Date: Fri, 20 Aug 2004 12:45:09 +0100 (BST)
From: tomas weston <tomasuk2002@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: sandy and bud ricks 5

THE ADVENTURES OF SANDY AND BUD RICKS.

CHAPTER 5- SEARCHING AND DEPARTURES.


The launch made good progress due to the combination of a high tide and
Sandy's skill in navigation. Coly lay back, sunning himself whilst
regularly readjusting his whities --the blonde thought this rearrangement
an attempt to seek attention- for although the bulge was inviting, being at
different times both variable in size and in shape, Sandy knew that this
was neither the time- as they really did need to hurry to Normanton
Harbour- nor the place, as the near naked Coly would soon discover.

Sandy knew that it would normally take about forty minutes to reach the M&C
if they followed the harbour channel but with the tide high he could cut
that to thirty by taking the Creek Run. By choosing this route, the
blonde's choice of normal clothing began to pay dividend as the squadron of
mosquitoes and midges began to lunch on cadet flesh. It took only a few
severe bites for Coly to find a uniform preferable to being bare and
blooded- and although there were several stumbles and one fall into the
boat as he dressed, the crestfallen teen was not able to see the slight
smile on Sandy's face as eventually the cadet sat in the launch.

However, Coly did find time to scratch through the uniform, concentrating
on areas which clearly had never been bitten having been protected by white
cotton. Sandy, somewhat sympathetic to the Cadet's hormonal needs, felt
Coly's hidden attractions warranted attention- unfortunately, not at the
present, but later when time was not at a premium and location was more
discrete.

This section of The Gulf Coast, between the station and the harbour, had,
in the past been of great significance but, eventually, natural salt marsh
advancement had caused its demise- so that, of the three original jetties
only Second Stand remained- but now this derelict structure could only be
reached at high tide; and, further, as they raced past, Sandy saw the
wooden timbers rotting, the trackway overgrown and the old weigh house
reduced to a shell. Then, ten minutes later, Sandy steered the launch back
into the main channel and arrival at Normanton Harbour followed.

There was significant activity, both on the large gunboat, presently moored
at The Mill Quay, and onshore- with the local stores unlikely to waste any
opportunity to sell their wares- whilst the grey metal boat was awash with
active green and dark clothed personnel. Then, as Sandy moored his launch
at The Sailor's Quay, waiting, at the top of the landing stage, for Coly
and himself, were two marines.

Sergeant Griffiths led Sandy and Coly between the quays and then onto the
gunboat's walkway. The second marine, who Sandy guessed was a corporal,
based on his insignia, attached himself to the blonde by enquiring about
the maps. During this short journey, the corporal became as attentive to
the blonde as Sandy had become to the sergeant's cammo clad rear. Then, as
the party reached the gunboat's deck, a bout of humour ensued- as a group
of young marines call of hello sailor was generally ignored although Sandy
felt a rise in the temperature of his cheeks.

Once inside the vessel, they were led to the briefing room in which around
a centrally located map strewn table many men were gathered. Next, Sandy
handed over the local map which when unfolded completed the overview of the
immediate area. Sandy moved to sit on an empty desk at the back of the room
whilst Coly joined a group of cadets near the main door. The blonde was
interested in the briefing and as it began, the corporal moved to sit with
him on the desk ensuring that body contact was made. In a lull during the
introductory comments, the marine introduced himself as Corporal
Chipperfield- known to his close friends as Chip- then Sandy`s name was
greeted again in relation to the teen being blonde.

Sandy listened intently. The M&C had lost contact with the Green Smugglers'
vessel in The Gulf but military intelligence had suggested that it was now
holed up in this area. Intelligence also had made available two other
facts- firstly, that the city dealers had hidden money in a creek on this
stretch of coast and, secondly, a motor launch had left Morton Beach Marina
that morning to rendezvous with the smugglers. The inference being that
this transaction was money out- drugs in. Consequently, the M&C would split
four ways, with mini-groups trawling the creeks, but all personnel would
meet no later than 08.00 at the Five Hundred Yard Buoy tomorrow- where
Ranger Nash's launch was already anchored in order to monitor The Outer
Sound.

Sandy had been concentrating on the briefing but during a break in the
discussion he realised that his bare back was being massaged. Whilst
pretending to be still engrossed in procedures, he realised that the
corporal had move back to rest against the wall from where he had lifted
Sandy's t-shirt- and then the marine had started to gently rub his hand
over the blonde's smooth skin. Somewhat embarrassed by this action's
consequence, even in the half light at the back of the room, he- and
probably Chip- could witness the full erection straining under his denim
cut-offs. Then, Sandy needing to give his full attention once more to the
briefing made no effort to prevent the corporal insert his fingers beneath
the waistband of his whities.

The four area leaders were given their orders and as Ranger Ricks' son had
now provided the final map a full search could begin. Each area leader
outlined his plan with the fourth marine adding that his latest information
suggested that the smugglers had turned to using a local coaster. At this
juncture, Sandy automatically interrupted stating that he had seen a large
coaster yesterday. Attention turned to the blonde; the corporal quickly
returned to an upright position being inwardly annoyed as he had been
delving deep beneath Sandy's whities, as the teen explained the route the
vessel had been taking. However, in this short recollection, he replaced
the sexual encounter with Brad with their visit to view dolphins. When
complete he felt eyes linger on him but then realised that they were
essentially aimed at the corporal.

He was thanked for this information; then the marine added that with the
coaster's sighting tomorrow's rendezvous point would assume greater
significance. Next, the four corporals were called forward to receive
instructions and Sandy found himself alone on the desk. Finally, in
summarising the briefing, the rendezvous point and timing were restated
with clear instructions that all marines were to be in full cammo uniform
for this operation. Then the groups were dismissed.

Coly came over to wish Sandy well- adding that they would definitely meet
soon and one day he would arrive with a group of likeminded cadets but for
the present he had been attached to the gunboat. His final remark, said
with some humour, was that Sandy should be made aware of Corporal
Chipperfield's reputation but if he had more to say it was prevented by
Sergeant Griffith's arrival.

Sandy was thanked for his contribution and for now he was asked to work
with Corporal Chipperfield and his diver in searching the area between the
harbour and his home station. The blonde replied that he was very willing
to help in this search. The sergeant then added that he would help him
carry the necessary equipment to his boat.

The launch would easily accommodate three adults even after the stores,
wetsuits and oxygen cylinders had been loaded and, eventually, Corporal
Chipperfield arrived with his diver who was carrying additional
baggage. The newcomers stood to attention, saluted and then, were briefed
out of Sandy's earshot, by Sergeant Griffiths- after his departure, they
relaxed, climbed aboard and the diver positioned his extra gear. Chip
introduced Mason who grinned and as the corporal settled near the rear of
the launch, the diver asked to be called Mace when out of the corporal's
earshot.

The gunboat's engines stirred and once it left the quayside, and its wash
was reduced, Sandy slipped their mooring and guided the launch into the
Harbour Channel.


Bud sat at the station controls pretending to be The Guardian of The Gulf
and solely responsible for the capture of the Green Smugglers. He was
mindful though of not touching any of the equipment as he masterminded the
plan to save The Blonde Boatmaster from the clutches of the evil Doctor
Green. Then, the telephone rang and Bud the Boywonder answered although he
only used his first name.

Brad had become lost on his journey to find Dan and he was now near
Normanton Harbour. Bud explained about the recent events and Brad decided
to go to the harbour and see for himself the events unfolding -- and at the
harbour he would ask for directions to Dan's home.

Bud gave him the exact address once more along with the telephone number
and the idea that if he used the number he should say it was Sandy who was
calling Dan so as not to lose the element of surprise.

Then the Boywonder channelled his thoughts into the fantasy of saving his
brother, who was now fortuitously near naked, from the clutches of the
angry smugglers- only to have his vivid imagination shattered by the
arrival of a car.

Bud dropped from the chair to allow the relief to return to duty- his wife
had driven, and she was staying -- and the offer of a pot of coffee met
with their immediate approval --notably from the fussy woman who advised
her husband that he needed matchsticks for his eyelids. Leaving the pair to
banter, Bud walked to the kitchen to prepare the drink. As he prepared the
tray- he had added his least favourite biscuits and cakes- he heard the
screech of bicycle tyres on gravel and to Bud's surprise an out of breath
Dan stumbled into the kitchen. Bud explained that he would be back in a
minute but any response from the teen would have been muted as, already, he
was stuffing a large slice of cream cake into his mouth.

Between leaving and returning, Bud had decided to keep Brad and Dan's
impending reunion as a secret although he had been very tempted to use the
ginger-headed teen's new nickname. However with Dan still eating, Bud
started to explain what had happened but in order to preserve his cake and
biscuit supply and to move away from the station, the boy suggested they
sit on the jetty. Dan sat with two slices of cake and Bud with two cold
drinks- once swapped, Bud found himself happily nestled against the teen's
side ready to explain recent events in full.

Bud explained that the Green Smugglers had been operating for a number of
years but that activity until recently had been low-key and infrequent-
essentially they brought in stuff --traded at low prices and left but that
his father had said that guns, drugs and other contraband had been smuggled
recently so a real effort was being made to catch them. However, the
smuggling activity was now slicker as they had become better organised- and
it was likely some mobster in the city that was now making the profit-
although Dan realised that frequently Bud's comments were fuelled by
television and the movies. The reason they were called Green was due to
them always wearing army uniform but then, once again, Bud got carried away
with fantasising about their actions until Dan, now full from eating,
suggested they go and search for the Green Smugglers and beat the marines
to their men.

The boy responded immediately to their high adventure but Dan only intended
to circle the Outer Sound before returning to wait for Sandy. Bud then
suggested to Dan that he should wear his brother's old clothes instead of
spoiling his, so as the teen walked to the house, Bud moved to the
boathouse to release his powered rowboat. Dan had dressed very similarly to
his brother- this proved no surprise to Bud although the cut-offs had had
to be hauled in by a black leather belt- which meant that Bud had no idea
what the teen had chosen to wear under them.

They loaded the rowboat with booty, which was mainly food and water, and
after relaying a message to the relief about visiting the dolphins in The
Inner Sound, Bud and Dan climbed aboard. The boy powered the engine and
headed for open water- with his dolphin in tow.