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   We slept until nine before waking to realize that we had to meet her family at Marsh Harbor by noon. I saw her panic and started to jump from the bed.
“Riki, what if we don’t show up?”
She returned a mischievous smile. “No, Daddy has been good to me!” She looked at me sadly.
“I know. I’m just so confused right now!”
“Me too!” She buried her face against my neck.
“Okay! Get dressed! I promised him I’d have you there on time. I’m going to get you there on time!”

She smiled a false smile, and we packed in a hurry. We checked out at the front desk and ran for the boat. We motored out into the channel, out past the point, and raised the sails. We were in sight of Marsh Harbor as we let out the sails for the gentle wind that was coming from the east.
Riki sat next to me all the way while leaning her head against me. 

The catamaran was already on the charter docks, and it looked like the dock crews were hauling off all of the contents with multiple dock carts. The closer we got, the more I wanted to just turn around and head for the blue water. We dropped the sails and motored into the tight entrance to the charter base. We went to the closest mooring buoy, and Riki hooked it with our mooring hook. I brought her bag up from below. I had packaged her painting for her mother into a converted cardboard box for safety. 

I delivered her and her baggage to the dinghy dock where her father met us and thanked me for my punctuality. Riki passed him on the dock without a comment.
“Is everything okay?” he asked when he saw Riki’s tears.
“It will be,” I said as I restrained mine.

I stayed on the mooring ball overnight. They didn’t ask for payment, and I didn’t offer. I was depressed and lonely. I was so disconnected from the world that I didn’t even own a cell phone. I had no way of contacting Riki, and she had no way to reach me. How stupid was I to let her leave? She has a future as a doctor, and I have a future as a—

***

"Mother, before I go to America, I had a painting done for you.” Riki pulled it from the box.
“Oh, that is beautiful! Did Louis paint this?” Her father was looking over her shoulder.
“Yes, and he gave me the earrings after he did the painting!” she bragged.
“Did you see the name of this painting on the back plate?” asked Zenzi.
She turned the painting to the back and let Riki read, “I will love you forever. L. D. Amherst.”
Her mother and father exchanged a look that Riki missed as she left the room suddenly.

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     344 pages covering the lives of Louis, Riki, Berlin, and an unnamed entity in a salt pond. They seperately... sail with Louis to the Bahamas and Caribbean. Louis is an artist and sells his paintings as he travels. These two women broaden his prospective of the world, and enhance his life sexually and financially. Berlin's imagination has no restrictions.
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    We decided to move forward on the sailboat’s deck. Each event was getting shorter due to our increased sensitivity. By the time we got to the anchor locker, even a gentle touch was a bit too much. She had her hands on the bow rails with the jib sail as a backdrop to starboard. The big orange sunset glowed dead ahead of us, and the grey freighter to port was long gone.

I held her hips in each hand and indulged sensuously between them. There was no stopping now. I reached around and below her chest, located a nipple, and squeezed it painfully as I humped faster and faster.

    Our screams of electrical ecstasy echoed across the ocean. I let myself fall back into the jib sail. Berlin clung to my naked body with her head buried in my neck. She wasn’t letting go. I felt her body experiencing waves of tremors as the aftershocks slowly faded.

***

    We were less than a day from our channel, and our thoughts shifted to burying the evidence. The digital photos were all on the computer, and the toys were all sterilized and back in the bottom drawer. The photo from the yacht club was innocent enough. The painting was on its way to Germany, and any bruises or sore spots had healed and were being tanned.

    As we got within four hours of Key West, Berlin started gathering her clothes, packing everything and putting them in her cabin. She also changed the sheets in the master cabin and added them to the laundry bag (pillowcases) containing the towels and wet swimsuits. She packed all of my things too, and she found the bowl of jewelry in the head.

    “Louis, do you want me to pack your jewelry, or are you going to wear it ashore?” she asked as she admired the ring.

    “Just pack it. Thanks!” I said. She was admiring the salt pond ring in the sunlight and watching the colorful fireworks that reflected like a disco ball onto the bathroom ceiling. She slipped it on her finger. Then she turned and looked at it closely in the mirror. She felt an electrical shock as she saw her own eyes glow green. She screamed.

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    “Berlin! Berlin!”

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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.

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“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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   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.

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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 fuc*!ng 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! 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!

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   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.

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      Amaretto with Coffee,  is a very active, multi-cultural story, about a writer that saves a Costa Rican woman from a ships captain. A privateer working in human trafficking. They fall in love and return to Costa Rica . They steal the money from the ships captain and build a fashion empire in the United States. The book takes several dramatic changes of direction and even loses a main character prior the ship captain being extinguished. A new romance is formed and Jonah’s broken family is strangely united. This is a book of family, and happy endings, that was paid for with endurance and sacrifice.  There are several distinctive characters in Amaretto that you will never forget. ADBanyan

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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 fuc*!ng 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! 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!

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      Amaretto with Coffee is a very active, multi-cultural story, about a writer that saves a Costa Rican woman from a ships captain. A privateer working in human trafficking. They fall in love and return to Costa Rica . They steal the money from the ships captain and build a fashion empire in the United States. The book takes several dramatic changes of direction and even loses a main character prior the ship captain being extinguished. A new romance is formed and Jonah’s broken family is strangely united. This is a book of family, and happy endings, that was paid for with endurance and sacrifice.  There are several distinctive characters in Amaretto that you will never forget. ADBanyan

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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 fuc*!ng 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! 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!

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      Amaretto with Coffee is about a writer that saves a Costa Rican woman from a ship's captain, a privateer working in human trafficking. He falls in love and returns to Costa Rica where he meets Momma Saborio and Loren, Lisa's twin sister. Lisa had stolen money from the ship's captain and proceeded to build a fashion empire in the United States.

      The book takes several dramatic changes of direction and even loses a main character prior to the ship captain being extinguished by a special forces friend from Jonah's past.

      A new romance is formed, and Jonah's broken family is strangely united. This is a book of family and happy endings, paid for with endurance and sacrifice. There are several distinctive characters in Amaretto that you will never forget!

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       At sunrise Daniel and I were airborne to Costa Rica. I carried my disposable phone and my regular phone, in my laptop case. It was on my left shoulder, and the baby stuff in a bag on the other shoulder, with Daniel in my arms. We hit the tarmac in Limon by 3am and I called Loren on my regular phone to pick us up.
She was confused, and wanted to know where Lisa was. I convinced her to wait until we get to the house and put Daniel to bed.
      Daniel went right to sleep, and we all sat at the kitchen table as I told the story. The crying was intense as I told them that I need them to be strong. Loren was immediately in, because this man that I wanted to erase was the same man that kidnapped and beat her years ago. Momma was a bit reserved, but agreed when she realized that Lisa had been kidnapped, and raped when she was young and then years later murdered by this man. I flipped open my laptop and hooked it into Loren’s Router. We clicked onto the live camera and the Uncle Tom appeared in Real Time on my screen. I laid the disposable phone on the table and explained that this will ignite that! as I pointed to the freighter.
      “We just want him! So we have to wait until he goes to bed” I explained.
      “I have a man working for me as we speak. When the phone rings and stops, we are ready to go. So for now we just wait.” I walked into the living room as Momma and Loren stared at the screen.
      When the phone rang… RRRRING….. RRRRING… and then stopped, I knew Michigan was on the plane and everything was ready.
The screen showed it getting dark in Florida, and I couldn’t call the other phone until Captain Raymond goes to bed. We watched the monitor as we saw people leaving the boat and the Captain turning off the lights. He stayed in his room until late watching TV and finally got up and went into the bathroom, turned off the lights, and went to bed.
      We all looked at each other and I started dialing the number on my key pad. I hesitated at the last number and waited………. as I looked into their eyes.
     “What’s the last number?” asked Loren.
     “Seven”
      She reached across the table and pushed 7.
      Nothing happened for a few minutes and as I started to get worried, his cabin glowed like the sun from inside it. The camera went to static as it couldn’t handle the intense light. We stared at the computer screen as it finally came back on, to show the center of the metal roof melted into a hole above Raymond’s Cabin. As the intense light faded to flickering flames, the entire ship exploded and the flames danced on the water as the surrounding boats moved away to a safe distance.

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“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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            Have you ever met someone that with a look from across the room, or a gentle touch as they passed, could send you into a dark hallway in search of satisfaction? Jackson Curtis discovered such a person when he met Jade Southers.Together they were a force of nature that could not be stopped..............until they were.

           “ALONE” will touch a part of everyone’s life.

           You feel the adrenalin and adventure of being out on the open ocean, the passion of true love, and the emptiness of being alone. The book is constantly changing and full of surprises.

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

hole, with his dozer, 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 fire into the pit and watched the flames devour the

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

in the morning, 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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     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