can throw him overboard. According to the blonde, that's where the other Martinelli is."
I said, "We have some slave labor, if you have patted these two down, we'll have them carry him up. Come on," as I waved the cocked 45 at them, "Come carry your dead boss from downstairs. Then you can give us some information."
We watched as the two men struggled to get the huge man from below decks up to the fantail by the lifeboat davits.
I asked if anyone had gone through his pockets and the blonde, worldly, girl smiled. I said, "Lisa, hold these guys for me so I can shut down the boat. It's on autopilot right now and I don't know exactly where we are."
When I shut the boat down and came back, Julie said, "You can dump these guys here. The current will take the bodies south out to sea toward the Antarctic. The sharks will get them long before that, though. The farther out you get, the heavier the shark population is."
I held up my hand to have her pause and went to the wheelhouse. There I picked up the puny guy and tossed him over the side. Tina said, "Three down, three to go."
I almost laughed, but this was serious stuff. Tina came up and said, "You know I was with you when those guys tried to kill us those times on the boat. I'm fine with whatever happens."
Lisa rolled her eyes and said, "And she's going to devote her life to saving people?"
I asked the two men, "We have a dilemma. If I let you live, you could be a problem in the future. I don't know where you came from and really don't care, but I would much prefer letting you live. Where are you from?"
One of the men with a gravelly voice said, "New York."
"I see, and is Martinelli from New York too?"
"Yeah, he came over from the old country to help his grandfather. When he heard his brother had been ousted down here, he thought he could get in on the deal that was down here."
I said, "As you can see, that didn't work out. Ah, how many more cousins and close relatives does this guy have?"
"None, I don't think. The grandfather has lost his position with the family. If he wasn't so old and sick, they would do him. We were told to come with the kid, and if the deal was a good one, to off him and someone from up there would come down to take over."
"I don't think that's going to happen," Julie said, as she pushed a revolver into the man's stomach. "Can you swim?"
The man was looking panicked and said, "You can't make me swim back there. I'll never make it. Please, I'll get my boss to buy me back."
The other man said, "Don't worry, these clowns don't have the guts to shoot someone.
Bang, bang!
Julie and the blonde shot the mouthy guy at the same time and were pushing him toward the railing, before he fell from being shot. They continued pushing until he fell overboard. The other guy suddenly had a wet spot on his pants.
Julie looked at him and said, "And you were saying? Oh yeah, that was the other guy."
I scratched my head and said, "Let me roll the fat boy off the back and we'll talk about what to do with this one."
Lisa had been sending all of the other girls, including Tina, down to the master cabin to clean it up, although she knew there was nothing to clean up. I was rolling the big guy off the rear of the boat when there was a "bang" and a splash. I think both men hit the water at the same time.
I turned to see Julie and Lisa looking out at the water. When I got up to them, Julie said, "The man took a swipe at Lisa, so I shot him. He just happened to be close to the rail and fell in."
Lisa was trying to hold back a smile, but Julie said, "I may be older, but I've had to defend my island from pirates in the past, and I'm sure Miguel and the others will do it in the future. Out here, you don't put up with people that threaten you. Thank goodness the man didn't shoot you right away. Come on, let's get this tub headed toward the island and have a drink."
She said, "I'll get the crewmen out of the engine room and you, Lisa, get the ladies from below deck. Chuck, you have a very nice boat."
Amazingly, if you want a deadly group of people, get an all woman force and teach them how to fight. Women are much fiercer than men. They don't just kill, they want to maim first, then kill.
When we had the boat heading toward the island with a crewman at the wheel, I had a very welcome drink with the all of the ladies. They didn't seem to be upset over what had happened, and were talking and laughing as if they had completely forgotten about it.
Lisa said to me, "I didn't shoot that last guy. That really was Julie. She kicked the guy in the ass and told him to jump. When he got up on the rail, she plugged him, and laughed as he was falling. That woman can be hard. But then, she's lived out here a long time and I guess you need to be tough."
We were soon at the island and were quickly picked up by Miguel with the bus. We spent the day walking around the island and driving the jeep to the remote spots. When it was time to leave for the evening party, we had seen the entire house and all of the island possible. Lisa and Tina had enough pictures to show people for a week.
Julie said, "I will go in with Miguel and the families here and come home with them for my last night here. I'll talk to them in the morning and join you all tomorrow afternoon. You won't leave me, will you?"
"No, no," I said, "We'll leave about five or six. That will get us home about seven-thirty to eight. We'll have to have a customs inspection and you'll need your passport, Julie. We'll see you at the party."
Julie handed me a stack of papers, "These are the completed documents you signed yesterday. I signed them all last night, so our deal is done. My attorney is registering the transfer. This is your island, Chuck."
We went back to the mainland and prepared for the evening. We were at the yacht club early and enjoyed visiting with everyone there. This night's party was like a big backyard barbecue. We did have fish on the barbecue cooker as well as various hot dog looking things, chicken, and some sliced beef that was very tasty.
Everyone teased the couple and Penie' was equally as teasing in a very low cut halter that her nipples almost popped out of with the sides of her breasts showing. The other women were equally as ribald, and wore some very skimpy tops. I think there may have been enough teasing that some hanky panky was happening out of sight.
When all the guests were almost drunk, and almost too ribald, the party ended, sending everyone home to enjoy themselves. I spent a few minutes with the manager of the yacht club to ask him if I needed to donate for all of the services that had been provided. He said, "You already have. Ben said that you two would stand for everything and what he gave me has covered everything, with some left over."
"That's good, glad it's taken care of. I'll be leaving tomorrow evening but I will be back."
The man said, "I should hope so. Now that you own an island, you better come back often. All of us would be very upset. You have become very important to us, and we love to have you, your friends, and family with us when you can be here."
News travels fast down here, but then it doesn't make a difference if people in the area know. They already know everyone living on the island.
Saturday night was fun, but not as sexually athletic as the previous two nights. There was some loving, but it was more languid, more relaxed. I think everyone was satisfied without any strain. Tina was very loving again and kept telling Lisa and me how much she was going to miss us while we were gone.
Sunday breakfast was fun, then we attended Mass, followed by a tour of Limon, the interior of Limon, instead of just the waterfront. The girls bought some trinkets, but the mood was fairly somber. The condo girls and the boat girls were very loving and clutching all day. When Julie showed up about three, everyone knew it was getting close to time.
Instead of prolonging the inevitable, we said our goodbyes and took a taxi to the airport. There, I made sure the Citation had been refueled and did the inspection. The customs man checked our passports and told Julie he would miss her. Even he knew she was leaving for a while.
When we were at altitude, Julie sat in the jump seat behind the cockpit and told me, "I've had Miguel and Mina pack up most of my clothes. They will be sending them to my son's home in London. They should be there by the time I'm finished being foolish on the Riviera if I go with you for that part of the trip. I'm moved out and you can move in. Enjoy the island, Chuck and Lisa, you will have many happy times there."
We ended up landing at Tampa International at six twenty. We had a customs man check us out and do the passport stuff with Julie. She was given a thirty-day visitor's visa using my address, so everything flew through.
It took an hour to do that, takeoff, and land over at the airpark. I fueled the plane and turned in the logbook, while the girls were unloading our luggage into my car.
Instead of going home, we stopped by the patio to say hi and see if there was any pizza left. Son of a gun, a second order had been made and had just arrived. After introducing Julie to everyone, she savored the pizza and enjoyed an ice cold beer from a frosty stein. She said, "This is going to spoil me from the near tepid beer usually served back home. It's been a long time since I've had pizza, and this is delicious."
Over the next few hours, until about ten, what had happened in Costa Rica began leaking out, especially from Ben and Beth. Julie only confirmed everything, telling everyone that I had a lot of responsibilities as the new master of the island. Steve was smiling at me and said, "So, you've had another adventure and once again you come home with more than you left with. Yep, you are my lucky charm."
The excitement of leaving in a couple of days was heavy. Steve said that Dewey was coming tomorrow to help finish getting the boat ready and we would sail Wednesday. "Tomorrow morning, we have to go over and accept all the work the Magellan crew has done. I think it is a hundred percent done now, and is just waiting for our inspection. Mercy and Sue went to look at it and they said the three suites are perfect for us."
Knowing I would be going on the coming adventure had my stomach doing flip flops. It was that exciting to me this time, as I was leaving because I want to go, and would be going with a large contingent of people that I really enjoyed.
When we got to the house, Lisa and Brandy immediately took Julie on a tour of the house. When they were through, Julie said, "This is an amazing place. I see those cottages out back, how many people do you have living here?"
I said, "I have no idea. It fluctuates. We'll count them up in the morning and tell you."
Julie laughed and was whisked away by Tina and Lisa. Frieda was being cuddly and told me the mommies needed some loving, and that we needed to get to bed.
We moved toward the bedroom where I found three heads together sticking from the blanket on the huge bed, Lisa, Tina, and Julie. All three had silly grins, and only Lisa spoke, "Will all of you hurry? We need to cuddle to get to sleep."
The housekeepers were missing tonight, as was Lena, but I suppose there was a reason. I did work my way through the ladies but didn't do all of them. Brandy and Tiani were both having their monthlies, and Tina informed me that hers had arrived as well. That only left more for the mommies, Lisa, and Julie. I fell asleep with Judy on one shoulder and Nancy on the other. Tiani was between my legs with her head on my stomach and Frieda was on the other side of Nancy reaching across holding my limp ego. Wonderful sleep.
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