Less than two weeks untill I give Anne, (My wife) away to be used and abused  as Eddie (my friend) wishes.

I will not be there to witness it but she will recount ALL the details to me afterwards

I lay across the large stone nearly breathless as the cool early morning air kissed my damp flesh. The sun rays seemed even more prominent than they did earlier the sounds of sunrise were like music. The melodic tune of the gulls became beautiful like the songbird. Master often called me songbird.

The sea was rough, and for the hundredth time on this voyage the stowaway wished she could go up on deck for some fresh air. Catalina had discovered long ago the rejuvenating effects of the sea air on a queasy stomach; after all, she was a sea captain’s daughter. In general she had always been a good sailor, but this maelstrom of buffeting winds and thundering waves was beyond anything she had ever experienced or even imagined. For the first time she was grateful that she’d eaten so little on this crossing.

For my RT who i adore

RT my Master/Owner