Date: Tue, 02 Mar 2004 10:42:10 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Training Ship, Chapter22

This story is purely a figment of my imagination, it contains gay sex
between Men & Boys, if this isn't your thing then please read something
else, if you are under age please don't read it although I can't stop you.
Your comments and ideas are eagerly sought, so please drop me an email at
justjames17@hotmail.com. Remember that is the only reward we get as writers
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A reader, Oscar, has requested I publish a list of Characters who are and
have passed through or are still aboard the Siren's Song so here it is, I
hope it makes things easier for you all to follow the story.

1. Captain Jack, the craggy but randy captain and owner of the Siren's Song.
2. Mr. Owen Wills, young 1st mate and newly introduced to gay sex.
3. Mr. Richards, 2nd mate older man but although enjoys watching sexual play
has yet to try it.
4. Mr Flynn the 3rd mate.
5. Carl, 13yo cabin boy lover of captain Jack.
6. Conrad, 19yo crewmember, in love with Chris.
7. Chris, 12 yo red headed boy loves Conrad.
8. Gerry, 13yo friend of Chris, sleeps in bunk below him.
9. Bruce, 20 yo fancies Conrad, shy, Black hair.
10. Trevor, 17 yo brown hair.
11. Alan, 17yo feminine slim blonde, bashed by Mark.
12. Mark, 21yo crewmember, jock type, blonde haired bear cub, taught about
gay sex by Jack.
13. Jason, 17yo who visited ship in Sydney.
14. Chung, 16yo Asian friend of Jason visited in Sydney.
15. Andrew, 22yo crewmember bashed in Sydney on Geoff's birthday.
16. Geoff, 20yo crewmember bashed and raped by gang in Sydney with Andrew.
17. Nathaniel, 25 yo doctor, met & fell in love with Jack in Sydney.
18. Damien, leader of smugglers rescued by ship. Jump overboard after
plotting to rape then kill Joe.
19. Tony fellow smuggler, jump overboard after raping and attempting to
murder Joe.
20. Joe, 19yo aboriginal boy crewed on smugglers' yacht, the Sundowner.
21. Mr. Meade, the boatswain on the Siren's Song.
22. Nick, 14yo blonde swimmers body, joined in Sydney son of John.
23. John multimillionaire father of Nick.
24. Frank, Nick's sexy grandfather, lover of 13yo Gerry.
25. Alex, the lad killed in the first chapter.

I think I've covered all the major players in the saga, forgive me if I've
forgotten anyone.


      The Training Ship, Part 22.                  justjames17.


Jack smiled happily as he walked out of the radio cabin, the sound of Nat's
cheery young voice echoing in his mind. Mr. Wills approached from the
opposite direction accompanied by young Alan, the effeminate 17year old
blonde lad that Mark had beaten up so long ago. The first mate blushed as he
saw the captain walking towards them; he was embarrassed because he thought
the captain would guess where he and Alan were heading. He was taking young
Alan down into the forward hold, the site of his initiation into gay sex by
Jack and young Carl. He was going to enjoy a romp with the handsome lad in
the privacy of the hold and he guessed Jack would realise where they were
heading and why.

Jack's mind was on other things as he smiled and nodded to the man and lad
as he passed saying, " G'day Owen, Alan great day isn't it."

Mr. Wills breathed a sigh of relief as he and Alan continued on towards the
hatchway to the cavernous hold. Alan looked at the flustered officer and
smiled at his obvious embarrassment, he nudged the man's ribs and winked at
him saying, " The captain was in a happy mood wasn't he?"

Mr. Wills nodded and relaxed a little as they reached the steel bulkhead,
undogging the hatch they stepped over the raised lip of the bulkhead and
entered the dimly illuminated hold. Owen led the boy to the area where he
had been fucked and they both began to undress, Alan was quicker and more
eager than the older man and was soon lying back naked on the bale watching
as the mate dropped his trousers exposing his white Y fronts bulging nicely
with his semi turgid tool and full nuts. Alan licked his sensuous lips as he
ogled the growing mound as the man stood up hooking his fingers into the
elastic waist band pulling the underpants out from his belly, the thick
penis leapt up till it vibrated against the flat abdomen.

Alan studied the smooth thick pulsing prick, it's smooth silky outer
covering of skin showed the veins beneath as Mr. Wills' heart pounded
heavily to pump up the thick muscle. Alan slid off the bale and knelt on the
scarred timber deck as he sucked the throbbing penis into his warm wet mouth
causing a gasp and then a purring groan from the man's chest. Mr. Wills
grasped Alan's ears and pulled the handsome face hard into his hirsute groin
grinding his pubic hair and mound hard against Alan's face, as the lad's
tongue laved and teased the thick swollen shaft as the swollen purple glans
scoured his stretched throat. Owen groaned as the boy worked his trembling
excited tool and he was teetering on the edge when the lad pulled back
sliding the thick hot meat out of his throat and mouth stopping the imminent
eruption of semen.

Owen groaned in frustration as Alan sat back on his heels and grinned up at
him from the floor, the thick tool was oozing pre cum in huge dribbles as it
trembled and jerked while he tried to stop it ejaculating by wrapping his
hand tightly around the thick hairy base. Alan reached out to assist him by
grasping and squeezing his tight drawn up nuts back painfully into their
suede like sack A deep groan issued from the man as Alan squeezed his
goolies hard pulling them from where they nestled hard up in his groin till
they filled the wrinkled sack which was flattened against the base of Owen's
rock hard cock.

Alan then began sucking one ball at a time into his soft warm mouth as his
tongue slobbered over the slightly hairy scrotum, Owen stood legs widely
spread as he arched back moaning frantically while the blonde head was
buried into his groin. Alan turned Owen around till his back of his thighs
were against the bale and he gently pushed him back till he was lying on his
back with his legs spread wide as he suckled on the tasty egg sized gonad.
Alan's nose was inhaling the sweaty aroma of the man's groin and the musty
odour from his tight ass; he dropped the nut from his mouth and began to
lick the hairy crack as Owen writhed on his back on the Hessian covered
bale.

Owen lifted up a little as Alan moved his questing appendage wetly down into
his cleft, he spread his legs wider trying to let the lad complete entry to
his wrinkled little lips. Alan placed his hands on the soft underneath of
Owen's thighs and began to push the legs upwards; Owen felt the effort the
lad was making and lifted his legs up grasping his knees and spreading
himself wide. The exposed smooth white ass was now opened in front of the
lad's face as he studied the tightly clenched lips pursed in front of him.
He extended the very tip of his tongue and let it dance delicately on the
slightly extended wrinkled lips causing Owen to shiver in anticipation to
what might occur next.

Alan felt the lips twitching on his tongue tip so he began to poke the tip
into the tight little mouth as Owen sighed and pushed against the questing
tongue; the lips opened suddenly and seemed to grasp the tongue sucking it
inside the hot rectum. The lad's tongue danced inside the funky tunnel
tasting the inner man as Owen almost sang his pleasure at the invasion. His
tight muscle clenched and relaxed on the invader as Alan sucked and swept
his appendage about inside Owen's hot silky bowel, feeling the smooth strong
tasting lining as he tongued the guy frantically. Owen's sounds of pleasure
echoed around the huge hold as he revelled in the pleasures Alan was giving
him, " Aaaargh, Ooooooh Geeeez Mmmmmmm, oooh that is too fucking much Alan
I'm gonna blow my load any second Ooooooh Shiiiiiiiiit."

Alan felt Owen tighten up as his body tensed preparing to climax, his tongue
trapped deeply inside the spasming man's rectum, he saw the balls draw up
again till they almost disappeared into the pockets each side of the
throbbing penis then felt Owen spasm again and again as his hard cock
erupted frantically sending rope after hot rope of creamy pearly seed all
over himself and over his threshing head to land on the bale behind him.
Nine huge gouts of man juice exploded from the swollen cock until the
ejaculations died down to a steady oozing which slipped down the still
pulsating penis to coat the thick bush of pubic hair.

Alan knelt there in absolute awe at the incredible climax he had caused and
wondered how long it had been since the first mate had ejaculated, he
straightened up and began to lick the thick strong cum from Owen's panting
body. By the time he'd finished licking every drop of juice from the man's
still trembling flesh, Owen's breathing was almost normal but his happy
murmurs sounded as Alan licked him clean. He watched the prominent abs
tighten and relax as he tongued around the firm belly seeking any odd
droplet of tasty juice he might have missed. He sucked the thick pubic hair
to strain the spilt juice trapped in them spitting the odd wiry hair from
his mouth as he vacuumed the area clean with his mouth.

Alan began to rub his turgid cock against Owen's open crack and he was
prodding his knob against the saliva-wet lips of the man's ass, Owen smiled
dreamily at the good-looking lad and nodded to him. Alan pulled back and
grasped his 6-inch prick and held it tightly as he began to ease it into the
puckered lips, the feeling of his knob squeezing into the tight moist hole
was incredible, he'd never fucked a guy before he'd always been on the
receiving end of the cock. This totally new experience was unbelievable as
he edged the fat knob slowly into the tight lips, which opened grudgingly to
the invader, suddenly the resistance eased and his proud helmet popped
inside the guarding muscle. Owen jerked and drew a hissing breath, as he
felt the painful twinge of his ring stretching then snapping tight around
the inserted member.

Alan stayed still till he felt Owen relax a little then he slowly edged
forward deeper and deeper into the unbelievably tight hot tunnel, Owen's
muscles were revolting to the insurgent flesh and trying to expel him but
this only caused more pleasure as his engorged cock forced deeper inside
Owen's hot body. His cock was soon as deep into the lovely velvety tight
glove that was Owen's bowels, he drew back feeling the muscles inside Owen
gripping and relaxing as his thicker helmet slid greasily up the clinging
flesh. He reached the tight elastic ring and then pushed fast and deeply
back into the moist funky tube as Owen almost screamed his pleasure the
sound echoing back and forth around the hold.

Alan speeded up and strove to send his cock up into Owen's throat as he
lunged and plunged back and forth his nuts smacking against Owen's back
until they began to contract as Alan felt the joyous tingling as he neared
his first fucking climax. He strained harder to force himself inside Owen
then with a loud bellow he thumped hard and deep as he trembled and jerked
spurting no erupting exploding in a frantic climax as his swollen cock
emptied his seething sperm into Owen's clutching hungry body. Alan jerked
again and again as he injected his creamy cum into the dark humidity of
Owen's rectum, his cute bubble bum clenching as he thrust hard the deep
dimples visible as his muscles tensed beneath his white satiny skin.

Alan finally emptied his roiling nuts and collapsed onto Owen's sweaty chest
as he almost fainted from the ecstasy of his first intercourse where he had
been the aggressor. He felt his shrinking dick slowly ease from the wet
claggy hole till it popped free and drooped onto his emptied balls, Owen
whimpered as he felt the lad's sweet cock slid out leaving him feeling empty
and bereft. They lay there caressing one another in the pink hazy afterglow
of a joyous union then began to kiss and tongue dance as they regained their
equilibrium. Their peaceful reverie was disturbed by the sound of a ship's
siren from close by and Mr. Wills almost threw Alan aside in his haste to
arise and get his clothes on.

They hurriedly dressed and rushed from the hold slamming the hatch and
closing the handles to lock it, they ran along the companionway as the siren
sounded two short blasts again much closer this time. Mr. Wills burst
through the hatch onto the deck to see the bows of a massive oil tanker
bearing down on them at high speed he ran to the wheel to find the helmsman
frantically spinning the huge wheel trying to turn the ship aside from the
looming steel mountain of the tanker's bows. The tanker was swinging slowly
to port as the Siren's song frantically turned to port to try to escape the
imminent collision, the crew were standing frozen in time as they watched
the huge towering black hull slowly moving away from them as both vessels
turned away from each other.

There was a resounding metallic crashing crunching sound as the Siren's Song
trembled and lurched over to her port side as the tanker clipped her stern
ripping the bulwarks and railings off over about 15 feet. The horrible sound
of grinding metal shattered the air and the spray leapt high between the two
hulls as if a depth charge had exploded close alongside. The screeching
sound of the tearing steel sounded as if the Siren's Song was screaming in
pain as she shuddered and rolled over on her port side taking water across
her deck, several crewmembers were thrown across the deck to land in the
water or onto the railings where they clung on for dear life.

The ship slowly righted herself as the tanker steamed away slowing as her
propellers gripped the aerated water, her engines went astern before the
collision but due to her size and tonnage the propellers took some time to
grip the water. The Siren's Song shook herself like a dog emerging from the
water as she straightened up after losing all forward way. Mr. Wills threw a
lifebuoy over the side to assist the two crewmen who were thrown overboard,
and he ordered the shaken crew to launch the sea boat and rescue the lads.
Everyone was worried about sharks after the Damien and Tony episode, so the
boat was quickly in the water and frantically rowing to where the lads were
clinging to the red and white buoy. They hauled the bedraggled lads and buoy
over the gunnels and began to row back to the stationary ship, the tanker
was by now over 3 miles away and turning slowly about to return to the site
of the collision.

Captain Jack was down in the radio cabin talking to the captain of the
tanker, it turned out the huge vessel had been on automatic pilot, the
helmsman was sitting back in the captain's chair on the bridge half asleep
and hadn't seen the Siren's Song until too late. The ship's radar was on the
blink and was to be repaired in Sydney when the ship docked to unload her
cargo of crude oil. The technician's on board had attempted to repair the
set but it had fused completely and burnt out several major components, they
didn't have the spares needed to repair the unit. The ship should have had
extra lookouts posted to take care of the problem but the captain had
expected the helmsman and officer of the watch to be awake and on the ball.
The officer of the watch was aft on the stern of the ship checking the
vapour discharge from one of the huge oil tanks in the massive hull.

The tanker finally arrived back alongside the Siren's Song, and the captain
could see the damage done to the starboard side of the old ship, mangled
metal trailed down her side where the railings dangled into the sea and a
large rent was visible in the upper hull and the paint was worn away where
the tanker had grazed her side. It was very lucky that the tanker had only
grazed her side if it had t-boned her directly she would have been split
apart and she would have foundered immediately probably with great loss of
life the sailing ship was unable to turn away fast enough under the
conditions at the time when she realised that the tanker hadn't seen her and
was heading straight at her. When the tanker got closer the massive hull
stole the wind from her sails and she was powerless to avoid the contact. In
fact the movement of the tanker tended to draw the smaller ship into her
path, sucking the hull towards the murderous steel bows. The damage was
nasty but not incapacitating, the Siren's Song was able to continue on her
way after the ships exchanged insurance details. The tanker's skipper wished
the ship safe and speedy voyage to Brisbane where she would have to be
repaired.

The two vessels parted and the tanker began to belch foul black fumes as her
massive engines throbbed and the two huge propellers began to churn the
water to froth. She lumbered away slowly disappearing over the horizon as
the clipper ship continued towards Brisbane. The crew began to cut the
damaged railings free from the torn hull under the supervision of Mr. Flynn
the 3rd mate, the job was arduous and dangerous, as they had to work over
the side till the tangled mess fell free and sank into the sea. This removed
the drag and the ship eased up a little and picked up slightly more speed.
The lads working overboard were hauled back aboard by their safety lines and
helped back onto the deck. The tools were returned to their lockers and the
lads were sent below to change into dry clothes.

Jack radio phoned to the insurance company and reported the accident and
they said they would contact the authorities and set up an investigation
into the incident. They advised that their insurance assessor would meet the
ship in Brisbane to survey the damage and arrange for repairs to be carried
out as soon as possible. Jack told them that the ship was on a training
cruise and that they needed to be under way as soon as possible. The
insurance company said they would do all possible to facilitate the speedy
repairs and not delay the ship for too long.

Jack decided to go below and inspect the damage from inside the stern hold,
he collected Mr. Wills and the boatswain and the three men descended into
the ship and entered the aft hold. Daylight filled the usually dim area as
the sun shone through the huge gash ripped in the upper hull, the wrecked
torn metal plates were crumpled into a mass of twisted steel and the gash
looked like an open wound. Jack inspected the ship's ribs in the area and
found three to be badly bent out of shape from the impact. The old steel was
not able to resist the abuse of a tanker of over 80,000 tonnes and had given
way to the incredible force of the impact; the collision and the damaged
ribs had given the steel plates room to move, as they were no longer being
supported. The hull breaching was well above the water line but the bent
ribs were allowing the rivets to move slightly and the plates were beginning
to weep as the sea tried to gain entry.

Jack told the bosun to detail off a couple of the boys to keep an eye on the
area in case things developed and the impatient sea breached the hull. The
officers returned to the deck and Mr. Meade, the boatswain, called to Nick
and Mark to go below and keep watch on the suspect area, he said, " Lads you
have a very important duty to attend to, the hull has been breached and you
must watch the hull to ensure things don't get out of hand. If you see any
water flowing other than the current seepage I want you to warn one of the
officers or myself immediately."

Mark said, " Aye, Aye Mr. Meade, we will do what you order, thank you for
placing your trust in us."

The two lads hurried below and checked the damaged area to ascertain how
much seepage there was, they then settled back on a couple of bales and
began chatting, casually glancing back to the hull every few minutes.
Nothing occurred for some hours and their attention began to lapse as they
began to talk about sex, Nick was lying back with his tight shorts bulging
trying to hold his fast erecting penis as Mark lay on his side watching the
tenting increase as the blonde beauty got hornier and randier. Mark was
stroking his boner as he watched the boy reposition his tightly entrapped
pole, the slender honey brown hand sliding down inside the tight denim
shorts clutching the firm pole and lifting it up flat on his belly. The
pinkish knob squashed against the smooth muscular lower abdomen by the
waistband of the shorts pressing the glans onto the dimpled navel as the
shining engorged helmet oozed pre cum to fill the slight depression.

Mark's eyes were riveted to the unbelievably sexy sight and his tongue crept
out to lick his sensuous lips, Mark unzipped his shorts pulling them down
baring his genitals as he wasn't wearing any underwear, Nick's eyes seemed
to gleam in the light as he ogled the thick huge man meat exposed to his
view. He reached out a trembling hand and just touched the hot tool with his
fingertips gently caressing the monster as Mark sighed deeply and arched
towards him giving him easier access. Nick's middle finger gently touched
the oozing piss slit and picked up a fat droplet of clear juice sweeping it
to his sensuous lips, he tasted the fluid then swallowed it hungrily. Mark
wriggled as the finger tickled his sensitive helmet, he watched as Nick
transferred the droplet onto this pink tongue tip then lasciviously slipped
it slowly into his mouth. Nick smirked and hummed his pleasure at the taste
of Mark's slippery sweet juice, " Mmmm so sweet babe, I love your taste, it
is like the nectar of the god's."

Mark grinned at the beautiful lad and replied, " Well if you would like a
high protein drink come over here and fasten your face onto my hot tool. I
feel ready to give you a good load."

Nick slid from the bale and crawled across the timber deck licking his lips
as he approached the older stud, he reached the bale where Mark was
stretched out, his legs dangling down towards the deck. Nick took a foot in
each hand and began squeezing and stroking the older lad's bare feet, slowly
working his way up the hairy shins till he reached the bent knees, he bent
down and kissed the kneecaps as his hands slid up onto the hirsute thighs.
The thick black hairs tickling his smooth, still soft hands, as Nick stroked
the muscular thighs, Mark spread his legs wide exposing his black haired boy
fanny, the lips of his ass hole almost invisible in the thick hair. Nick
continued slowly stroking the soft flesh of Marks inner thighs, as he pushed
the legs further apart. He opened the groin area and the pendulous balls
hung down in their soft hairy sack hiding the anus as they brushed the
surface of the bale, Nick reached the apex between the thick thighs and
looked closely at the huge balls snuggled in front of his face.

His tongue exited his lips and touched the quivering sack causing Mark to
whimper and open his legs even wider, Nick opened his mouth wide and sucked
on a delectable tasty nut held in the soft thin flesh of the scrotum. Mark
groaned loudly as he raised his legs up resting his heels on the bale with
his legs spread as wide as he could, his legs at right angles to his pelvis.
Nick sucked the second nut into his mouth nearly choking as it filled him to
capacity, his tongue was teasing about the trapped flesh. Mark's head was
rolling from side to side in frenzy as his scrotum reacted to the sucking
mouth and laving tongue.

Nick pulled back as he sucked hard on the full balls causing a flame of pain
to shoot through Mark's body as the scrotum pulled out against the suction
and tight lips, the fat orbs sprang from his pink lips and slapped down onto
the bale causing Mark to draw a hissing breath of pain at the rough contact
as his swollen nuts impacted on the rough material. Nick kissed the nuts as
he lifted them up clearing the way to the dark perineum below the scrotum;
he tongued the soft pouch of flesh causing Mark to tremble in hope that the
blonde boy would tongue his brown eye. Mark laid back and raised his ass up
as Nick continued his investigation of the sweaty hairy ass crevice, his
tongue tasting the salty hairy flesh as he searched for the tasty lips
guarding Mark's inner sanctum.

Mark was groaning loudly as he felt the tongue move ever closer to his
treasure trove, then he felt the sensuous tingling as the wet tip of Nick's
tongue arrived at the door to his inner being. The tongue riffled across the
wrinkled skin of his sphincter causing the muscle to twitch and open a
little, Nick felt the tight entrance quiver and open slightly he poked the
tip of his tongue into the lips, the muscle reacted by opening even more and
Nick sent his wet appendage further inside the hot tunnel. Mark groaned and
pushed down allowing Nick to fill him completely with his tongue, the
flavour of Mark's ass caused Nick to salivate sending more lubricating
saliva into the open hole from his tongue. Mark was arched in ecstasy his
moans resounding around the almost empty hold as Nick began to insert two
fingers into his brown rimmed opening, the boy stretching the tight hole
further and further as he peered into the crimson wet depths of Mark's
rectum.

Nick spat a huge globule of saliva into the wide spread ass lips watching it
slide down into the depths, he lined his trembling penis up with the spread
lips and poked it inside Mark's body suddenly removing his thumbs allowing
the stretched muscle to snap closed onto the shaft of his rigid cock. Mark
moaned aloud and Nick winced as the tight rubbery ring closed sharply around
his cock, Nick began to thrust in till his pubes crushed against the full
nut sack then he moaned as he pulled back. The feeling of Mark's tight
bowels causing intense pleasure as he backed and filled thrusting faster and
deeper into the furnace of Mark's hot ass.

Mark began to pant as he pulled on his prick causing his anus to tighten as
he neared his climax this made Nick thrust harder and deeper as he tried to
reach Marks belly with his plunging cock. Then with a dual roar of lust
their bodies climaxed as one sending gouts of pearly semen from their
swollen helmets Mark spraying over both their torsos while Nick painted
Mark's insides heavily.   Their gonads emptied till only a slight drizzle of
thin liquid dribbled from their twitching pricks, Mark deflated onto the
bale as if he was a punctured balloon as Nick folded down onto his heaving
body.

Their intense joy with one another deadened their senses to anything around
them and they didn't hear the rattle of rivets letting go as the plates
strained from the ship's movement through the water. There was the sudden
clang as a plate collapsed and a gout of salt water spurted from the opening
hole, the water spurted into the hold like a fire hose drenching both lads
in their nakedness and after sex glow. Nick was thrown across the hold by
the force of the water as Mark was washed over the bale to land on his back
on the splintery soiled deck. Their clothing vanished as the water blasted
around the bale, Mark struggled across the hold to lift the unconscious Nick
in his arms as he tried to make his way towards the hatch. The force of the
incoming water knocked Mark off his feet, he dropped Nick as he fell into
the turbid flood. Mark frantically clutched Nick's ankle, as he was swept
away and struggled to manhandle the unconscious boy around so he could grasp
him securely. The filth of the hold washed around the lads as Mark crawled
along the deck clutching at any support with his free hand dragging Nick's
inert body behind him.

Mark was constantly being knocked down by the surging sea, his strength
ebbing as he tried to save both their lives. Nick's body seemed to be
increasing in weight the longer it took to struggle through the flood, Mark
found he had to stop more frequently to ease his aching arms and regain his
breath, the flood was increasing as the sea worked another plate free from
it's fastenings. Mark began to think they might never reach the hatchway and
if they did could he find the strength to open the clips and pull the hatch
open against the rising water. He again lost his grip on Nick's slippery
torso as the lad sloshed away in the current; Mark dived back to gather the
bedraggled lad into his arms again. They had lost many feet in the struggle
and he looked towards the hatch finding it further away once again, he cried
out in frustration, " Oh gees, can't you leave us alone, must you try to
drown us?"

Here we leave the ship as it struggles along towards Brisbane, water
invading the hull unknown to the crew above as Mark struggles to reach
safety with the unconscious Nick.

Please let me know if you are still enjoying this story or should the
Siren's Song founder off the north coast of New South Wales and sink into
oblivion? I need to know if it is worth continuing the tale, as your emails
seem to have dried up.