Date: Fri, 18 Feb 2011 07:53:50 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: SANDPIPER 41

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Chapter 41

Knowing the flight would be fairly long and pretty boring I told the boys
to bring one of their game systems along to amuse themselves. I also told
them we would be gone for about ten days, so pack accordingly. Singh and
Rami packed everything. Just before we left Singh gave me the big plaque he
had been working on. It had a small flag and sticker from every port we had
visited. It was really great and I thanked him profusely, promising to add
to it continually as we traveled.

The Challenger Jet supplied by Credit Swiss could easily hold 15 people, so
with just the nine of us plus the steward there was plenty of soft leather
seats and couches. It had a wide screen TV and the steward was happy to
help the boys set up their game system.

Han Dietrich was the man sent who had signing authority along with Milgard
Schoghan, their lawyer. Both were men in their late forties. Both were also
very friendly with all my crew and myself. They commented on Sandpiper and
how well my crew worked together.

The flight would be about 14 hours, with stops in Pretoria and Cape Town,
before flying the Atlantic to Miami and then British Virgin Islands. I
chartered a boat to take us to Pirate Cove Resort. I had not told John I
was coming.

We just talked of general things until we were well over the
Atlantic. That's when Hans brought up the financing of the Resort.

"So, I presume we will be resigning the loan agreement so that John will
still be half owner?"

"No, there will be no changes. The only additional loan agreement will be
for the marina and the first years operating expenses. All others
agreements will remain the same."

"But that will mean you will hold controlling interest in the resort."

"No, you do not understand what is going on here. John and I will remain
equal partners regardless of what the resort finally costs. You need to
understand a few things.

John has had two of his most cherished dreams smashed to smithereens. The
Pirates Cove Resort is his last dream and it will come to fruitation come
hell or high water. His first dream was his Computer Company. Big Blue sued
him for patent infringement. They lost the case, because Johns developments
were ahead of IBM's, but it cost him his company. He still gets royalties
from his patents, but they are a mere pittance to what he could have made
with his company. He also lost his wife over the debacle."

His second dream was his son getting a law degree. That was shot down by a
bunch of prissy assed jerks at Georgetown University. You might have heard
of the scandal that rocked Washington last year. That I did. Brett lost out
on a promising law degree and a promising future."

"Now he has Pirates cove Resort and by God, this one dream that will come
true. You two gentlemen are going lie through your teeth when you tell him
you are only there to negotiate the loans for the marina and the operating
expenses. As far as you know all other expenses are within the set
budget. If you don't I'll make sure your both out of a job with Credit
Swiss. Believe me I can do it too. They already boosted my line of credit
to almost a billion Euros."

"Mr. Somers, I know some of what you say to be true and how you spend your
money is entirely up to you. As to getting me fired, it might be more
difficult than you imagine. I don't really think I introduced myself
properly. I am Vice President of Customer Relations for Credit Swiss."

Now that was an eye opener.

"Mr. Somers."

"Hans, call me Ed. I hate last names, their too formal."

"Agreed Ed. Now the main reason I am here is to make sure you are happy
with Credit Swiss. I know Credit Swiss is more than happy with you and
Sandpiper Corporation. Ed, you have what is called the Midas touch. Not
that everything you touch turns to gold, but everything you invest in
thrives. More than thrives, all turn into very well run and very profitable
properties. The four resorts in Thailand stand to net in excess of 5
million US in just their second year. The three hotels in Fiji are running
at 70% almost year round. You just bought another resort in South Africa,
along with two condominiums. I expect in time they too will be well into
the black. There are places you have touched that have changed the lives
and livelihood of hundreds. That small orphanage in Sri Lanka is not so
small anymore and on the Island of Timatu, you are considered a
saint. Sandpiper and Ed Somers are very well known in most of the world. I
have been told, although I don't know if it is true that you can pick up a
phone and call for assistance from the Worlds Most powerful nation."

"So you see Mr. Somers, as far as Credit Swiss is concerned we will do
almost anything to keep you in our Family too. So you wish to spend 20 or
40 million dollars on a resort and still honor the original agreement then
we are totally onboard with you."

Damn, I wasn't expecting that from Hans.

"Thank you."

"Now I need some sleep if I am going to negotiate a new loan with your
latest adventure." Hans chuckled.

Very soon after that the boys dragged me into one of their games. They sure
made the time go by fast at least.

After landing in the British Virgin Islands we boarded the 40 foot Chris
Craft I had chartered for the 9 hour trip to Pirates Cove Resort. A trip
that would have taken Sandpiper about three hours.

The cove was pretty busy when we got there and we had to wait until a
freighter unloaded before we could dock. John and Brett were very surprised
to see us. After unloading our baggage, John put us up several of his
finished suites. I was very impressed. The décor was something right out of
the eighteen hundreds, with all the modern conveniences.

Before heading up to talk to John, I found Henry for quick chat.

"So I suppose I have you to blame for John finding out about the real
costs." I chuckled.

Actually Ed. I think he figured it out on his own. He's pretty smart when
it comes to estimating. I think the addition of the two wind turbines
really did it. They were not in the original plans."

"Well as far as you and I are concerned everything and I mean everything is
on budget."

"No problem Ed."

"So how are you and Brett making out?"  "Ed, I don't honestly know how I
ever did without him in the past. I love him so much it hurts just to see
him or watch him work."

"I'm very glad Henry. He's had such a bitch of a life until you came
along. I hope you two are together for ever."

One of Henry's men walked up.

"John is looking for you two. He wants to meet you both along with the
Credit guys in his office."

"Well I guess it's time to pay the piper." Henry said.

When we walked into John's office, Hans and the lawyer were already seated
drinking scotch. I shook John's hand and commented on how good he looked.

"Thanks Ed. You're looking great too. Now I really need to know how much
this renovation is costing me. I know it is a hell of lot more than what we
agreed too."

"I looked at Henry.

"John, I went over everything and as far as I can tell everything except
the wind turbines are in the budget. The original plan called for a marine
diesel using bunker `A', to supply power and underground tanks. We also
were going to use Natural Gas. Now both would have to be brought in. Now
with the two Turbines supplying all power, we don't have to blast the areas
needed for those two huge tanks. By changing to propane we also save
money. Overall the costs of putting in the turbines are high, but the
savings over several years will pay for both."

John looked right at me.

"Is what he says correct Ed? Or are you not telling me something else."
"John, I have to go with Henry. I haven't been here to see what is being
built or what has been decided on. If you want to know how much it has
cost, talk to Hans. He's the one holding the purse strings. I haven't even
looked at the cost or estimates since I was here last."

"Sir, as far as Credit Swiss is concerned, everything so far is within the
financial model set up when we signed off on the original loan. The reason
I am here is to negotiate the Marina and operating cost for the first
year. I was informed that the renovation is at about 70% complete."

John looked skeptical, but had to accept what my bankers said.

"The other reason I came John was that I think I have the perfect Manager
and Chef for your food and beverages."

"Really."

"Singh, Rami, come in here." The two boys walked into the office.

"Singh you already know. Rami is Singh's lover and partner, actually they
are married. Jake married them on board Sandpiper. Singh you already know
as an excellent chef. Rami with his organizational skills would be your
Manager. He can handle all hiring of staff and equipment."

"Wow! I know Singh very well and his most delightful abilities."

"You will have to negotiate what you are going pay them, with them."

"Henry, do you have any ballpark figure for the Marina?"

"One million two, US. We already have the equipment for the piles here. We
had to dredge the marina for the supply ships to get. I figure to extend
the stone wharf and then build the marina onto one side of the wharf. That
will leave onside for any supply boats that come in easy access to the
resort."  "Okay I figure to add about one million for the first year
operating budget. Any surplus can be used to pay down the debt." I said.

"Ed." Rami spoke up.

"Yes Rami."

"What about staff quarters. We can't expect our staff to commute to the
Virgin Islands everyday."

"John?"

"Damn I never thought about that. What do you figure, barrack style or
apartments?"

"Well Sir, I think both. We could have double bunk rooms and some
apartments for managers."

"Would we need co-ed units?"

"Sir, if I had my way we would hire all gay staff, but I am sure that will
not be possible. Gay's have a tendency to get along better than having both
males and females together. Less conflicts." Singh said.

"I'm not against that Singh. After all my Son and Henry are for all intents
and purposes married as well. I see how well they get along and I have seen
how well Sandpiper and her crew get along. If that is a prerequisite for
hiring, so be it. You two are by way the both hired at 50,000 a year to
start."

"Wow! Thank you Sir. We won't let you down."

"So add another couple hundred thousand for staff quarters, puts that at
about a million four. Can you handle one million four hundred thousand
added to your loans John?"  "So, instead of two million, I would be indebt
for 3.5 million?"

"That's it." I said.

"I guess I can handle that Ed."

"Good, Hans can you write that up that way. John you can have Brett check
over the loan contract before you sign."

"Good."

"Speaking of Brett, John. I could if he wants get him back into Georgetown
to finish his law degree."

"I'll ask him, but I think I already know his answer." John said.

The meeting broke up after that. I headed for my quarters. The suite John
had given me and my boys had two king sized beds in the bedroom and a small
sitting/dining area. It had an ensuite Hot tub and small balcony
overlooking the busy bay. Very nice indeed. When I checked I found out my
boys had headed for the other side of the Island away from the construction
to swim. I grabbed a cold pack of beer, slipped on my Speedos and shorts
and headed over to see them. There was now a well worn path across the
Island. At one point I came across a crew working on the base for one of
the wind turbines. The concrete had already been poured and they were
digging a trench to run lines down to the resort. What they were doing was
drilling short holes into the rock. After each hole was done, the foreman I
presumed loaded each hole with a charge of explosives. One thing I did
notice right off that all the men working were black and all from what I
could tell well endowed in their very short shorts. The foreman was also
black and had his shirt off showing a very muscular upper body.

At last they appeared to finish drilling and went back and put mattresses
over the holes. The foreman saw and came over and led me back.  "Were about
to blast Sir." His accent was pure Australian.

After sounding a horn, he hit a switch. There was aloud CRUMP and the
mattresses lifted a bit. The men moved back in and removed the
mattresses. A line about 60 meters long had been blasted into the rock.

"Right guys, we will knock off for the day. See you early tomorrow."

I looked at my watch. It was just past 2 PM. The Foreman saw me looking.

"We knock off in afternoon. Too hot to work. Start around 6 in the
morning."

"Your one of the new owners." He said.

"Yes, I'm Ed Somers. Was heading for the other side of the Island to see my
boys."

"Right saw them go by a little while ago. I'm heading there now too. Like
to swim and cool off after work."

I followed him as he led the way. Instead of heading south, he stepped off
onto a less used path. I followed his very firm ass as he walked. We came
out at a very small beach. Barely 20 meters long and maybe 10 from the
water to the rocks.

"My own private beach." He laughed.

He sat down and quickly removed his boots and socks. He then stood and
shucked off his shorts and underwear. He then walked into the
surf. Watching those tight brown buns got my juices flowing real
quickly. He simply washed himself and then sauntered out. Seeing that
fairly thick cock, with its long foreskin really turned me on. He walked to
flat rock and stretched out in the sun. I opened the cold pack I had
brought along.

"Want a cold beer?" I asked.

"Too right mate." He got up and walked over. He went to one knee about a
foot in front of me. I handed him a beer and he took a long pull from the
can.

I knew I wanted that cock, but was not sure of his reaction. Taking the
bull by the horns, I reached out and cupped his eggs sized balls in his
heavy sack.

"Damn, that feels good Mate."

Emboldened, I gripped his thick cock. I felt it start to get hard. He went
to both knees and then pulled my hand off his cock. He shuffled forward and
pushed the end of his cock against my lips. I just opened my mouth. Using
one hand he shoved it right into my throat. He slowly fucked my face until
his cock was hard as a rock. He pulled out and looked at me.

Sure of what he wanted I laid back on the sand. He undid my shorts and
pulled them and my Speedos off in one go. Again shuffling closer he lifted
my legs to his shoulders. I felt his cock running up and down my crack. All
of sudden he just hammered his cock into my hole. Damn did it hurt like
hell, without lube to sooth the way it just forced its way into me. I
yelped in pain.

"Sorry Mate." Was all he said?

He started to fuck me in long fast strokes. Driving his cock all the way
into me each time. It sure didn't take him long before I felt his hot sperm
blast into my colon. When he pulled out he was still rock hard, but his
cock was now covered in his cumm and my ass juices.

"On you knees mate, I'll take you doggy style this time."

Not waiting he flipped me onto my knees and pulled my ass up. This time he
fucked very fast and hard. The continuous slap, slap, slap of his balls on
my ass went on for almost 30 minutes before he just held it inside and
dumped his second load into me. I felt his cock go soft as he pulled
out. He sat back as I turned and looked at him. I did the same thing I had
done for anyone who fucked me, I leaned over and sucked his cumm and my ass
juices from his cock.

"Damn Mate, you really are great."

"So are you, so are you. Thank you."

We sat and talked and drank beer. I found out his name was Devon. He was
lead hand with Matrix. After a couple of beers he got to his knees again.

"Into piss too Ed?"

"Sure." I slipped his soft cock into my mouth. His piss was very acidic,
but I loved it just the same.

"Damn you make me think of home Ed. Long time since anyone has done
that. The boys here are all into fucking, but that's it."

"Now I'm not one to usually return favors but." With that said he leaned
over and slipped my cock into his mouth. I pushed him around until I could
take his cock into my mouth. We spent almost an hour sucking each other. I
got off twice and I finally tasted his semi sweet load in my mouth.

Very nice Ed, very nice indeed."

We polished off another beer and I drained him again before he dressed. We
walked back out to the path leading to big beach.

"Same time tomorrow." I asked.

"Love to Ed. See you tomorrow."

He headed back to camp as I headed for the beach and my boys.

Devon turned out to be my regular afternoon entertainment along with a
couple of the black workers. My boys made sure I was totally exhausted come
night time. I always slept real well.

I even spent one night with Brett and Henry. Brett was a total bottom, but
he would do anything you asked. Rim, suck, drink piss, and clean your cock
after you fucked him. He was a real fire brand in bed and almost completely
insatiable. I'm sure he kept Henry very happy, but was not sure how Henry
kept up with him. Henry told me later he allowed Brett to take out some of
energy with the work crew. He told me always came back to his bed and
always asked him first. I was at first worried about possible HIV
contraction, but he told me MATRIX was very careful that way. All employees
had to have blood test before they were even hired and any STD's meant not
getting work on the Island.

The ten days went by too fast as far as I was concerned. Henry and Brett
took the two Credit Swiss guys deep sea fishing. I was shocked at the size
of the swordfish they caught and released. Both men were very happy when it
came time to leave. The boys were very sad to leave. I knew they had
enjoyed a lot more than just me in the short ten days. The contract and
loan all signed sealed and sent off to Credit Swiss and after a long
farewell John took us back to the Airport in his yacht.

The boys, worn out by ten days of fun, slept most of way back to
Sandpiper. I finally went over the expense reports for the Resort. I could
see easily where most of the money went. Just feeding the construction crew
cost in excess of a million dollars. I finally set them aside and thought
about my afternoons with Devon. I had really enjoyed his company and the
one day when we had two of the workers with us too. Even though he was very
domineering, I still loved his cock and the others that were inside both my
ass and mouth. Damn near gave me a wet dream.

I had talked to Jake by satellite phone and he told me Sandpiper was tied
up in one of the numerous small marinas on the island. Just outside
Moroni. He said he would pick me and the boys up from the airport. Only
customs was a little curious about the Private Jet. After clearing customs
we squeezed everyone and our baggage into my Jeep.

Ngazidja, or as the French called it Grand Comore Island was a really nice
place. I was surprised there were not more big hotels or resorts. It looked
like an ideal place for tourist resorts. Fairly stable government,
beautiful country side, and after shopping in Moroni, very reasonable
prices. All of my crew enjoyed both the city and people they met.

After bringing Jake and the crew up to date on the Pirates Cove Resort we
sat down to figure our next stop. The only part of our journey up the east
coast of Africa, we had to really worry about was Somalia and its
pirates. We figured Tanzania next and then Kenya. My boys wanted to see
some wild African animals. I figured maybe we could book a couple of
safaris. That way all the crew could go, half at a time. I figured we might
be able to do the Safaris in Tanzania. I told Jake to take us to Dar es
Salaam, the old Capital of Tanzania.

We had been very lucky, as far as the weather was concerned and it still
held for our trip across to Tanzania. The ocean although still with long
slow rollers was an easy passage.

Arriving off Zanzibar Gate in the harbor at Dar es Salaam, customs came on
board. After a brief inspection, stamped all our passports and welcomed us
to Tanzania. Jake negotiated with one of the dock users to tie Sandpiper
up. There we were able to unload my Jeep.

Using Sandpiper as our accommodations we were able to give all the crew
time in town. To me and I think my crew Dar es Salaam was a very nice place
to visit. A much laid back city, there litterly hundreds of things to do,
from swimming, museums, shopping or just walking and enjoying the
atmosphere. People generally were very friendly and although the language
problems cropped up, for the most part English and US dollars seemed to
smooth the ways. My boys just loved the whole experience. Although I am
really not sure, I am sure they enjoyed other delights too. All knew my
rules and I know our condom levels went down considerably the month we were
tied up in Dar es Salaam.

I also booked a double safari for the crew. Both destinations were the
same. The Selous Impala Camp. With four separate groups on each safari, I
booked four units. Each unit was a large tent set on stilts. There was wide
spacing between the tents. Here the boys could choose either boat trips or
vehicle trips into the bush. When they returned excellent meals were
available in the open air restaurant as well large pools to cool off in or
even go fishing. I rented a ten passenger van with driver to get us to the
camp. The first trip consisted of my four lovers and Sal and Mamoo, with
Simon and Aaron. Brent came along as well and I think was sleeping with
Simon and Aaron.

Brent was another of the odd men out in my crew. Not that he wasn't happy
or shunned by any of the others. Normally he was with Andy and Juan in
their stateroom. On board he was one of the general duty guys. Keeping
Sandpiper looking clean and sharp. He was always smiling, his pure white
teeth on display. Being black, he didn't tan, but always dressed as most of
the crew did, that is when the crew wore shorts, he did as well or went
nude, and he automatically fitted in. In Bed he was versatile, enjoying
both getting a cock in his ass or vice versa. He very seldom talked much,
preferring to just listen. He never asked for anything, which sometimes I
thought would make him a loner with the crew. They all loved his manner and
he was always invited to some ones bed at night. Even mine on occasion. I
liked him and so did my boys. My boys were the only ones that could get him
to talk, as long as they were alone. What bothered me most about Brent was
that he acted sometimes as more of a slave to the needs of others. I had
tried unsuccessfully to tell him that he was just as important to me as the
rest of my crew, but it never seemed to sink in.

When we left for our safari, I made sure everyone had a camera. I stopped
and bought Brent one. He almost refused it. Jer talked him into accepting
it and he got pretty teary eyed. Jer also showed him how to work it. He was
very quick at catching on and from then on was like a kid in a candy store
with that small digital camera.

After checking in and explaining what we mostly wanted to do, my boys
wanted to see wild animals, I really didn't care as long as the boys were
happy, we were inside our huge tent.

"Ed, you made a real friend in Brent. I don't think anyone had ever given
him a gift before."

"Well I wish he would accept that he is just as good as or even better than
the rest of my crew."

"You know he never buys anything when you give him money from his wages. I
think he is sending it all home to his family." Jer said.

"Well, I think you boys should take him shopping sometime and buy
everything he needs. I'll pay."

"We tried already, but he doesn't want anything."

Brent was one of the boys that had joined our crew from Morocco. He had
been genuinely happy when I accepted him as one of my crew. It was news to
me that he was sending all his wages home. I wondered if he would let me
help him and his family out.

I grabbed a very cold beer and sat down in one of the comfortable wicker
chairs. No sooner was I seated than I had four boys all around me. Just
looking at them I knew what they wanted.

"Before you guys start anything, you might want to close the flaps for the
walls, otherwise the whole camp will see."

Our tent was open on all sides to keep it cool.

All four headed for one wall to close it off. I resigned myself to a night
of love making with all four. After closing the flaps they were very quick
to undress. Seeing those four very beautiful boys standing around made my
heart sing. I stood up and Siam undid my shorts and let them drop. He bent
down and slipped my boxer briefs off and sucked my cock right to the root
into his mouth. I was instantly hard. Two of them then led me to one of the
king sized beds. I knew what was coming next as I would be tag teamed by
two of them. I'm sure they had planned it all in advance. Siam and Gary
started. Siam went after my cock while Gary pushed my legs up and started
to rim. Gary soon entered me and Siam sat down on my cock. When I turned my
head I saw Jer and Bobby going at each other on the other bed. Jer was
pounding Bobby's ass.

Very quickly my load filled Siam's tight butt and soon after Gary let go
inside me. They quickly switched positions. Siam started to rim while Gary
worried my cock until was again hard as a rock. He then sat down on my cock
as Siam entered me. These boys were always very good.  What really got me
going was when Jer came over and entered Siam, doggy style. Bobby sat on my
chest and leaned over so he could suck Gary, which put his very cute ass
right in my face. My hands free, I spread his cheeks and pulled him down to
rim. I tasted Jer, god what a rush. That brought me quickly to my second
ejaculation of the night. I went soft real quickly. Totally wasted I
watched as Bobby entered his brother, while Gary entered him. I wish I had
the stamina of these boys. Jer not wanting to be left out sat on my chest
and fed his cock into my mouth.

After sliding his cock all way into my mouth he swung around and dropped
onto my soft cock and balls, licking and sucking. I honestly didn't think I
could get up again, but Jer sure knew how to do it. Very quickly I was
straining in his mouth again. I wasn't really sure what they were up
to. They kept switching around. Finally after I'm sure an hour I deposited
my load into Jer's throat. He just moved off me to wait.

After getting off three times, I knew a fourth time was out of the
question. Siam finally just came over and presented his cute ass to me. I
didn't need an invitation to pull it right down. I'm sure I tasted all of
my boys. After Siam, came Gary, Bobby and finally Jer, who slipped his cock
into my mouth and blew his pent up load. No both full and sated I just laid
back. Very quickly I had four boys spooned against me and each other. Sleep
was easy.

Very surprising to me, I woke very refreshed. Maybe it was the air
here. Gary brought me a coffee along with a morning kiss. After my coffee
and a long cool shower, I had my second coffee as we waited for the late
morning start to our drive into the Game Reserve.

I called Jer over.

"Jer, you have been talking to Brent. What can you tell me about his
family?"

"Well, his Mother, with a younger sister and two younger brothers live in a
small village outside Kampala. They are very poor. Brent is the oldest and
went to Morocco to work in the orange orchards so he could send money
home. His sister has a baby now. She was raped by soldiers after he
left. He hoped to eventually get them away to some place safer, but isn't
sure anymore if he can. The government takes part of everything he sends
them so all they have left is money for food. I wish we could help him
Ed. He gets so sad when he talks about home."

"Love, he is part of my crew and I will do everything I can to help
him. I'm not exactly sure what I can do, but I promise I will help him and
his family."

The ten days at the camp went pretty fast. All the boys and myself got good
pictures of Elephants, Giraffes, Gazelle and even hyenas. On the river trip
they got close up to some of the huge fresh water crocodiles. That I think
scared them the most. One night a couple of elephants meandered through the
camp, much to the delight of the boys. Too soon we headed back to
Sandpiper. Jake took the balance of the crew up with him, while I minded
the boat.

I paid a visit to the US Consulate in Dar es Salaam. I asked about travel
to Uganda. They told me there no restrictions on travel by bus or plane,
but suggested that travel by car or Vehicle could have problems. Asking
what kind of problems, they told me some tourists had been hijacked and had
all there belongings including the vehicle stolen. Tourists were for the
most part welcome in Uganda. Tourist dollars were always welcome. He also
told me bribery was pretty much the norm through out Uganda.

So I could travel there but by what means I would have to decide. If I
could get to Brent's town and if his family could or would come back with
me, what then?

I saw Brent with two of my boys on the bow. I went down to ask him a couple
of questions.

"Brent, Jer told me you had once planned to get your family out of
Uganda. Where were planning on going?"

"Well I had hoped to try and get refugee status in England or Canada."

England, now that was a thought. I wondered if my lawyer in England would
be interested in sponsoring four and an infant from Uganda.

"What does your mother and sister do, if anything?"

"My Mom cooks for the Army. That why my sister got raped. They saw her with
my Mom and pulled her out one day. My brothers were going to school but I
think work in the cane fields when they can."

"Brent, don't get your hopes up yet, but I am going to do everything I can
to get them out."

When I said that he burst out crying. I pulled him to my chest and held him
as he cried.

After he got himself back under control he asked me how.

"I'm not sure yet Brent, but I'm working on it. I'll let you know what I
can do as soon as I can. Sandpiper will not leave here until I know
absolutely for sure I can't do anything."

"Thank you Ed. I don't what I can do to repay you."

"Brent, you need not do anything. I would do the same for any of my crew. I
love you and all of them."

I went back up to my office and checked the time in London. Just after 2
pm. Harry should still be in his office. I called him direct. After getting
his secretary I was connected to him.

"Yes Mr. Somers. What can I do for you and Sandpiper?"

"Well this might be more than even you can handle, but I have a few
questions."

"Go ahead Ed. All I can say is no."

"First off do you have any connections in the foreign office?"  "A few,
what's on your mind?"

One of my crew has family in Uganda. He wants to get them out and if
possible into England. I am prepared to fly them anywhere he wants, but I
have no idea how hard it would be to get them into England and once there,
how to set it up for them to live."

"Where are you now Ed?"

"Dar es Salaam, Tanzania."

"Okay, I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

Harry, I'm not leaving here until I get this resolved one way or the
other. I will get them out of Uganda, come hell or high water."

"You really do get your dander up for your crew."

"Yes I do. They are all very important to me."

"Okay Ed. I'll get back to you soonest."

I hung up and sat back thinking.

After thinking a bit, I decided not to wait to see what Harry could do. If
worse came to worse I'd call on the US State Department for help. I hit my
inter ship intercom and asked Brent to come to my office.

"Brent, what kind of bribes would I need if I wanted to get to Kampala by
road?"

Mostly for the soldiers. Maybe five dollars each. US Money they really
like."

"How about the border?"  "Easy, 20.00 dollars each passenger."

"Good, I want you to pack a bag for four day trip. Keep it light. We are
going to pick up your family and bring them here."

Brent went almost crazy as he cried. He hugged me and kept thanking me.

"Brent you can thank me later. Now go pack and send Mamoo up to see me."

When Mamoo came up I put him in charge of Sandpiper.

"I also want you to book a penthouse suite in the Hilton. Make sure it has
at least three bedrooms. I'll need it in about three days. There will be
five guests."

"Can you tell me what you are doing Ed?"

"It's quite simple Mamoo. I'm going to drive to Kampala, Uganda, pick up
Brent's family and bring them back. I'll bribe my way there and back."

"Damn another story about you and Sandpiper. Okay Ed I'll do as you
want. Just don't show a wad of cash to any that you have to bribe. They
might just rob you instead."

"I'll be careful that way."

"When are you leaving?"

"As soon as I say good bye to my boys. If my lawyer from England calls,
tell him I'll get back to him as soon as I can. I'll be taking a satellite
phone with me in case of emergency."

After a very short good bye to my boys and admonishing them to be good or
careful, Brent and I left. I made sure he had his Moroccan passport and I
had my American one. I took several hundred dollars in cash with me. Mostly
fives and tens. The highway to the border was very good pavement. I knew
once we crossed the border the roads were shit. Some times, I was told only
a double track through the bush.

We stopped at almost sundown in the last town before the border. Brent
pointed out a motel. Motel, what a laugh. The room which cost me two
dollars was just a bed in the room. No bathroom or shower. Not even
chairs. Brent pointed out an eating place and we went and ate, what he
ordered. I thought it was very good, but Brent told me it was really bad
food. We grabbed six beers in a cloth sack and went back to the
room. Before Brent would even allow me to sit he took all the sheets off
the bed and shook them outside. He did the same with the mattress.

"Now no bugs to bite us." He said.

We sat on the bed and drank the beer. Later I fucked him and then sucked
him off before we went to sleep. Your turn tomorrow, I said to him before
drifting off to sleep.

The next morning after very bad coffee, I refueled the Jeep and filled both
jerry cans. Jesus, 10.20 a US Gallon. $120.00 poorer we headed for the
border. No checks on the Tanzania side, but 40 bucks on the Uganda side got
our passports stamped.

No sooner were we inside Uganda when we were waved over by an Army check
point. They looked over our jeep and asked for our passports. I slipped a
five dollar bill in each and handed them over. Very soon we were back on
the road. Whoever said the roads in Uganda were bad had a penchant for
understatement. It took us ten hours to drive the 200 km to the town
outside Kampala where Brent's family lived. Pot holes, bridges out, rutted
roadway, even by passing areas marked as mined. A real mind boggling trip.
The reunion between Brent and his family was something else, especially
when they said they didn't want to leave. Fuck now what was I going to do?"

Well, his mother was very grateful for my offer, but really did not want to
leave her home. Through Brent she asked me to take both her young sons and
daughter. She said she was born here and she would die here.

Not being able to convince her, she made me feel at home. I slept on a pad
between her two young sons. Both, I was surprised made passes at me, but I
just turned away from them.

In the morning I gave Brent a hundred dollars and told him to go to the
money changer and get me Ugandan Money. I gave it all to her after loading
up her daughter, grand daughter and two sons. I told her I would make sure
she got more in future. She kissed me and told me in broken English to keep
her family safe and she would be happy. After a very tear filled farewell
we got back on the road to Tanzania.

Three military check points and one border crossing, almost 200 dollars we
were back in Tanzania. Another night in three rooms at that infamous motel
and the drive Dar es Salaam. What a trip. The suite almost made the young
daughter faint. I could see why the soldiers had wanted her. If I had been
interested in women she might have been perfect. Very firm breasts hardly
covered by the thin shirt she wore. A very slim waist and a very prominent
bubble butt. Thinking about that butt reminded me of Brent and the two
boys.

I left Brent with them. I told him I would be back in the morning to take
them shopping. "No excuses Brent."

"Yes Ed. I understand. I will never be able to thank you for what you have
done."

"Brent, you are very important to me and Sandpiper. As I have said time and
time again. I will always help my crew. To me that is more important than
anything else. Keeping you and them happy."

Back on Sandpiper, Mamoo told me my lawyer had not called. So I called him.

"What's happening Harry?"

"Sorry Ed. Being very busy. Can you give me their names?"

"Yes. The oldest daughter is Serene and her daughter is Malwy, after her
mother. The two boys are Luke and John, from the bible. The Mother will not
be coming."

"Ed, there is no problem as far as I and my wife are concerned. We are
prepared to sponsor all of them. The British Foreign office requires they
have blood tests before they will issue Refugee Visa's. Can you arrange
that?"

"Well considering I have already picked them up it should be no problem."

"You mean you didn't wait?"

"Harry, if you couldn't come through for me I would have gone to the US
State Department for help."

"Maybe what they say about you is right Ed. You really are a saint."

"Harry, I just want all my crew happy all the time. Thanks Harry, kiss your
wife for me. Tell her she is the real Saint in my mind."

"Careful Ed. She might hold out for that real kiss from you." He chuckled.

Harry, I'll arrange for the blood tests. What then?"  "Well if they are all
negative HIV, you can take them to the British Embassy. They will issue
temporary passports and visas. That will get them here. When they arrive,
I'll be there to smooth their entry. All you need to do is give me the
flight schedule."

"Send me a bill Harry."

"Not on your life Ed. You just made my wife very, very happy."

"Just to let you know, Singh and Rami were married by my Captain and are
now working on opening the restaurant and bar facilities at the Pirates
Cove Resort. Both are making 50 grand a year."

"Thanks Ed. I know you must have had something to do with that. My wife
will be very happy Rami has found both his love and his dream."

"Well Harry when the resort is ready, I'll fly both you and your wife
there. Maybe a second honeymoon."

"Not a chance Ed. My wife will not fly anywhere."

Okay Harry, I'll let you know the flight schedule."

We both hung up.

Mamoo walked in and dropped a copy of Time Magazine on my desk in front of
me. My mug stared out at me. The title across the page was.

Who is this man?

"You hit time magazine cover Ed."

"No thanks to you Mamoo."

"Ed, I just submit the stories, I don't tell time what to do with them."
"Well at least they picked the best picture of me."

"Ed, Time has offered me an exclusive contract to tell all of you and
Sandpipers history. They have offered 150 grand, if I will sign an
exclusive contract."

"Mamoo, I won't stand in your way. Go for it. I already told you that you
have exclusive rights to Sandpiper and her story."

"Ed, I will be taking Sal with me when I go."

"Sorry Mamoo, but unless you have Jake tie the knot that binds both of you
together I forbid it." "What if Sal disagrees with you."

He won't. He's one of my sons and a very smart young man."

Mamoo bristled when I said that.

Sit down Mamoo and listen very carefully."

"You dropped this on my desk in triumph. Sorry Mamoo, I read the story
already. This story you didn't allow me or my crew to read before you
submitted it. You knew we would have rejected it. You're a hack Mamoo and
not a very good one at that. Big deal Time will pay you 150 grand for our
story. Guess what, I could find any number of mags that would pay more. You
think of me, just by this story as nothing more than a rich playboy sailing
the seven seas with an all gay crew. Your not looking or writing about
Sandpiper, your writing about it's crew, gay crew. If you had done your
homework, you would have found my mug shot on six other Time Magazines. I
am sure it is not Time that is offering you the money. Time is owned by
Warner and Warner is owned by Sony. I think it is probably one of the rags
magazines."

Pack your bags Mamoo. Your no longer welcome on Sandpiper."

"Sal will be coming with me. He told me he loved me."

"Really lets find out."

I hit the intercom and ordered Sal to my office.

Sal came into my office.

"Yes Father."

"Go ahead Mamoo, make your pitch, but make sure you tell him everything. If
you don't, I will."

"Father, he doesn't have to. I already read the article in Time. I'm sorry
Father, I really thought he was the one."

He turned to Mamoo.

"You thought that through me you could get all the dirty laundry. There is
no dirty laundry on Sandpiper. That is my Father that you decided to demean
in your article. Mamoo I hate you for what you have done."

"You want to leave with him Son?"

"Never. I wish he was dead."

"Well Mamoo. You have your answer. I suggest you pack, quickly. If Jake
gets back before your off Sandpiper, you might end up feeding the bottom
feeders in the bay."

Mamoo just got up and left. We watched him walk down the wharf.

Sal was in my arms crying instantly.  "I'm sorry Father. I really thought
he was one I wanted forever."

"Sal it is as much my fault as yours. I read him totally wrong. All he saw
was dollar signs in his eyes and used you to get to me. We all loved his
first article, but I think that was just bait on his hook. If I had not
seen the magazine in the hotel, I might never have caught on until it was
too late to stop him."

"I hope your not mad, but Gary formatted his lap top when he found out."

I burst out laughing. Not only was he gone, but all the data he had
collected on Sandpiper was gone too. Now if he wrote up anything, he would
have no pictures or interviews to collaborate his story. No one would buy
it without real evidence it was true. Most would know that I would sue for
everything if an article came out that even remotely slandered me, my crew
or Sandpiper. Too many magazines had been sued by very rich men after
alleged articles had been printed about them. I was considered one of the
very rich.

One thing I had missed was Sal's big cock. That night I made up for it,
with just him and Siam in my bed. The other boys found other willing
members of my crew to sleep with.

The next day after outfitting all of Brent's family and him in new clothes,
I took them to the International Clinic for blood tests. I was told ten
days for the results. I delegated some of my boys to escort the family as
they visited Dar es Salaam.

I finally took Brent aside one day.

"Brent, when the rest of your family go to England, what do you want to do?
Go with them or stay with Sandpiper?"

"If you will have me Ed. I would like to stay on Sandpiper. I guess this
has become a real home for me."  "Brent, I am very happy you want to
stay. You will always be welcome here Son."

"Now, did any of your mothers cooking rub off on you?"

"Oh yes Ed. I can cook everything my mother does."

"Good, because with Singh and Rami gone, Andy is now short handed in the
galley. Would you like to help out there from now on? Maybe you can bring
some good African cuisine to the table."

"That would be great Ed. Thank you."

"Brent, after we are back at sea, I would also love to have you in my bed."

"Oh Wow! I'd love that to Ed."

TBC

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