Date: Mon, 20 May 2002 13:11:47 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Woody

WOODY
By
Lee Mariner

May 2002

DISCLAIMER: This is a true story and it will
depict homosexual acts between two young men.
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The names of the characters have been changed
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true.

UNPROTECTED SEX IS INVOLVED BUT THE TIME PERIOD
WAS CONSIDERABLY BEFORE THE OUTBREAK OF "HIV-
AIDS". THE AUTHOR DEPLORES ENGAGING IN
UNPROTECTED SEX AS IT CAN LEAD TO LIFE
THREATENING CONSEQUENCES AND SHOULD BE AVOIDED.

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* * * * * * * * * *

My name is Steve Lewis.


I met Woody in 1955 after I had reported for duty on
my new assignment as leading petty officer on a Yard
Patrol boat on the Potomac River. I was 24 and he was
18 but he would be working under me and in 1955 and in
the Navy there was not the policy of "don't ask, don't
tell", being gay was forbidden and there was no
latitude given if caught or found out.

It was my intention to make a career of the Navy and I
tried to not knowingly become involved with other men in
uniform. Woody became the exception.

He reported on board the station for a normal tour and
when I saw him my stomach did a flip; he was pure
country good looking.  His name was Joseph M. Woodson
but everyone called him Woody. His home was in the
mountains of N.C. in a small town called Sylva. He had
sandy blond hair with deep blue eyes that laughed when
he looked at you and his drawl was pure southern
mountain. Woody was about 5'10" maybe 145 or 150. In
his uniform he was broad shouldered and very narrow
hipped. The boot camp issue uniform fit like it was
made for him and he displayed a very nice bulge in his
crotch with smooth rounded ass cheeks. I fell in love
with him on the spot and immediately knew I had to be
careful around him.

* * * * * * * * *


I knew early that boys were more interesting then
girls and went through the usual growing pains that
any gay young boy goes through trying to understand
what was happening inside of him. In those days there
were very few outside of maybe a priest or preacher
you could talk with so most of us struggled through
puberty into adolescence learning about ourselves with
older men in dark movies, parks, automobiles, etc.

I was on the cute side growing up and pretty good
looking when I joined the Navy. At that time I was
6'3" 180lbs, 17yrs old and had developed a nice build
but no Charles Atlas. I had a little over 6" of uncut
cock when I joined the Navy but it grew to almost 8"
by the time I was 24. My hair was dark brown and thick
and my chest was smooth with what I thought was a very
thick and large patch of pubic hair but I liked the
way it highlighted my smooth unveined cock like a log
laying in dark bushes. Some guys were small; some were
big but not many bigger then me. Hell I had seen
enough of them in the showers but when I saw Woody,
the rest were insignificant, he was really hung.

* * * * * * * * * *

My boat was an 83' wooden ex-Coast Guard patrol boat
from WWII, we had 5 of them and it was our job to
patrol the river when there would be firing programs
conducted testing Navy guns. Three of us would take up
pre-determined positions on the river watching out for
civilian boats and making sure they did not stray into
the firing range. Sometimes it would get a little
hairy and we would have to chase them down while the
programs were held up. Two twin 12 cylinder engines
provided 1,500 HP and that usually was more then
enough so we could overtake them.

The boats had 3 man crews, the skipper, one deck hand
and an engineer. My boat had a civil service engineer
who had been in the Navy and then shifted over into
civil service after he retired. Mr. Cox must have been
in his early 60's but he was a top-notch engineer. He
would have retired before WWII but got caught by Pearl
Harbor and he had already served his 30 years when the
war broke out. Some of his stories were wild.

My deckhand, Bob Zisk was being transferred leaving me
short and the Yard Officer told me to pull one from
the docks and let him know who it was. I asked for a
volunteer rather then order someone and Woodson was
the only one who raised his hand. Patrol boat duty
could involve some long hours and even night patrols
if they scheduled programs.

I was happy when he volunteered; he had been on some
of the other boats and knew a little about how we
operated. I was also a little concerned because I had
been avoiding him as much as I could. On the boat we
would be in much closer contact.

We lived and ate in a barracks when not on duty and I
had seen Woody on more then one occasion in the
showers. He had a smooth lean muscled body that almost
glowed when he showered. The bulge I had seen before
was more then just a bulge, it was a long thick uncut
cock that would start swelling when he showered and I
would start getting a hard on watching him stroke his
cock almost as if he was daring me. He would stand
with his legs spread pulling it downward as he stroked
his blue eyes looking straight at me. I turned my back
finished washing and leave the shower trying to not
look at him. He did this a couple of times and I
started showering when I knew he was not in the
barracks or I knew he had showered already. If he was
gay and coming on too me, I didn't want to know about
it or get involved. The purges were going on at that
time and even a hint would be cause enough for an
investigation and kicked out.

* * * * * * * * *


"Are you sure you want to be on a YP Woody?" I asked
when he volunteered.

"Sure thing Lewis, I've been trying to get on one ever
since I got here." He said his shining blue eyes
locked with mine.

"Okay then, meet me at the Barracks Galley in the
morning where we pick up our daily rations. Bring an
extra pair of dungarees and a shirt with you there is
a lot of cleaning and painting on board. See you at
0700."

We picked up daily rations at the galley each morning
before getting underway. Sometimes Mr. Cox would bring
extra stuff we didn't get so that was one more good
reason for having him on board. At supper that evening
I told the galley Chief that Woodson would be
authorized to pick up rations starting the following
morning. We only had an actual two-man crew but the
cooks always gave us the same that the full 3 man Navy
crews received.

After supper, I went to the EM Club for a beer and
maybe a game of pool if someone was available. When I
sat at the bar a cute young kid named Albertson saw me
and headed to where I was sitting.

"Hi Boat's, whatcha gonna have?"

"Budweiser Al, anyone looking to shoot a few racks?"

"Not that many coming in tonight, maybe someone will
later."

I took my beer and went to a small table where I could
watch the television and pool tables at the same time.
No one came in for pool so I ordered another beer that
Albertson brought to my table. I was getting ready to
go back to the barracks when Woody walked through the
door. Getting himself a Pepsi he came over to where I
was sitting moving with a flowing grace I hadn't paid
much attention to before. His uniform fit like a glove
and the bulge in his crotch was even more evident
covered in the dark blue cloth. I had already seen him
getting excited and I felt a surge in my crotch as he
walked towards me his bright blue eyes locked on me.

"Hi Lewis, mind if I join you? I was hoping you would
be here so I could thank you."

"Thank me for what? Sit down if you want."

"For taking me on board as your deck hand. I really
have wanted to get on board one of the patrol boats
and off the docks. Thanks."

"Its not all just riding and chasing small boats
Woody, the boat has to be kept up and that's the deck
hands job."

"I can handle it, don't worry."

"Okay." I said standing. "Don't stay here for very
long, 0530 comes early for boat crews if we are going
to get our supplies and down to the boat. See you
then."

I left Woody sitting there as I abruptly left the
Club. I was still shaky about anything happening and I
didn't want anyone getting ideas about him and me
sitting together in the Club.

* * * * * * * * * *


After breakfast I went to where we got the rations and
Woody was already waiting for me all excited. He had
everything packed in cartons with his extra clothes
ready to go. The duty driver was backed up at the door
and we loaded up with the two other boat crews that
would be going out.

Mr. Cox was already on board when we got to the boat
and helped us load the supplies telling me he had
already done an engine test and he was ready to go
when I was.

All of the boats had a pilothouse that had a 360-
degree view where we operated them. I checked the
radios and got an all clear and assignment for the
13,000-yard range and to clear with Range Control when
I entered the main channel.
"Woody." I called. "Standby the spring lines" and
heard him answer.

I checked the Panish control for the engines laying
the boat gently forward on the spring lines and then
in reverse. Everything was ready for getting underway.
"Clear all lines Woody" and I waited for his call that
all lines were off.

Putting the engines into reverse we slid slowly out of
the slip and I radioed that we were underway for our
station. Woody was standing in the pilothouse doorway
his eyes bright with the excitement of getting
underway.

"Boy, am I glad you let me be your crew member Lewis,
I've been wanting to get off that dock crew."

"You said that last night Woody but you will be doing
a lot of the same thing on board here. Your job is
keeping her cleaned up you know."

"Yeah, I know that but at least it'll just be you and
me with Mr. Cox. I won't have all those other guys
running around telling you to do this and then do
that. I don't mind working but to damn many telling
you want to do all of the time is a bitch. Tell me
what you want and I'll do it."

"You know what you have to do. Keep her clean, brass
polished, windows cleaned and lines clear. Mr. Cox
does most of the cooking and we're lucky there. You
will have to relieve me for lunch after you eat and
then cleaning down below is part of the job too.
Sometimes Mr. Cox takes a nap after lunch in the
cabin. He doesn't have to do any cleaning except in
the engine room. That leaves it up to you."

"I know I was on a couple of the others temporarily.
I'll take care of it."

As we were talking Mr. Cox had come up out of the
engine room and asked, "Who's the new deck hand
Lewis?"

"Mr. Cox, Joe Woodson."

"I've heard of you Mr. Cox from some of the others."
Woody said extending his hand.

"All good I hope." Mr. Cox said as he shook Woody's
hand.

"Yes sir, Excuse me got a few things to do before we
get on station. I'll be down below putting things away
Lewis."

We watched as Woody disappeared through the door into
the main deck control room and into the galley and
mess & berthing quarters. During wartime, the boats
carried a 14 man crew but no longer.

"Seems line a nice kid Lewis. Want a cup of coffee,
made it fresh?"

"Sure think Mr. Cox. I think Woody will do alright, he
has the enthusiasm"

"They all do at first Lewis."

				* * * * * * * * * *


The first day on board, Woody kept busy cleaning up.
There wasn't much activity on the river and we only
got underway once to escort a tug towing a small
barge. It was a pretty routine day and at 1600 we were
released to return to our base.

Woody was standing in the pilothouse with me and I had
the engines at full power in the main channel heading
home.

"Take the wheel Woody, good time for you to learn.
Watch your heading and keep that point of land you see
there off your port bow. The water there shallows real
fast."

"What's our draft Lewis?"

"We draw 3.8' and don't want to get caught in the
shallows. Just keep her headed like I said."

"I got it. Going over to the Club tonight?"

"No and neither are you, we have boat duty. Didn't you
check the duty roster?"

"Gee Lewis, I forgot about that. What do we do?"

"We standby and if they schedule night firing we
patrol the river. Simple but boring. The hard part is
staying on board over night, no television."

"You mean we sleep on the boat? What about an
engineer, Mr. Cox doesn't stay does he?"

"No just you and me. If we need an engineer the duty
engineer takes over. Good time for studying or just
reading. Get your shower and a fresh work uniform
after supper. We come down to the docks when the duty
section splits at 1800. There is a small shower in the
duty shack but it's better if you shower in the
barracks unless you want to let it all hang out.
You've seen how small that head is."

"Makes sense. Don't want anyone getting jealous."

"Someone getting jealous?"

"Yeah, someone might want this 9" between my legs. Got
my first blowjob when I was 10 years old. How about
you Lewis, ever had a blow job or do you just lay the
girls?"

"Getting a little personal aren't you Woody? Besides
how could you get a blowjob at 10? You wouldn't be
able to put out that young."

"Oh, I couldn't shoot and it wasn't 9" then, only
about 6". A guy down the hill from where I live
started talking dirty and I got hard. He played with
it and sucked on it. He shot his load but I just felt
good from it. He was 14 and we went skinny dipping a
lot, he always wanted to suck on me so I let him."

"You were getting blow jobs at 10 yrs old, hard to
believe."

"Not for me Lewis, I get hard just thinking about it.
Like when taking a shower and washing myself. I've
seen you getting a hard on looking at me in the
showers. Nothing wrong with it, I don't mind."

"It's kind of difficult not getting a hard on when
someone is playing with themselves right in front of
you."

"Best time then, no mess. Don't tell me you never
jerked off in the showers. Most guys I know do it when
they are alone. I like watching another guy do it with
me. Makes it exciting. My buddies and me always had
circle jerks when I was younger. None of them were as
big as me and couldn't shoot as much."

"Better let me take the wheel while you get the lines
ready Woody." I said, the conversation was getting
where I didn't want it to go and I was getting horny
as hell listening to him and my cock was just as hard
as his was. "Woody, talking like this can get us both
into big trouble if anyone finds out about it or
hears."

"Yeah, I know. On board my last ship they caught a
couple of guys and threw them out of the Navy. I knew
about one of them, he propositioned me but I didn't
let him do anything but I didn't tell on him, he just
wasn't my type. I won't tell if you don't."

"Better get on deck Woody, were almost in the basin."

That conversation with Woody had me rock hard and
breathing hard. His remark about some guy not being
his type stuck in my head. He was, I thought, making
it obvious he liked playing around but I was still a
little leery about it as much as I would like finding
out.

Securing the boat, Mr. Cox left waving as he always
did. Woody called out a good night as he left the boat
and Mr. Cox waved back at him.  I told Woody not to
forget the shore power line and to be sure it was
secured. The boat was powered from a shore connection
when the engines were down.

I went on up to the duty shack while Woody finished
filling the boats water tanks, we carried 500 gallons
of fresh water. Once a month we would pull into the
environmental dock and pump out the sanitary tanks
from the two on board toilets and it was Woody's job
to make sure the necessary chemicals were in the tanks
after they were pumped. Not a very nice job but
necessary, nothing was allowed from the toilets in the
river.

After supper, I stripped and went for a shower before
going to the docks for duty hoping Woody was not going
to be there. He was in the mess hall but I didn't see
him after that and the showers were empty. I took my
shower thinking about Woody getting hornier
remembering what he had talked about on the boat and I
was hoping he would be coming in the shower but he
didn't. I finished and after dressing waited for the
call that the duty truck was ready. Woody was there
waiting when they announced it.

"Where have you been Woody? I haven't seen you
around."

"I ran over to the PX real fast after I showered and
ate supper. There were a couple of things I needed."

"Okay, everyone here? Lets go."

When we got to the docks, I sent Woody on down to the
boat while I checked with the skipper of the boat we
were relieving for any night orders. Nothing was going
on so I told the watch petty officer we would be on
the boat. When I got on board, I checked the lines and
hookups before going below. Woody had the radio going
but he wasn't in the mess compartment.

"Woody, you on board? Where are you?"

There were only two compartments besides the mess
deck. One was a one-bunk compartment that would have
been for the skipper and the other was the large
compartment that would have been used by the crew. Two
bunks were set up in that compartment and when they
converted the boats from Coast Guard to Navy for river
patrol duty, the others had been secured up against
the bulkheads.

"Be right out" he called from the crew's compartment.
"I put a pot of coffee on if you want some."

Pouring a cup and taking my shirt off, I sat at the
small table in my t-shirt and pants when he opened the
door. He was wearing only his boxer shorts and past
him I could see he had made his bunk up for the night.

Woody stood there looking at me and I couldn't take my
eyes from him. His smooth muscled chest rose and fell
as he breathed, his deep blue eyes shining. A thin
line of darker hair led from his belly button over his
hard flat abdomen and disappeared in the top of his
boxers that were not hiding the thick imprint of his
cock. He stood there not moving, gazing down at me.

I could feel my resistance falling away and my
breathing becoming more ragged when I said very
huskily, "this could get us both kicked out Woody."

"If we get caught Steve but we are alone here. We can
hear if anyone comes on board. I've been wanting you
since I first got here and I think you want me as much
don't you?"

I didn't answer just watched as he moved towards me
his cloth covered cock getting large and thicker as he
came closer until his crotch was just inches from my
face. I sat there fidgeting with the coffee cup my
cock steel hard my chest rising and falling feelings
of lust washing over me. His cock was straining and
bent downwards from the cloth restraining it.

"Take it Steve, you want it. Take it, suck on it. I
want you to." He said softly, huskily as he pushed his
hips closer.

I looked up at his face, his eyes were flashing
brilliantly and I ran my hand up over his hard muscled
chest feeling his heart racing as he gasped "Yesssssss
Steve, yesssssssss. I've been dreaming about you
touching me, take me." His cock was moving almost
alive inside his shorts from the movement of his hips
and heartbeat.

Pulling the elastic waistband of his short out I
pulled them down and what I had only seen half hard
was at full staff, hard and throbbing leaking pre-cum.
Opening my mouth I took the head of his huge cock in
my mouth and he gasped grabbing the hair on my head.

"Ohhhhhhh Christ man suck on it." He groaned as he
pushed his cock deep inside my mouth against the
entrance to my throat.

I had never had a thick 9" cock before and I gagged
when he hit the back of my mouth his hands holding my
head. Woody held me tight with at least 5" that I
couldn't take in the position we were with him
standing over me. I had taken an 8" cock down my
throat before but not one as thick as Woody was and I
wanted to try feeling the heat of lust overcoming me.

Slowly he started pushing his cock in and out of my
mouth my teeth just barely avoiding touching it. I
felt the pre-cum oozing from me wetting my shorts my
cock hurting all bent up inside my pants and I took my
mouth off of him looking up at him.

"Woody let me get out of these clothes." I asked and
he stood back breathing hard his cock waving back and
forth reaching down and pulling my t-shirt over my
head.

I turned from the table and leaning down untied my
shoes taking them off before standing up and
unbuckling my dungarees pushing them and my shorts
down kicking them off.

Standing, Woody quickly moved against me his arms
going around my chest pulling me tight too him our
hard cocks crushed between us. His lips and mine met
in a crushing mouth devouring kiss and our tongues
fought searching and twisting. I forgot every thing
except wanting this hot horny 18yr old. Breaking off
from kissing each other he held me leaning back his
eyes flashing a light sweat breaking out on both of
us.

We went into the crew's compartment and I pulled the
mattress off of the unmade bunk dropping it on the
deck. We lay down and I covered his strong body with
mine as he ran his hands over the rippling straining
muscles of my back and sides. I ground my pelvis
against his, almost 18" of hard hot cock crushed
between us pre-cum flowing. Hot flashes rushed through
me as I kissed him intense desire filling me. I could
tell he was just as hot from the way his muscles
tightened and his rapid breathing as we kissed and he
responded to every move I made.

"God but I have wanted you Steve. I've been trying to
tell you that in the showers. Why do you think I was
always there when you were?"

"I know Woody, but you know what happens if we're
caught and I didn't want that too happen." I said to
him stroking his thick hair his eyes looking into
mine.

"I kind of figured that out. I was hoping you might
jerk off with me though. I wanted to watch you cumming
with me. I knew you had a big one and I wanted to see
you shoot. I dreamed of sucking you dry and jerked off
in bed lots of times I'd get so horny."

"You wanted to have sex with me?"

"I'm just as gay as you are Steve. I saw you looking
at me when I checked in and I had that feeling you get
when you see someone looking at you like you were."

"I fell for you the minute I saw you and you don't
think it hasn't been hard keeping my hands off of you?
I'd go crazy every time you stroked your cock in the
showers. That was a little dangerous even though I
wanted you."

"I knew it was but that was the only way I could think
of and see if you wanted what I did. You'd start
getting hard and then leave me and I had to finish off
alone. Well, we are alone now and I want you, I've
been wanting you Steve."

Woody rolled me over on the mattress kissing me as his
hands roamed over tight muscles squeezing, massaging
them. My cock was steel hard again and he gripped it
tight as he kissed and bit my hard nipples sending an
electric shock coursing through me. I closed my eyes
as he lip kissed his way down into my thick pubic
bush, every touch sending ecstatic thrills through me
and when he took my cock into his mouth it felt like
fire.

I gasped at the intensity of the feeling and lifted my
hips driving my cock deep into his mouth my back
arched, muscles tightened. Woody's hand gripped
squeezing my chest muscles as he took as much of my
cock in as deep as he could. I twisted and trembled at
the intensity of the feelings coursing through me his
hot mouth holding me tight as he moved his body around
stretching out and pushing his cock at my face.

Looking at his huge cock throbbing just in front of my
lips I sucked air deep into my lungs through clinched
teeth and opening my mouth wide I took him and drove
my mouth down over him until he touched at the
entrance to my throat. I could feel Woody tensing
breathing and deep sucking air around my cock as he
entered and another wave of intense feeling washed
over me sweat covering both of us. Woody relaxed and I
could feel his throat opening as I pushed slowly
putting pressure on the entrance before bending
slightly the head of my cock sliding slowly down into
a velvety warm cocoon like a sword being slid into its
scabbard. He pushed as I opened my throat for him
feeling my throat being filled by the thickest cock I
had ever swallowed. He pushed relentlessly until my
chin rested in his silky golden bush. We both sighed
deeply exhaling and relaxing from the tenseness of
taking both of us. I relaxed further as I rubbed his
relaxing back muscles and he withdrew slowly until the
head was almost exposed before sliding deep again. We
both started a slow hip driving motion sucking and our
foreskins sliding back and forth with each plunging
movement. We both were had slipped deep into a
euphoric chasm of erotic lust as we fucked each others
mouths cock sliding deeply easily into relaxed
throats. Our hands roamed squeezing soft relaxed
muscles pulling on tightening nut sacs not wanting the
pleasure we were feeling to be over to quickly.

Our bodies were in sexual overdrive when I felt my
cock and Woody's starting to swell and harden. Fire
was surging upwards through the 8" length of my cock
as my balls pulled up inside of me and exploded deep
in his throat just as he jerked driving the full 9"
length of his cock down my throat sending gushing
thick hot streams of his cream deep into my gut. We
both tensed muscles hardening as we held our cocks
deep into the other as spasm after spasm sent molten
streams of life giving fluids into our mouths and down
soft throats. I groaned as he did slowly relaxing as
the spasms decreased in intensity our cocks starting
to soften. We both sucked trying to drain the last
drops as our cocks slowly slipped from tight lips.

Woody rested his head on the inside of my thigh as I
collapsed on my back feeling completely drained. We
both were gasping for air breathing hard and slowly
relaxing in the intense after glow that followed an
intense climax letting it flow over us. Lying there,
Woody was slowly massaging my chest and he whispered a
simple "thanks Steve."

Sitting up, his head still laying on my thigh I
smoothed his hair. "What for Joe, I wanted it as much
as you did."

"I wasn't sure you did or that you were even gay
Steve. You have avoided me so much, I just wasn't
sure. I chased after you and you would get a half hard
in the showers but I've seen lots of guys do that, it
didn't mean they were gay. I was trying to draw you
out this afternoon in the pilothouse but you still
didn't send a real signal. I took a chance tonight
when I stood in front of you in my shorts. Have you
ever wanted someone so bad you'd almost try anything?"

"Yeah but not quite what you did Joe, that was
dangerous."

"I had to find out Steve. You've called me by my first
name twice now, it sounds good coming from you. I
really like you; do you think we will be able to stay
together on the boat? I sort of fell for you too that
day I checked in."

"I don't see why not but we have to be careful even
around Mr. Cox. He's a good old guy but you can't be
too careful. The Navy has a real search going on
looking for gay guys and it only takes a hint or
someone pointing a finger before they start checking
and building a case. I don't want to be kicked out and
I don't think you do either, you don't have that long
to go before your hitch is up."

"I know Steve, I saw a couple of guys on my last ship
get booted out. You have more to lose then me and I'll
be extra careful not to slip up. You surprised me a
little when you took all of me, I didn't think you
would be able too. Not many have and I really got
turned on when I felt my cock slipping on down your
throat."

Woody has curled up behind me as I sat with his head
on my leg. I could feel his cock getting hard again He
was flicking his tongue out touching the head of my
cock and I started getting hard again. I leaned back
on my arms as he put his mouth over my hardening cock
sucking me in again washing it as it swelled
stretching pushing the back of his mouth.

He released my hard cock his tongue sliding over my
pubic hair and on my abs as he moved up on his knees
pushing me back down on the mattress. His deep blue
eyes gleamed as he kissed me sliding up on his knees
between my legs cooing in my ear.

"Just lay there Steve let me do everything. I want you
to feel the way I feel for you."

I stretched out relaxing as he nibbled my skin with
his soft lips when the radio crackled.

"YP-649 on station at 22,000 for long range night
tests."

We both groaned and Woody collapsed over me when the
intercom went off.

"Lewis, did you get that? Fredericks is on his way
over from the engine shop. They want you on station by
2300."

Woody rolled off of me and I went into the mess
compartment hitting the intercom switch.

"Got it Mel, we'll be ready when Fredericks gets
here."

Woody was pulling on his dungarees without his shorts
and I grabbed mine from the deck pulling them on. We
both pulled our t-shirts on. He had one foot on the
ladder leading up to the foul weather steering house
when I grabbed him kissing the back of his neck.

"We can finish this later if you want?"

He just looked at me his eyes flashing and smiling as
he went on up the ladder me following.

?	* * * * * * * * *

"Danger is delicious as long as you control it and
don't let it control you."

						"Unknown"