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Pg 54

“Let’s hear it! What’s your plan?” She ordered.

“If you started a shop in America . . . you could sell your

inventory for a lot more money. The exchange rate alone will

make a big difference in itself. Let him produce your own clothing

line, and you could even design it yourself.”

“Oh yeah, you got it all worked out . . . don’t you?” Her temper

was increasing. She opened the door and stepped out into the

stopped traffic. She put her hands on the roof and leaned over looking into the

car at me. Her hemline crept up as she bent over and the men in

the car behind us were not complaining.

“YOU! You think you can get Lisa all set up and self-supporting,

and then you don’t have to feel guilty as you blow her

off and run back to America!” Her anger was reaching its peak.

“LISA! It’s not like that!” I injected.

“Oh yeah! Send her home to take care of momma! Dump

her back in her own country and you’re done with her. You had a

few good months fucking the Costa Rican girl and got you a new

sailboat . . . Oh Yeah . . . time to move on now!”

Lisa had always felt . . . third world . . . . and I always had to

be careful about things I said. She felt that I talked to her in a

condescending manner when I was angry. She had no idea how

much I envied and respected her.

I jumped out of the car and walked behind it smiling at the

guys in the next car as I shook my head. I spun Lisa around and

pushed her against the car. I put my face about 12" from hers.

“STOP THIS! If you would just shut up and listen to me, you

would see that there is a bigger picture involved here! I have no

intention of leaving you here in Costa Rica. I want to help you

get your business started and then we can sail all over the world

getting new ideas for fashion as we go. You can email your designs

back to Costa Rica and we just keep on going. We can travel, I can

write my next book, and we can live happily ever after! GET IT?”

“Ever after?” as she calmed down. Her facial expressions changed

from anger to affection.

“If you’d just controlled your temper I would have told you all

of this!” I said.

“Ever after?” She repeated

      HONK!!!!! HONK!!!!! HONK!!!!! HONK!!!!! Saved by the

horns!

She started laughing as she noticed that the traffic was

moving again. She kissed me very fast and jumped back into

the car. I ran around the back and the guys in the car behind us

clapped for me. I jumped into the car, as my door slammed and

the tires squealed.

Pg 110

The contractions were increasing before I got the paperwork

filled out, and they took me right to her and asked if I was the

coach. We had practiced that, so I said, “Yes!” and started doing my thing.

This was my first . . . delivery. I didn’t let it show . . . . but I

was nervous. I had several, three second, flashbacks of things that I

had told my friends over the years.

     “Oh hell no! I don’t want kids. I love my life style”

“Married . . . . Oh hell no! Do you expect me to keep sleeping

with the SAME woman? I would go insane! Do I look like a

mini-van Daddy to you? Ha . . . Ha!”

“KIDS! Oh hell no! I’d have to sell my sailboat! You KNOW,

that’s not going to happen.”

An hour later  . . . or maybe three hours later . . . I was

introduced to;

Daniel Michael Bradford . . .The future heir to my throne!

 Pg 119

I reached into the bathtub water and raised her head. I drug

her wet body onto the ceramic tile floor as water ran out into the

bedroom. I tried CPR until I almost passed out.

“BREATHE DAM IT! BREATHE!”

I finally gave up and cried on her stomach. I stood and looked at her, as

she lie pale and wet in my favorite black nighty. She must have

been planning a big night for me before she flew back to Costa Rica.

“911 . . . What is your emergency?”

Pg 149

“I want another baby.” She said from nowhere.

I pulled out and rolled over onto my back as she put her head

on my shoulder.

“Aren't we getting a little ahead of things?” I said as my

erection deflated.

“Maybe . . . . but I do! Sooner or later you are going to figure

out that you have always loved me, and I have always loved you.

We have each taken the long way around getting here . . . but

here we are! We already have a son together, and I am perfectly

willing to raise Lisa’s son as my own. I think momma likes you

better than me now, so what is keeping us from making all of

this . . . real?” She asks with a serious look.

There was a long silence in the cabin as both of us faced each

other on our sides with our elbows in the mattress, and our heads

propped up on our hands. I stared into Loren’s big brown eyes for

a long time, as she did not even blink. I squinted my eyes at her and

slowly flashed her a full smile.

“I can’t think of a damn thing!”

Pg 155

“Monelle said he thought you might be interested in this one.”

as he laid the specs to the Celestial in front of us.

“Nice lines!” but the cabin layout isn’t going to get it!” I said.

“A few things have changed since I bought my last boat

from James! I have two small boys and a third one on the way.” I

smiled at Loren.

“Well Captain . . . congratulations . . . Are you working on

getting your own crew?” He chuckled.

“Actually my oldest one helped sail on the way up here. He’s

only six!” I caught myself bragging like the fathers I used to scoff at.

Pg 162

She looked radiant as she walked down the aisle and they had

buried the evidence of Darius beneath several silk ribbons. She

looked absolutely beautiful with her long black hair falling across

her shoulders.

I faced her from the platform, as our eye contact

never broke until I took her hand and she stood beside me.

The preacher read from the Bible and I thought about how

complete my life was now. As soon as we’re legal and recorded

then all of my past, present, and future becomes one, and forgiven.

I looked past the Bible that the preacher was holding and was

staring at Loren’s legs that showed between the split in the front

of her gown. I visualized her white thigh high nylons and that she

was probably not wearing panties.

“Daddy . . . DADDY!”  David pushed her ring against my

forearm and snapped me back to reality.

“I do!” I said, as Loren smiled, blushed, and shook her head

at me. She knew exactly what I was thinking!

“And Loren, do you take Jonah . . . death do you part?”

“She flashed me a sexy smile and looked me in the eyes . . .

paused for paybacks . . . I do!”

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  Monday morning, before sunrise, Lisa snuck into my bedroom.  She woke me up with a kiss and I ran my hand up under her dress.
“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”

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After super I sat on the couch and watched the Jefferson’s in Spanish on the TV.  Lisa sat in the floor between my legs, leaning against the couch.  I massaged her shoulders as she played with my legs.  Momma Saborio spent more time giving us both dirty looks, then watching TV.   We grabbed a passionate kiss in the hallway before going to our separate bedrooms for the night….  AAAahhh!
Monday morning, before sunrise, Lisa snuck into my bedroom.  She woke me up with a kiss and I ran my hand up under her dress.
“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”

I grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed. She pounded on me and wiggled her way to freedom.  With a big horney smile on her face she wiggled her finger at me and pulled the door shut.  I heard the car start and disappear down the road.  I slept a bit longer until I heard Momma Saborio cooking breakfast.  I got up and went into the kitchen.  She handed me some toast and butter and motioned for me to help.  I got to work and in a few minutes she was making jokes about me that I didn’t understand, and laughing.  I think she thought that I may be a resident son in law in the learning stages.  Loren’s boyfriend showed up in time to eat with us, and then he took Momma into town for… something?

I did the dishes after they left and went back into my bedroom.  I closed the blinds on the window, and went back to bed.  I was awakened by the sound of a car coming up the dirt road.  It stopped in front of the house and then it left again.  I lay in bed listening as someone entered the house.  The door did not even have a lock on it!  I heard the door shut and footsteps walking around on the wood floors. They came down the hallway, the doorknob turned, and Lisa quietly came into the room.  She looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She unzipped her dress and placed it on the dresser.  She stepped out of her heels and slowly slipped off her stockings.  She walked back over to the mirror. I slipped out of the bed and quietly came from behind her.  I grasped her hands and raised them over her head, against the door, as I pushed my body against her back.  She screamed and squirmed. I held her solid.  I let her turn to see me and kissed her on the lips.

“I am so horney!”  I said, as I released her hands and grabbed her hips.
“She raised her knee and flattened my balls. I fell onto the bed trying to breathe.
“WHO ARE YOU?  AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BEDROOM?” She asked. Her eyes flashed with anger.
I was totally confused.
“LISA!  Have you lost your mind?”  I said still trying to catch my breath.
She stood looking at me with a blank look on her face.
She slowly formed a familiar sinister smile, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“I am not Lisa….  I am Loren!  Lisa and I are twins!”  She giggled and quickly put her dress back on.
I rolled off of the bed in my boxer shorts as LOREN…. went into the kitchen.

pg. 108.

“David and I came out here today and fished right here.  We had a really good time and I could not believe how well we get along.  He's a smart kid!”  I looked back down into the water.
“He should be… he has a very intelligent father!”  She said sweetly.
“Yes… you and Andres are great parents.”  I said.
I looked at Loren. She was shaking her head back and forth at me.
“You are so damned blind!”  She said, as her attitude did a 180.

“Where did that come from?”  I asked.
“Haven't you noticed that David's hair is a little bit light for a Costa Rican child?”
“Yes… but I thought maybe it would darken with age.”
“No stupid…. have you noticed that he has flat feet?”
The color suddenly left my face.  I stared at her and could not speak.
“Yes!...  The answer to your question is yes!”  She said.
“How?”

She giggled a little bit and stared me in the eyes.
“Well… other than the obvious answer…  I have learned that Costa Rican birth-control pills don't work on Americans, evidently.”  She giggled a little bit more.
“I don't want anything from you, and I couldn't be happier that I have such a beautiful son.  I just thought that it was time that you knew.  Someday he will figure it out himself and we will have to deal with this.  I just wanted you to have advance warning and time to think about how you will handle it.”  She said, as I stared into her watery eyes.

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PAGE 44 Jackson Curtis returns to their Teak Ranch in Mexico, to tragedy.

“Before you go home, walk over to the city building and see

Marlin, he’s an expat too, and he will fix you up with a contractor’s

license.”
We drove up to the job site to choose my lots. I had to put
$10,000 down as a deposit, and I chose three lots on the east side
that all had ocean views.
He wrote me a certificate on each one.
“Now we wait!” he said.
I was excited as the builder rush ran through my body again. I
jumped in the yellow VW bug and headed home to tell Jade the good news.
I was ten minutes from home as a speeding black van with dark
tinted windows almost ran me off the road.
“Fuck you!” As I extended my finger over the rag top and kept
it extended until they vanished from my mirror.
Smoke rolled across the road as I got home. Everyone was in the
trees, and Jesus was spraying water on the trees, trying to keep the
fire from spreading. I jumped from the VW and ran to Jesus.
“Where is Jade? WHERE IS JADE?” as I ran toward the house.
Sol screamed at me, “Jackson!” as the heat knocked me backward,
and I crawled from the flames.
“Jade! . . . Jade!”
Sol and Carlos grabbed me and dragged me into the trees and
squirted water on my smoldering shirt.
“Jackson! Jade was in the house. I don’t know what happened. I
heard an explosion, and by the time I ran over here, it was completely
engulfed. I have never seen anything burn so fast.”
“Jade!” as I dropped to the ground in tears.
The fire burned for two days as we all worked to keep it from
spreading. I kept looking into the flames like I expected her to walk
out at any moment. I went out to the boat and went below. I could
still smell Jade’s smell on the sheets. I cried myself to sleep. The next
day, I poked through the ashes and debris. I found nothing. Even
the metal beams were melted and warped. I drank all day as I stared
at the . . . house.
“Jackson! . . . Jackson!” I heard Sol’s voice.
“Wake up!” as he pulled my face out of the sand.
“You have company.” And I looked at a man holding his hand
out toward me. He pulled me up off the ground.
“We need to put this to rest,” he said consolingly. “I am the
minister at Sol’s church. I am also a bulldozer operator. We need to
bury this memory so you can continue your life.”
He hugged me as the tears ran down my cheeks.
I looked at the dozer that his son was getting off the trailer, and
I shook my head in agreement.
As I stood against a mahogany tree and watched, he dug a
hole about the size of a box truck. He pushed the entire remains
of my home into the hole, and his son poured diesel fuel over the

debris in the pit. He handed me a paper, lit it, and walked away.

I threw the flame into the pit and watched the flames devour the

remaining parts of my life. It burned overnight, and he came back

in the morning and pushed the sand over the ashes and regraded the

property. It looked like it was never there, as he loaded the dozer back

on the trailer and left. I lay down on the fresh sand, feeling Jade’s

presence with the earth. I have never felt so alone!

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PAGE 41 Days before Jade and Jackson visited Nautia Mexico. ..... prior to the fire.

We had supper ashore in a little open air café. We sat at our table until about 8:00 and they wanted to close.
     “I guess there isn’t any night life here.” I said as I laid the tip on the table.

We had a long walk back to the dock and the streets were fairly dark. We kept our voices down to not disturb the families that we walked by. They had nothing in their windows but a bed sheet. No glass… no screens!
It started raining lightly and we walked faster trying not to get Jade’s pretty new cotton dress wet. It became torrential and we ran for the Farmers Market shelter close ahead. We stood out of the rain against the old warped plywood tables. Jade melted into my arms, and I felt her hardening nipples pressing firmly through my wet t-shirt. I reached down and put my hands on her hips and slid her dress up until her panties were exposed. She tilted her head and looked up at me as she slid her panties off and laid them on the table. She unsnapped my shorts and they fell to the wet pavement under me. I turned her around and pulled her back against my chest as my ........... rose between her legs. I fondled her breasts as she tilted her head back and kissed me. I pushed her forward onto the table and stroked her passionately as the torrential rain pounded on the tin roof above us.
“AAaahhhhhhhh!!!!!! AAAAAHHHhhhhhh!!!! KaBOOM!!! As a lightning bolt hit a transformer not 100’ away. Sparks flew all over the streets.
“AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!”!As we continued with the added excitement of being in the center of town. The rain drowned out our voices, and the sparks made giant shadow characters of our naked bodies on the building behind us. I felt the cool water run against my bare feet. An electrical shock shot up my legs and into Jade!
AAhh!! Ahhh!!!!! AAAHHHHH!!!! As we yelled in ecstasy like we never had before.
She flexed tight on my .......... as both of our bodies experienced high voltage sensations running through them. We both jerked and constricted like we were having seizures as we climaxed together. Even when we both regained control we still had aftershocks that were so extreme we both just laughed and giggled in amazement.
The rain slowed down a bit and we ran laughing through the rivers in the streets as I twirled her wet panties on my finger. We stopped under a porch a few blocks away and looked back at the sparks from the transformer.
“That was close! I could feel the electricity!” as we continued running down the street laughing.

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PAGE 44          Jackson Curtis returns to their Teak Ranch in Mexico, to tragedy.

 

              “Before you go home, walk over to the city building and see

Marlin, he’s an expat too, and he will fix you up with a contractor’s

license.”

              We drove up to the job site to choose my lots. I had to put

$10,000 down as a deposit, and I chose three lots on the east side

that all had ocean views.

              He wrote me a certificate on each one.

              “Now we wait!” he said.

              I was excited as the builder rush ran through my body again. I

jumped in the yellow VW bug and headed home to tell Jade the good news.

I was ten minutes from home as a speeding black van with dark

tinted windows almost ran me off the road.

              “Fuck you!” As I extended my finger over the rag top and kept

it extended until they vanished from my mirror.

              Smoke rolled across the road as I got home. Everyone was in the

trees, and Jesus was spraying water on the trees, trying to keep the

fire from spreading. I jumped from the VW and ran to Jesus.

              “Where is Jade? WHERE IS JADE?” as I ran toward the house.

Sol screamed at me, “Jackson!” as the heat knocked me backward,

and I crawled from the flames.

              “Jade! . . . Jade!”

              Sol and Carlos grabbed me and dragged me into the trees and

squirted water on my smoldering shirt.

              “Jackson! Jade was in the house. I don’t know what happened. I

heard an explosion, and by the time I ran over here, it was completely

engulfed. I have never seen anything burn so fast.”

              “Jade!” as I dropped to the ground in tears.

              The fire burned for two days as we all worked to keep it from

spreading. I kept looking into the flames like I expected her to walk

out at any moment. I went out to the boat and went below. I could

still smell Jade’s smell on the sheets. I cried myself to sleep. The next

day, I poked through the ashes and debris. I found nothing. Even

the metal beams were melted and warped. I drank all day as I stared

at the . . . house.

              “Jackson! . . . Jackson!” I heard Sol’s voice.

              “Wake up!” as he pulled my face out of the sand.

              “You have company.” And I looked at a man holding his hand

out toward me. He pulled me up off the ground.

              “We need to put this to rest,” he said consolingly. “I am the

minister at Sol’s church. I am also a bulldozer operator. We need to

bury this memory so you can continue your life.”

              He hugged me as the tears ran down my cheeks.

              I looked at the dozer that his son was getting off the trailer, and

I shook my head in agreement.

              As I stood against a mahogany tree and watched, he dug a

hole about the size of a box truck. He pushed the entire remains

of my home into the hole, and his son poured diesel fuel over the

debris in the pit. He handed me a paper, lit it, and walked away.

I threw the flame into the pit and watched the flames devour the

remaining parts of my life. It burned overnight, and he came back

in the morning and pushed the sand over the ashes and regraded the

property. It looked like it was never there, as he loaded the dozer back

on the trailer and left. I lay down on the fresh sand, feeling Jade’s

presence with the earth.        I have never felt so alone!

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PAGE 41    Days before Jade and Jackson visited Nautia Mexico.  ..... prior to the fire.

We had supper ashore in a little open air café. We sat at our table until about 8:00 and they wanted to close.

      “I guess there isn’t any night life here.” I said as I laid the tip on the table.

      We had a long walk back to the dock and the streets were fairly dark. We kept our voices down to not disturb the families that we walked by. They had nothing in their windows but a bed sheet. No glass… no screens!

      It started raining lightly and we walked faster trying not to get Jade’s pretty new cotton dress wet. It became torrential and we ran for the Farmers Market shelter close ahead. We stood out of the rain against the old warped plywood tables. Jade melted into my arms, and I felt her hardening nipples pressing firmly through my wet t-shirt. I reached down and put my hands on her hips and slid her dress up until her panties were exposed. She tilted her head and looked up at me as she slid her panties off and laid them on the table. She unsnapped my shorts and they fell to the wet pavement under me. I turned her around and pulled her back against my chest as my ........... rose between her legs. I fondled her breasts as she tilted her head back and kissed me. I pushed her forward onto the table and stroked her passionately as the torrential rain pounded on the tin roof above us.

      “AAaahhhhhhhh!!!!!! AAAAAHHHhhhhhh!!!! KaBOOM!!! As a lightning bolt hit a transformer not 100’ away. Sparks flew all over the streets.

      “AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!”!As we continued with the added excitement of being in the center of town. The rain drowned out our voices, and the sparks made giant shadow characters of our naked bodies on the building behind us. I felt the cool water run against my bare feet. An electrical shock shot up my legs and into Jade!

      AAhh!! Ahhh!!!!! AAAHHHHH!!!! As we yelled in ecstasy like we never had before.

       She flexed tight on my .......... as both of our bodies experienced high voltage sensations running through them. We both jerked and constricted like we were having seizures as we climaxed together. Even when we both regained control we still had aftershocks that were so extreme we both just laughed and giggled in amazement.

      The rain slowed down a bit and we ran laughing through the rivers in the streets as I twirled her wet panties on my finger. We stopped under a porch a few blocks away and looked back at the sparks from the transformer.

      “That was close! I could feel the electricity!” as we continued running down the street laughing.

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     I was excited as the builder rush ran through my body again. I jumped in the bug and headed home to tell Jade the good news.

       I was 10 minutes from home as a speeding black van with dark tinted windows almost ran me off of the road.

      “FUCK YOU!!!!” As I extended my finger over the rag top, and kept it extended until they vanished from my mirror.

      Smoke rolled across the road as I got home. Everyone was in the trees and Jesus was spraying water on the trees trying to keep the fire from spreading. I jumped from the VW and ran to Jesus.

      “Where is Jade?” WHERE IS JADE!!!! As I ran toward the house.

      Sol screamed at me, “JACKSON!”  as the heat knocked me backwards and I crawled from the flames.

      “JADE!!!!!!!!!!.... JADE!!!!!!!!!”

      Sol and Carlos grabbed me and drug me into the trees and squirted water on my smoldering shirt.

      “JACKSON! Jade was in the house. I don’t know what happened. I heard an explosion and by the time I ran over here it was completely engulfed. I have never seen anything burn so fast.”

      “JADE!!!!”  as I dropped to the ground in tears.

      The fire burnt for two days as we all worked to keep it from spreading. I kept looking into the flames like I expected her to walk out at any moment. I went out to the boat and went below. I could still smell Jades smell on the sheets. I cried myself to sleep. The next day I poked through the ashes and debris. I found nothing. Even the metal beams were melted and warped. I drank all day as I stared at the… house.

      “Jackson!!!...JACKSON!!!” I heard Sol’s voice.

      “Wake up! As he pulled my face out of the sand.

      “You have company.” And I looked at a man holding his hand out toward me. He pulled me up off of the ground.

      “We need to put this to rest.” he said consolingly. “I am the minister at Sol’s Church. I am also a bulldozer operator. We need to bury this memory so you can continue your life.”

      He hugged me as the tears ran down my cheeks.

      I looked at the dozer that his son was getting off of his trailer and I shook my head in agreement.

      As I stood against a Mahogany tree and watched, he dug a hole about the size of a box truck. He pushed the entire remains of my home into the hole and his son poured diesel fuel over the debris in the pit. He handed me a paper and lit it and walked away. I threw the flame into the pit and watched the flames remove the remaining parts of my life. It burnt overnight and he came back in the morning and pushed the sand over the ashes and re-graded the property. It looked like it was never there, as he loaded the dozer back on the trailer and left. I lay down on the fresh sand feeling Jade’s presence with the Earth.    I have never felt so alone!            Alex Banyan