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 Sun and Sea 14 A James Gang Story by Mike C

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   "Morning lover," Brenda kissed me, "You want early, so rise and shine!"

   "I'm rising already!" I led her hand to my cock.

   "We have time for sex now?" She smiled at the erection in her fist. 
"Remember you're the one who wanted to get up early!"

   "Well, since I'm up, maybe a quickie..."

   "Then what're you waiting for?" She tightened her one-handed grip and
maneuvered me over her body.  With a quick wiggle, she had her legs around
my back and started pushing me in.

   "Ummm, tight!" I said.

   "And dry...  Dammit," Brenda groaned, "Slowly hon!"

   I kissed her, "Hot too...  Wow, you feel good!"

   "Easy stud, I'm a little sore from last night," She grimaced as she
wiggled the tip in.  "Or your thingie's gotten a whole lot fatter..."

   "Good morning my lovers!" Sherri stretched and leaned up for kisses,
draping her leg on us.

   "Ooh, oww, stop...  You're pushing his cock in me!"

   "Ahh, sorry honey..." Sherri said, "What happened?"

   "Either I've become virgin overnight, or he's gotten bigger..." Brenda
said.

   "This I gotta see!" Giggling, Sherri dove between our bodies.  "Hmmm,"
she hefted my equipment, worked the foreskin a few times, then slurped me
in her hot, wet and talented mouth.

   "Oh lord..." I moaned, then was cut off when Brenda leaned over me and
sucked my tongue in her mouth.

   Suddenly Sherri pulled off, "Nope...  it's same as last night..." To me
she added, "I had to make sure you were fully erect!"

   "I am, I am!  Honey...  Don't stop now...  Babe!" I cried.

   "Down boy, down!" Brenda said, then turned to Sherri, "You know, I'm
offended - all you seem to care about is your boyfriend's cock!"

   "We'll get to you, sweetums," Sherri giggled, "Let me look after him
first!" She reached over and poked Amanda, "Wakey wakey!" And when she
didn't respond, Sherri tugged her down and eased her face on my erection.
With a sigh, Amanda turned and took me in her mouth.

   "Wow, I see it, but I don't believed it!" Brenda marveled.

   "What talent..." Sherri nodded, "She really CAN do it in her sleep!"

   "Will you two shut up?" Amanda lifted her face off me, "I was hoping to
finish my dream..."

   "You weren't dreaming," Sherri laughed gleefully, "You WERE getting your
face fucked!"

   "No!  I KNEW what you were doing, you evil slut!  I was trying to work
out the clearance problem with the new engine!" To me she added, "The
Century engine is four inches longer than the Ford, so..."

   "Can we have this discussion later?" I asked.

   "Oh..." She eyed my throbbing appendage, "You still want it?"

   "Yes please..."

   "Sure thing baby," She gave the tip a sloppy kiss, "Just as soon as you
kill the scheming bitch..."

   "I'll get to it as soon as I'm finished here..." I promised.

   "Hah!  Your evil-doing days are numbered, slut!"

   "Not if my sweetie-Brendy-baby is here to protect me!" Sherri sniffed
and nuzzled her sweetie-Brendy-baby, "She's got mucho mojo!"

   "Weren't you supposed to do something for your sweetie-Brendy-baby
first?"

   "Oh yes, definitely!" Sherri gave Brenda's cunt a kiss, then looked at
it.  "It IS a bit red, honey." She stuck out her tongue and carefully
inserted it.

   "Oh lord, yes...!" Brenda moaned, "Baby, you're so good..."

   "Hmmm," Sherri paused, "You don't sound like a virgin..."

   "Why is she a virgin?" Amanda asked.

   "She felt pain when they were trying to sneak a quickie just now,"
Sherri explained, "And she thinks she got her hymen back."

   "You know, I wouldn't mind getting your cherry!" I said to Brenda,
squeezing her hand.

   "Didn't you pop it the same time you did Sara?"

   "No," Brenda said dreamily, "I lost it to a bicycle first.  But you can
have it, honey!" Then, to Sherri, "Am I OK?"

   "Yeah," Sherri said, "Just a bit of swelling from way, WAY too much
sex!" She applied some judicious slobbering, "How's that feel...?"

   "Feels like I'm gonna love you forever!" Brenda breathed, "Oh, oh... 
Close...!"

   "Heh!" Sherri, in between licks, said to Amanda, "If James can't come
before my sweetie-Brendy-baby, she'll protect me, and there goes your
dastardly plan!"

   "Oh no you don't!" Amanda cried and attacked my poor cock with a
vengence.  She plunged down and got halfway before I bounced off the back
of her mouth.  She pulled back a fraction and applied suction.

   "Ugh!  Wow..." I panted, "Holy..." She tipped her head forward, tilted a
bit, and pushed.

   "Oh...  oh my...  my god!" I wheezed, finding myself in the boiling
caldron of her throat.

   Brenda hugged me as she started shaking and moaning.  We held each other
and kissed, and came.

   The girls climbed up and we huddled in a nice warm, comfortable pile.

   "Say your prayers, cunt-breath!  You're so dead!"

   "No way, Breanda came, like, twice, before you even got him to start
sniveling!"

   "That was me upchucking his stuff!"

   "Oh yeah?  Then where's his come?  Show me!"

   "Oh yeah!  Show me Brenda's come!"

   "You called me cunt-breath, so obviously she came!"

   "Did not!"

   "Did so!"

   Thankfully the alarm clock went off then.

   "Ahh, finally, it's upsy-daisy time!" Brenda said.

   "Why, for more sex?  Is he hard again?"

   "No, no sex...  I'm celibate..." Brenda declared, "Until lunch time."

   "Then why...?"

   "Cos I wanted to..." I said weakly, "Until I was drained by the
come-vampire..."

   "See?" Amanda said to Sherri, "Wait - you wanted something besides sex?
Whoa, if you woke us up to make you breakfast, I'm so going on strike!"

   "No, not that, it's kinda important..." I said.

   "Not sex, and not food...  This is getting way scary!"

   "I was thinking about what Zack said about the silting in the new bay,
and, even it we dredge it, it'll just come back.  So we need to know more
about the currents there."

   "And so you picked some ungodly hour..."

   "It'll be low tide around nine today, so I wanted to map the flow as the
water is going out.  Then we can do the same when it starts coming in..."

   "Damn, and there I thought you wanted to take us to see the sun rise!"

   "We can do that too, the sun doesn't rise for another 45 minutes." I
promised.  "Anyway, I need to use the bathroom now..."

   "So, we put these markers in - I've numbered them 1 to 10, and note
their GPS position against time, and in a few minutes, we have a plot of
the outflow!" I told them as we readied the research-dink.

   "What markers?  You just stole some paper plates from the buffet last
night!" Amanda observed.

   "Ingenious, no?"

   "No." She told me, "And why do you need all three of us with you?"

   "We need one to steer, one to place the markers, and one to make notes,
while I..."

   "Supervise," They said in unison.

   "And to provide an audience for you lovely attributes!" I amended.

   "Just make sure we're back before our diving lesson!" Amanda said as we
took off.

   "And food, let's not forget food!"

   "You won't let us!"

   "Hey, there's Eva!"

   She was in a kayak over one of the wrecks, fishing with a hand line.  As
we pulled up, she drew her line in with a small fry on it.  She quickly cut
the head off and put that in a tin, while the other end went into another
metal can.

   "What are you doing with the fish?"

   "I'm catching breakfast for the Lemon shark..."

   "Ahh, yes, Lulu.  Why did you name her that?"

   "LuluLemon is the name of a trendy store in Canada, so..." She looked at
us, "Why are YOU out so early?"

   "James has this doofus idea to measure the currents here...  So we have
to come along to make sure he doesn't fall in." Amanda stated.  "If you're
feeding Lulu, can we watch?"

   "Yeah - it'll take a bit.  She needs a couple dozen fish."

   "OK, we'll be over at the Mother and Child Rock with our research." I
told her, then to Amanda, "Hoist the mains'ls, full steam ahead!"

   "Whatever!  Mr Mixed Metaphors."

   "That's Captain Mixed Metaphors to you!"

   "How do you want the plates?" Sherri asked.

   "Pardon me?" I asked, "I'm sure you are mistaken!  What you have in your
hands are..."

   "Ah, sorry, I meant, 'uniquely branded circular indicators constructed
from compressed fibers of a cellulose nature'."

   "Yeah, exactly, and which shall henceforth be known as Plates," I
informed her.

   "Yessir, you are absolutely correct, sir...  So, how do you want these
plates?" Sherri asked.

   "Maybe five in a row, 10 feet apart, then we do the other 5 further
out."

   "Hold on, let me do an alignment first." Brenda did some fiddling with
the GPS, ".8 meter is the best I can do here...  About 3 feet off...  90%
repeatability though." Which means although the reading may be 3 feet off,
it will be off the same amount, 9 times out of 10.

   "Yeah, we're three hundred miles from the mainland, so the error
correction will suffer a bit." I nodded to Sherri, "Launch Device Alpha!"

   "Baby, there's no Device Alpha!" Brenda laughed, "There's only Memory
Alpha from StarTrek!"

   "We have to keep you away from Todd," I shook my head sadly, "He has
corrupted you into not recognizing true engineering brilliance!"

   "Device Alpha launched as ordered, Admiral!" Sherri reported briskly,
with a salute.

   "Now that's the spirit and attitude I like!"

   "My supreme leader is too kind!" Sherri replied modestly.

   "Keep it up and you will be suitably rewarded!"

   "Oh no, Lord of all I am," Sherri replied, "I'm am quite happy being
your Cabin Slave!  I live to shine your boots, wash your dirty underwear
and the other thing involving handcuffs and feathers!"

   "Damn, how come you never do the thing involving handcuffs and feathers
with us?" Asked Brenda.

   "Because she calls me, er, what she calls me, and she lives to wash my
boots and shine my something-or-other."

   "Launching Device Alpha-the-second!"

   "Shouldn't that be Device Beta?"

   "I thought about it, but I can't go beyond Epsilon!" Sherri said,
"Besides he's labeled them 1 through 10!"

   "Know what babe?" Amanda said, "We'll go visit every frat at ERAU - I'm
sure the brothers would love to teach us all about the Greek alphabet!"

   "Too bad there's only the single sorority there!  Theta Phi Alpha..." I
lamented, "They kept bugging Sara to join!"

   "But she didn't..."

   "No - she tried out their T-shirt and you couldn't see the Alpha
symbol..." I smiled at the recollection, "But her Theta and Phi were twice
as prominent though!"

   "What does that mean?  I don't get it." Amanda said.

   "It's like this," I drew the Theta on her left breast and the Phi on her
right, then Alpha under, in an inverted triangle.  "Now, you're Sara..." I
turned her to face me, slipped my hands under her Diveskin and over her
breasts.  "See?  Now you can hardly see the Alpha!"

   "You're so bad..." She blushed, leaning to kiss me, and wiggled on me,
"Mmmm...  Can you stop mauling me with your filthy hands now?"

   "Almost..." I removed my hands and kissed her hard nipples, "Have I told
you you have lovely boobies?"

   "Yes, but usually only after I give you a blowjob..."

   "Baby..." Brenda repeated the hands-up-Diveskin trick with Sherri, "I
just love your boobies too!" She added a warm kiss.  "Is this good enough
for another blow job from you, honey?"

   "Oh sweetie, just kiss me and I'll do anything...!"

   Amanda leaned her head on my shoulder and sighed, "You don't have to
even kiss me and I'll do anything..."

   By the time we disposed of all ten 'devices', and mapped the paths they
were taking for a bit, the plates had traveled over 500 feet.  They'd also
become waterlogged and began to sink.  We collected them and went to meet
Eva who was paddling up to the mangrove where Lulu lived.

   "All done?" She asked.

   "Almost, we need to monitor the incoming tide, in about six hours. 
Although," I shook my head, "The compressed cellulose fibre of the circular
indicators exhibited accelerated permeability!"

   "They got soggy, eh?" Eva laughed.

   "So when can we feed Lulu?"

   "I don't 'feed' Lulu, I just drop the fish overboard - this way, she has
enough food to want to stay but does not associate humans with food." Eva
demonstrated, "Here she comes..." We could see the sleek form of the baby
shark surge out of her rock-and-mangrove home.  She darted up to the fish,
opened her jaws...  and the fish disappeared.

   "Wow, reminds me of someone else's eating habits!" They all looked at
me.

   "Here," Eva handed the jar of fish to us, "You try it; one fish at a
time - just drop it over the side..."

   In ten seconds, all the fish had vanished into the maw of the baby
shark, "The resemblence is absolutely uncanny!" Sherri observed.

   "What are you dong with the fish heads?"

   "I have one more fish to feed - a moray eel." She pointed to the Mother
and Child rock and we gave her a tow over to it.  "Tobie will not come out
of his cave, and the heads will sink faster...  Just drop the fish in the
sand between the green and the red sea fronds there.  That's where he is."

   "And is there a reason for his name?"

   "Just a little bit of Canadian nostalgia," Eva explained, "I learned to
dive in a town called Tobermory, so - Tobie-Moray!" We watched as each fish
head settled to the bottom, then a flash of dark, and it too was gone.

   After Tobie's feeding, we turned back to the marina, towing Eva's kayak
alongside.

   "How's the diving in Canada?" Amanda asked.

   "I've only dived Tobermory - it's on the peninsula which separates Lake
Huron and Georgian Bay, and there are about two dozen ship wrecks you can
explore," Her eyes grew disatant, "Each year, I couldn't wait for summer
vacation so I could go back..."

   "So you didn't live there?"

   "No, I live in Toronto, the largest city in Canada, kinda like New
York...  I LIVED there, I mean."

   "You sound a bit homesick," Brenda observed.

   "Yeah, but don't tell anyone," Eva said, "They've all been so kind to
me, and..."

   "It's OK, hon..." Brenda reached and touched her shoulder, "I'm sure
they'll let you go back for a visit..."

   "It's not that simple - I'm not sure my folks want me back..." Eva shook
her head, looking a bit lost, "They wouldn't come for my wedding, even when
I offered to pay..."

   "I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason," Brenda offered.

   "Then...  I'd phone them and Dad tells me not to call, says I upset
Mom!"

   "Why...?"

   "I-I was involved with a boy...  at Tobermory.  A summer romance for two
years.  His folks ran a B&B there and he was happy being a dive bum.  He'd
teach diving there in the Summer, and do the same thing in the Keys in the
Winter.  After I graduated, I applied for the Shark Research internship."

   "So...  did you come for the Shark Research, or him?"

   "I DID register with the Shark Research - but I went to look for him
first...  Turned out he had another romance there..." She shook her head,
"I was as naive and stupid as any girl in love I guess..." She shook
herself, "The bottomline is I did it without telling Mom and Dad, and
they're justifiably mad at me...  And now you know all of my sordid story!"

   "But then you met Donnie!"

   That made Eva smile, "He is just the sweetest man alive!" She hugged
herself and turned to Sherri, "And I have to thank you for making his
dreams...  OUR dreams come true last night.  It was so amazing!"

   "I'm glad..."

   "We've also had quite a few people asking if you would be performing at
the corker next Saturday," Eva asked, "Do you feel like doing it?"

   "As long as you don't mind..."

   "That you make Donnie happy?" Eva sighed, "Lord, I hope you don't think
I'm that shallow!  Besides, it doesn't look like you have any interest in
Donnie...  other than his organ, I mean!" She burst out laughing.

   "Then I'll be honored!" Sherri beamed, "We'll need to rehearse a few
more songs!"

   "Eva," I said, "I promised to treat these ladies to a sunrise breakfast.
Can you help?"

   "Actually I was the one who suggested it!" Brenda noted.

   "See how quickly I defer to a superior idea?"

   "I wonder if food was the deciding factor in the deferment?"

   "No problem," Eva smiled, "You're welcome to come over - Donnie and I
usually have a bite at this time and watch the sun..."

   At the docks she went to put her kayak up and came back to help us tie
up.

   "Is this yours?" She pointed to the rectagular box which we had left on
shore.

   "That's a Solar Powered Water Reclamation Engine," I told her, "The top
has a small solar panel.  I designed it for emergencies, but I can switch
it to recharge the dink's, or any 12volt battery."

   "But it makes lousy tasting water," Amanda commented.

   "It's designed for quick distillation, so allows about half a percent of
salt through, which is perfectly fine, and helps to replenish salt-loss
through sweating.  Although the water when it comes out could be quite
warm"

   I tipped the unit over and showed them the ultrasonic unit, "This gadget
shakes up the sea water to make a mist so it can absorb the heat from the
sun faster.  When the low-pressure vapor reaches the cooler metal along
this V-channel, it condenses and water runs down into this bottle in the
back.  A small amount of the misted salt water gets washed down with the
clean water."

   "So this is salt coating the inside?"

   "Yeah, a minor point is that you have to bang the sides now and then..."
I demonstrated, "To get rid of any build-up.  Of course normally the WREN
sits over water so there's no problem."

   "This is just salt?" Eva picked up a pinch of it and peered at it.  "It
looks different from table salt..."

   I took a look, "Yeah, I would guess that the smaller droplets do not
allow the salt to form fully, so it become dendritic or tree-shaped
crystals." I said.

   Eva crumbled some of the flakes and tasted it.  "It's like the special
salt from France, called Fleur de Sel, really rare, and expensive..." She
held it up to the sun, "And see the slightly pink coloration?  Like our
sand, that's from the corals, which would be a big selling point too... 
Here, smell..."

   "Very oceany..."

   "Exactly, it traps more moisture inside too..."

   "Wait, isn't this the stuff Hagen Daz put on their Reserve Caramel ice
cream?" Sherri asked, "It's supposed to be the latest craze!"

   "Quite likely - the real stuff sells for two dollars an ounce!"

   "Whoa, really?"

   "Oh yeah, boutique salts are very big..." Eva said, "We can call it
Turtle Cay Salt or something, it could be a big thing - as long we can keep
production up!"

   "How do you know so much about the Flower Salt?" I said.

   "I'm half French - my last name, Byron, is pronounced 'Bee-wrong' in
Canada.  And needless to say, the French loves their food!" Eva laughed,
then, "James, do you mind showing Donnie how you made this?"

   "Sure, not a problem."

   "Good, let me get some more salt - I'd like to try and cook with it..."

   "Here, grab a circular indicator and hold it here..."

   I banged the box to dump more salt flakes on it.  "Do you think you want
to make it a business?  There's already five bucks of salt right here! 
Whaddaya say, Eva--" I held my hand out, "Partners?"

   "Partners!" She grinned and shook hands all around.



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