Motorcycle Dealer

Motorcycle Dealer 8

By Vintagespeedoboy

This is a continuation of the Motorcycle Dealer series which is a work of fiction, please enjoy the story & make a donation to Nifty, after all we are all leaving a legacy for the future & don't forget to look in their shop window.

Jordan returned from London's Heathrow airport after seeing Jane off on her flight to Australia in her BMW, he parked it in the drive & joined us for breakfast after which both him & John put the finishing touches to his BMW and gave the motorcycle a final polish before John rode it to the dealer with Jordan on the pillion, waiting for them was Vivian with the insurance assessor, he took a series of photos of the machine & both himself & John had a long talk during which John showed him the photos of himself carrying out the welding at Southend airport together with photos of the rebuild taken by myself.

The assessor was definitely impressed at the now gleaming machine parked on the dealer's hydraulic motorcycle lift & soon the talk went onto the subject of vintage motorcycles when he brought up the subject of his BSA ZB32 Gold Star which was once his father's machine, it had never been raced throughout its lifetime & has languished inside his garage for over 40 years, with his best intentions he wanted to restore the machine but a busy career and family life got in the way although he did make a start by stripping the engine & gearbox, coating all the plated parts in grease, cataloguing a list of spare parts & carefully packing the machine away, it was at this point he asked us to carry out the job where he left off.

John signed the satisfaction note & I returned to my house with him following in his car whilst John rode ahead on his BMW, I took him into my garage to show him my setup which is the equal of a good dealership workshop, he spent a fair while looking at John's rigid framed BSA Bantam which was bought from Reading wreckers, my Honda C100 cub & Jordan's Honda Superdream before he looked at Jane's BMW where I showed him the repair to its wheel, my Volkswagen beetle, John's Fiat & my old battered looking Ford MK 3 Cortina estate car, the deal was struck over cups of coffee with honey & breast milk which the assessor thought was truly wonderful served with quarter sandwiches made by Johann & Sven, some of which contained breast milk cheese & I would soon be collecting the BSA from his house in Norwich.

Jane arrived at Melbourne's Tullamarine airport on the British Airways Boeing 747-400 & was collected by Andrew, John's 25 year old son who left Matt, his 22 year old younger brother looking after their workshop, with the poor girl jet lagged after over a day in the air, she was soon fast asleep in the spare bedroom in John's house at Seabrook, during her time there both Matt & Andrew would be showing her the sights of Melbourne, the first thing he did after she went to bed was to visit 'The Bikeshed' at Ceres Community Environment park in the suburb of Brunswick East near to the Merri Creek bike path in his father's series 1 Land Rover, he selected an old black framed men's Raleigh Storm mountain bike built in England without its wheels. Nick, a bearded man who was probably in his 40's selected the wheels which he knew came off the bike, loaned Matt some tools and he soon had a working mountain bike fit for Jane to ride.

Of course, The Bikeshed isn't a charity, they help provide bicycles for disadvantaged people of limited means which they normally assemble themselves from parts from the piles of frames, wheels &c &c scattered all around the place, therefore Matt could very well expect some hard bargaining with old Nick, the haggling went on & on over a few beers which Matt had in the back of the Land Rover & the deal was done, Nick knew very well that a British built Raleigh Storm mountain bike which only has 10 speeds the same as that of a racer is a rare bicycle in Australia and the price was settled at 100 dollars.

This bike certainly was in very nice condition for its age although it had a nice patina, it had been dry stored & still displayed all its original frame transfers & what surprised Matt was the bike was of a fairly light weight, after taking it home, he re-fitted its wheels back on inside his garage.

There was also a teenager from England living with John's family; Christian was a sixth former at the nearby Werribee secondary college who recently arrived from the UK, John is sponsoring his migration and after taking his gap year, depending on his exam results is hoping to study aeronautical engineering, although just like John & I during our teenage years he's already developing his skills as a motorcycle mechanic.

The following morning over breakfast is when Jane met this handsome teenager & they started exchanging their stories about the island, she lovingly described the clothes which Vivian had made & is now supplying the group, after breakfast, both Jane & Christian rode their mountain bikes to his school, although it was the middle of an Australian winter, the weather was likened to an English late spring day with temperatures in the mid 50's Fahrenheit adding to a lovely sunny day.

Outside the Duncan's Road school entrance they kissed, fondled & held a lengthy embrace together, Christian's huge cock was at full mast & tenting out his grey school uniform trousers, he certainly looked smart wearing his maroon school blazer with an identically coloured V necked jumper with his British made Berghaus Munroe 35 military green backpack containing his books & sports kit, Jane undone his blazer & reached up under his jumper massaging his erect nipples through his shirt, his rock hard cock now copiously leaking pre-cum into his nylon bikini brief underwear & Jane's vaginal fluids were already leaking through her black nylon bikini panties trickling down her stockinged legs in full view of passing male & female students who were all getting a nostril full of her pussy scents whilst they gently humped each other just before the school bell rang for the start of lessons.

After riding for a while with the cooling air giving an icy feel to the wetness on her panties & referring to a Melway street atlas, she came to the RAAF museum at Point Cook & spent the entire morning looking at the aircraft & the exhibits, the B24 Liberator certainly caught her eye as this is indeed a large aircraft under restoration, the Supermarine Walrus flying boat was brought back from Antarctica as a pile of matchwood which took many years to restore, this place reminded her of the RAF museum at Cosford in England which she visited during a school trip, at the time she was considering a career in the RAF when a chance encounter with a family friend guided her onto British Airways, a career move which offered more chances for her to see the world and came up trumps.

Jordan & I drove to Norwich in my old Ford Cortina estate & collected the BSA in a pile of boxes & bits from the assessor's garage; by the time we returned home it was late at night, the car's radio always seemed to crackle most of the time which I knew was due to a loose connection but for reasons best known to itself the reception would clear, it was those times with the good sound quality from the radio that listening to it became enjoyable.

It was one of those eureka moments whilst I drove along the M11 towards London with the radio working perfectly that I tuned it onto Capital Gold on 1548KHz to hear The Eagles 'Back in the fast lane', Billy Ocean's 'Get outta my dreams, get into my car' & Bucks Fizz's record 'Land of make believe' OMG, this record hit number one in 1981 & became the record of the decade, somehow the ascending crescendo of the background music after the opening verse finishing with make believe always reminds me of a Jumbo jet engine spooling up fuelling my desires for a return visit to Melbourne.

Jordan had his hand on the huge bulge inside my trousers most of the way & stroked the piss slit with his thumb, with the leakages from my cock the wet patch on my trousers had indeed become enormous, aided by several quirts of my love juices into my black nylon bikini brief swimming trunks which were nice & fresh that morning, it was a good job that the car had a decent sized fuel tank as I would dread walking onto a garage forecourt looking like I've pissed my pants & smelling of sex, Jordan's ministrations were certainly building me up for quite possibly one of my life's most explosive climaxes into his teen pussy hole.

We arrived to literally find the house being shaken apart owing to both John & Robert having sex with gusto with Johann & Sven with their beds taking a right pounding, Jordan popped the bread slices into the toaster, made freshly ground coffee with honey & breast milk & spread breast milk cheese on the toast making it the ideal midnight snack before we got into my bed, hit the remote for the flat screen TV on the ceiling, hit another button for the DVD player to play the Japanese futanari schoolgirls with their teacher on a train movie.

Jordan didn't last any time at all, we were passionately fondling each other but he needed to sink his huge cock into my vintage pussy hole right away & he went to it with gusto, within seconds I was lying across the bed with my legs on his shoulders being lubed up ready to receive his leaking invading pole, he slowly pushed it to his balls & rested while I got used to it but this time it was twitching & throbbing powerfully plus I really felt it when his watery white love juices sprayed inside my bowels, even as he slowly plowed into me, he massaged my nipples & he was nubile enough to bend down & suck on them, his ministrations were making my cock twitch and my pussy hole do the most amazing things to his cock, he went rock hard with powerful jerking & OMG, just his huge gushes of hot spunk flooding into me sent me over the edge as spunk just flew everywhere out of my cock, it was indeed a huge load & the orgasm was so torturously intense I was screaming the house down begging for it to stop, our orgasms eventually subsided leaving us in such a hugely satisfying sleepy afterglow we just fell asleep until the morning.

Jane rode home to change into her bike shorts & a light top to wear in the nice warm sunny afternoon, she drank some orange squash & returned to wait for Christian at the school's Duncans road entrance, another boy of about 14 gave her the message that he was still playing Australian rules football at the Soldiers Reserve sports oval which has a cricket pitch right in the middle, she later learned that the boy who gave her the message had a Youtube channel under 'Oz cadet', just those few moments which they met were enough for Jane wanting to get inside this handsome blond haired youthful looking rosy cheeked boy's pants & have him sink his cock balls deep into her pussy knowing that for this schoolboy to be screwing an air hostess would be high on his personal bucket list.

Jane rode to the sports oval to see Christian walking with the others off the oval towards the changing rooms where he would be having a decent shower, she finally saw him wheeling his mountain bike towards her & once again they embraced outside the school's entrance. Christian now wore a pair of nylon royal blue bikini brief swimming trunks under his school uniform trousers after having sat through the day's lessons with a rock hard cock leaking into his underwear for most of the day as he kept thinking about her resulting in his nylon bikini briefs becoming soaked with both his leakages & sweat from playing out on the sports oval, they rode off with Christian leading the way taking a scenic route home which took them along the track which ran beside the Skeleton waterholes creek till they came to the Point Cook road bridge.

Having dismounted their bikes, they embraced & lovingly fondled each other with Christian's rock hard cock once again tenting out his trousers leaking his juices into his swimming trunks whilst Jane's pussy juices were flowing through the thin material of both her panties & her bike shorts as they ground into each other, with her unlined lycra bike shorts having a centre seam, this rode up inside both her bum crack & between her pussy lips adding to her lovely sensations & flooding her with lust, she undone Christian's belt & trousers, took down both his trousers & swimming trunks whilst Jane dropped both her shorts & panties & guided Christian's rampant leaking huge pole which she found had grown by at least an inch to well over 9 inches & became even fatter during the past year, whilst stood up in their loving embrace, he slowly & methodically began thrusting into her pussy with her meeting every one of his thrusts whilst he held her hips, she lifted her sweat top, slipped her bra upwards & began breast feeding him as those lovely memories of his time on the island came flooding back, they both enjoyed the most passionate sex with each other with the sun well down in the sky making a beautiful sunset when Jane had her first orgasm as her clitoris erupted with a load of cum & her vaginal muscles doing the most amazing things to his cock, so much so that his balls started tingling intensely, his huge cock became even harder & wildly twitching as his spunk started rising up his cock when those feelings became so intense as his orgasm became earth shattering he was seeing stars as a load of huge gushes of spunk flooded into her as she was having another orgasm which became so intense she started screaming.

As he finally pulled out with his softening cock, a long rope of cum finally dribbled out of his cock onto the grass whilst cum was pouring out of her pussy, they had only just finished cleaning all their fluids off themselves when they heard the sound of a two stroke motorcycle approaching along the track, they had only just got their clothes back on when they saw a group of youngsters on mountain bikes with one riding this motorcycle with them when they stopped.

Jane recognized the lad on the motorcycle as the one who passed her the message earlier as he greeted her saying.

"G'day, how's it going? The engine's idling speed slowed down until it stopped, Jane replied. "Is this your bike? You look to be too young to be riding it, where did you get it from?

"Ah Yeah, there were some workmen clearing out a house where some old bloke died & they said we could have it," Jane saw the machine was a stripped down plunger rear suspension BSA Bantam with a smaller pear shaped cylinder having seen both John's & Jordan's father's machine, it was hand painted black & its mudguards & lights were missing, she knew if she could buy it from the boys for a small sum & use her contacts, the machine would be flown back to the UK in a crate, she took out her wallet waving a fifty dollar note saying, "I'll give you fifty dollars for it right now."

The boys conferred amongst themselves which broke out into arguments as to the value of the machine when another boy said. "We want 200 bucks for it," Jane retorted back saying. "It's a pile of junk, who's going to give you that for it? They must be off their rocker," she mounted her bike & started to ride away followed by Christian when they rode a few yards and another voice piped up shouting. "Hey miss, wait a moment."

"What do you want now?" piped up Jane as they both stopped on their bikes, the lad on the motorcycle said. "Give us 100 bucks and it's yours."

"Oh, all right," said Jane as she took out her wallet & passed him 2, fifty dollar notes which he snatched out of her hand, the boys rode away with the one who rode the motorcycle being given a crossbar, this now left Christian to wheel the machine along the track whilst Jane wheeled both mountain bikes holding each one by the handlebar stem, they finally arrived back at the house to be greeted by Andrew asking. "What are you going to do with that old crate?"

"Strip it down, cram it into a wooden box & have it flown back home."

"Shit, that'll cost you a bloody fortune; that shit heap's not worth a bloody light."

"I work for the airline; it's one of the perks of the job, once its home, Old Tommy Fullprick & his sidekicks will soon have this old crate up and running, if he does it inside 4 months, I can ride it with the others in a charity toy run in December."

"In that case Christian, it might be a good idea for you to sound out that kid or catch him at school to see if he has any more parts kicking around for it, the more that we find here, the less that old Tommo has to go looking for over there, remember, we've only got 12 days to crate this load of junk for the lady."

My email alert went off during the morning, Matt had sent me a load of photos of the motorcycle which Jane had bought off a load of kids, I thought to myself. 'Jane, you really shouldn't be doing this, you're in a well paid job, you could easily afford to buy one from any dealer in the country, why in god's name do you want to bring back a heap of junk to my door?'

This really screwed my brains, here was I thinking that Jane's lost her marbles? But there again maybe there is a method to her madness, after all she does have a motorcycle licence, she is indeed a very clever girl with a devious streak, I called Jordan to the computer screen asking him to look at the photos, he slept over late after a really raunchy night of sex with him in my bed & came downstairs wearing only his black speedos & Players nylon tricot vest, he re-heated the left over freshly ground coffee, added the honey & breast milk, took a long swig from his mug & studied the photos with an analytical eye after which he said.

"Tom, I reckon between us we can crack this one for her, dad's still got a load of bits left over from the old days some of which can replace the missing parts, I would get back to him & find out if those kids have got any more left over parts & email their shopping list once they have them, I'll go home & bring back the folder with the list of dad's bits, then between us, write up that shopping list, check on Draganfly's website for what's available ASAP & get Matt onto trying to source any parts which they don't have on their list."

"Jordy, you're beginning to think like me, send Matt a reply to let him know what the game plan is at this end," Jordan went onto my computer acknowledging Matt's email when Jane came on from Matt's email address, she already had a clear plan in her head for her bike's colour scheme attaching a photo of a GPO telegram boy's BSA Bantam she'd taken off the internet, this is the colour scheme which she wanted, she also sent the frame & engine numbers requesting a dating certificate, I was starting to become Gob smacked about Jane, she suddenly seemed to be very knowledgeable about these things, there was definitely more to her than met the eye, Jordan replied.

"Looking at her bike, we have to wait for the dating certificate to come back or she could wind up with the wrong Royal GPO emblem on the fuel tank. The queen came to the throne in 1952, her coronation was in 1953 and we really ought to get this one right".

Jordan had me thinking, he scored an A plus in his history 'A' levels & done quite well in his other subjects, with the insurance assessor's BSA ZB32 Gold star project now in my workshop, I felt I could now entrust Jane's Bantam project to both him & Damian knowing that between them & Jordan's father, they would complete the project to her satisfaction and on time, I asked him thoughtfully.

"Jordan, would you mind taking charge of Jane's project?

"I would love to do that provided I have the use of your Volkswagen beetle."

OMG, he was so direct which showed me just how much he really likes this old funny looking German car, when I replied that he could use it, he literally jumped right off the chair, gave me a good strong hug, planted me with loads of kisses & ground his nylon encased rock hard rampant cock into mine, I couldn't get my clothes off fast enough to receive his huge invading pole in my pussy hole even though we've already had a night of raunchy sex in my bed, his cock really was like a rod of iron inside my pussy, it was twitching & jerking like mad, his love juices were flowing into me like a tap, somehow his huge rampant teenage pole went into overdrive even though he was thrusting nice & slowly & OMG when he came, I don't know where he got it from but it was like receiving one of Justin's huge loads, I have never yet known Jordan to deliver a load like that, life's full of surprises when suddenly there was a knock at the door as a pile of letters came crashing through the letterbox, the postman had arrived with a few packages some of which required my signature including a box from the USA, I wasn't expecting one from there yet it had my name on it, the return address was Johann's LA address, the twins were both downstairs looking at me with sheepish grins & rock hard cocks, the customs label said 'Truwest swimwear', my mind went back to the photo of Wayne on the beach wearing a pair of those trunks, I opened the box finding that each pair of those lovely nylon swimming trunks had our names written on the tag, I immediately guessed that Vivian had something to do with this, John, Robert, Simon & Don's were Royal blue, mine was forest green, Jordan, Damian, Desmond, Andrew, Mark, Justin, Rob & Pat had a black pair each & Johann, Sven, Matt & Arne each had a red pair.

It was like Christmas morning when all the presents are opened, everyone of the trunks had a lovely smell to them & felt so silky bringing back memories of the twins in my form at school who lived at the RAF camp & started at the summer term of our second year, their mum had brought a box of Australian made speedos back with her from Singapore which was her husband's previous posting, when all the lads in my class saw the twins wearing them, everyone had to have a pair & with them being sold at five bob each, they sold like hot cakes & both John & I were lucky to get a bottle green pair each before she sold out.

Wayne's email came through mid morning with a load of photos of the GM Northstar engine block from his Cadillac Allante, OMG, you really had to hand it to this teen's never say die or nothing's impossible approach, the before shots of the bare block which was mounted on an engine stand showed a crack running along the left hand side, there were several pulled steel solid bushing inserts & everyone was telling him that the block was scrap.

The after shots showed a steel plate bolted onto the sump face, the crack ground out with a vee, the finished welding which was done by an aircraft engineer with neat welding matching that of John, Wayne drilling out all the head bolt holes using the jig made from my drawings, tapped out the holes & fitted the bright yellow aluminium bronze threaded solid bushing inserts using a tommy bar tool & loctite stud lock, the final photo showed all the inserts fitted with the replacement engine dowels, OMG, this teen was already a talented engineer who must have the skill levels of a person twice his age, even now, he could quite easily command a start at any prestige car dealership anywhere in the world & he was studying aircraft engineering.

A note was passed in class to Christian asking Jane to meet the boy at the Soldiers Ground sports oval after school, he sent a text to her UK mobile phone entailing an international rate text message even though she was only a few miles away to receive the message, Christian had after school Australian rules football training which meant that he could cast casual glances whilst they were there.

He saw Jane standing under a tree at the edge of the sports oval with her bike & the boy came up to her, they kissed & embraced each other before they rode away to follow the creek to the Point Cook road bridge, they found a quiet spot near the bridge sheltered by shrubs, laid their bikes down & embraced each other, at this point Jane asked him.

"What's your name & how old are you," the boy replied. "Ollie, I'm 13 but I'll be 14 in 6 weeks time in August."

Ollie's cock was now seriously tenting out his school uniform trousers forming a wet patch owing to his pre-cum leakages, as they kissed & embraced each other whilst he scissored his left leg causing the silky nylon to rub sensually against the head of his leaking cock which lay to his left then he ground his groin into Jane, she unbuttoned his white school shirt wishing he was wearing one from Vivian's stocks, underneath he wore a sheer white nylon chamisole top & when Jane massaged his nipples through the silky nylon, she became surprised at their size & his large protruding breast buds, Ollie moaned at Jane's ministrations & she felt his cock jerking against her, lust coursed through Ollie's young body as she undone his belt, took down his trousers to expose his black nylon bikini brief loose fitting Eyeline swimming trunks which were soaking wet at the bottom of the crotch, she could smell the scents of female pussy juice thinking it was hers as her pussy juices had already soaked her panties & right through her bike shorts.

She became surprised at the size of Ollie's cock estimating it to be around seven & a half inches & about an inch & a half at the shaft with a perfectly round head & a huge slit which had filled right up with his leaking love juices, she gave his cock a few strokes with her hand whilst lifting up his see through chamisole to see that he did indeed have a small pair of nicely round developing breasts which were almost at the stage of requiring a training bra, she sucked on his little finger sized bullet like nipples & he started moaning as his balls started tingling, she kneaded his balls with one hand whilst massaging a nipple with her other hand, by now his cock was fully hard & she felt the soaking wetness under his balls, her middle finger quickly found its mark as it disappeared right up inside his female vagina as he uttered a loud moan.

She withdrew her hand & smelled the scents of his vaginal fluids on her hand, she licked the exotic smelling teen elixir off her hand savouring its exotic taste, she dropped her bike shorts & panties & guided his cock inside her pussy, they held a lovely lover's embrace with his cock jerking & sometimes squirting his love juices inside her as her lust for him soared to new heights, with his youthful exuberance, he started pounding like mad into her & she had to slow him down, she held him by the hips & guided him into taking slow thrusts, by now her vaginal fluids were running down her legs as her clitoris erupted with a load of cum & her vaginal muscle contractions on his cock took him over the edge, his sensations became so intense as his clitoris erupted with a huge load of cum and a huge load of vaginal fluids gushed out & ran down his legs onto his trousers & swimming trunks followed by his cock delivering a monstrous load of hot spunk the equal to what she's already experienced from Justin, Ollie was now trying to stifle his screams as his body shook all over with his simultaneous orgasms triggering Jane to have hers as well.

Jane held him in a tight embrace with his cock inside her which still remained rock hard as they both went through their afterglows, she lit up 2 cigarettes & passed one to Ollie who smoked it with the sensual style of a woman although she wished she had some weed with her, knowing how much technology is assisting customs with drug searches she left her handbag at home & blagged a new one from British Airways stores, Ollie had certainly gave her a good fuck & she felt deeply satisfied with what he had given her which she found to be unusual from a boy of his age as most of them came within seconds with mostly a small dribble of spunk.

Christian rode his bike along the track still wearing his footy kit with his school uniform tucked inside his backpack intending to take a shower at home & caught up with Jane & Ollie at the bridge, Christian dismounted his bike & gave Ollie a sensual hug which he returned with a kiss as Ollie's tongue went inside his mouth, Christian's huge cock was now tenting out his footy shorts which although they were a loose fit to allow for movement during sports, his tailored shorts had the leg hems taken up to crotch level & side slits similar to running shorts cut exposing the sides of his black silky nylon Eyeline bikini brief swimming trunks he as well as most of the school wore under their shorts during PE & games although a few lads wore unlined lycra bike shorts instead.

He now sensually hugged Jane & his nostrils caught the scents of pussy juices which clung to their wet clothes, Jane eased down his shorts, untied the cord & eased down his trunks exposing his rock hard leaking rampant cock now probing her leaking pussy through the soaked material of her bike shorts as his leaking love juices added to the wetness whilst Ollie watched with his left hand sensually massaging his rock hard nylon encased cock through a hole in his pocket, once again his vaginal fluids flowed into the gusset of his trunks & he started uttering low moans.

Jane lowered her bike shorts & panties ready to accept Christian's rock hard rampant leaking cock inside her leaking pussy, she uttered a loud sigh as he slowly pushed it right inside her to his balls, she raised her top & bra exposing her already leaking breasts & they both started suckling drinking the sweet milk which flowed into their mouths, Christian's cock started jerking & squirting his watery white love juices inside her making her moan as she felt the warm liquid squirts from his cock, she raised his footy shirt & started massaging his nipples which sent those lovely tingling sensations to his balls, he held her by the hips & thrust slowly into her just as her clitoris once again squirted a load of cum, now she was moaning loudly as Christian pounded his cock into her as Ollie took out his cock & Jane started stroking him off, his feelings once again built up as his clitoris squirted cum into his trunks followed by a huge gush of vaginal fluids as the waistband of his trunks was just under his cock on top of his balls totally soaking his trunks & adding to the huge wet patch on the crotch of his school uniform trousers, his cock started jerking powerfully as spunk started rising up his shaft to blast out at least a dozen fire hose blasts of spunk which hosed out several feet as once again Ollie screamed at his simultaneous orgasms.

Jane too almost screamed as Christian bred a huge load of spunk into her pussy as her orgasm took hold & her breast milk squirted out from her nipples like water pistols, for some moments it seemed as though they wouldn't be leaving this place with their afterglows lasting for a long time, Christian finally pulled his softening cock out of her which was likened to uncorking a bottle as a cascade of their fluids ran out of her pussy down her legs into her panties & shorts whilst the remnants of Christian's spunk dribbled onto the grass before he pulled up his trunks & shorts & Ollie's softening cock dribbled out a long rope of spunk onto the grass, Jane lit up their cigarettes which they smoked whilst talking before Ollie rode home & Christian rode home with Jane.

With the late spring bank holiday weekend coming up, it was on for another stay on the Island, Rick & James once again took the old venerable Countess of Clewer with Justin, Simon & Don on board to the Windsor relief road bridge to collect Rob, Pat, Arne & the twins who have hired mountain bikes for the weekend whilst the others had also brought theirs, Damian's mum would be bringing along her son together with Andrew & Mark. John, Robert & Justine would be traveling in Jane's BMW whilst Vivian, Desmond & myself would be traveling there in my old Ford Cortina estate with whatever rucksacks &c couldn't be put in the other cars & Jordan would be collecting Matt from London, Miranda from Reading bridge & bringing them to the island in the Volkswagen beetle, it was certainly another gathering of the clan.

We all had to chip in for the food which Rick bought ready for us as this would certainly be a load of mouths to feed, James had actually managed to scrounge the old fridge from the college as they had replaced it with a new one owing to a problem with the door seal, this also meant getting some petrol for Rick's Honda generator, some cable for the extension lead & he also scrounged a couple of British Army ponchos from the cadets to cover the fridge as they were now all issued shelter sheet bashas although their equipment store still had a stock of left over ponchos.

Finding space on board the countess proved to be a logistical nightmare & we finally settled on having it at the stern of the vessel right next to the door, an arrangement which will work for the weekend & afterwards Rick will move it in place of his smaller fridge & store the old one at the far end of the cabin except for one problem, it now fell on me to source a door seal.

We had all improved communications by signing up to Skype which had not long been in operation; both John & Robert had used it on their calls to Australia & with a load of military DON 10 cable buried in the ground leading from the boathouse to the island which took a half mile reel together with some spare left over cable which was joined on to accomplish the installation of Rick's illicit phone line which is connected up to a BT double telephone socket to a Wifi router & a military Pye 705 lineman's field telephone contained inside its green box with a carrying strap whilst a visiting crooked engineer tested the defunct line from the boathouse to the college & wired it in direct to the switchboard using a method which wouldn't be easily spotted, as Rick never makes or receives calls from this line, it could quite conceivably take a long time to be detected, but for Rick's computer, it was perfect & there was an air of expectancy in the air as the midnight hour approached for our Skype call to Australia.

After both Rick & Justin cooked & served the evening meal on both the field kitchen & the fire pit, Afterwards James set up the college's DVD TV & video projector with the screen placed in the shade of the trees, the log was placed in front of the bench and James's 2002 copy of 'The Transporter' loaded into the machine, this movie is an action thriller starring Jason Statham as Frank Martin, a mercenary driver who will transport anything, anywhere & always on time, he breaks one of his 3 rules of 'Never open the package' when he hears noises coming from the boot of his car which when opened reveals a bound & gagged woman, from then on the fireworks start with gunfire, explosions &c with the bad guys firing a rocket launcher at his house.

This movie thrilled the entire group & just like the cinema, James stopped it half way through enabling Justin to dish out the coffees & biscuits, The machine was definitely a good one with excellent sound quality coming out from the 2 speakers & the movie projected onto a 5 foot screen with amazing clarity apart from insects which flew across the beam which for the entire group certainly was the equal of going to a cinema with the added bonus of being outdoors.

With the movie over, everyone worked like a well oiled machine to erect the shelter sheet basha group shelter, laid out all the groundsheets & bedding, sorted out their bed spaces, hung up the Multi LED hanging lights, ripped off all our clothes & went skinny dipping & frolicking off the swimming hole tree, once again this magical place had become a place of joy with whoops, laughter, huge splashes from bomb dives of which Vivian had set the absolute record for the biggest ever splash closely followed by Robert whilst Arne, Jordan, Damian with his mum & unbelievably for the first time, Matt, none of us believed that he could dive although he certainly made a damn good go of it & to watch his 15 year old lithe body fly through the air for those few quick moments in time certainly was a form of art, Rick took out Vivian's Canon DSLR camera & photographed everyone performing their dives with the flashgun firing off at each exposure owing to the now failing light.

I really loved the look of Matt swimming in the water, his technique & style was so neat and he certainly was confident in the water, James fixed his gaze on him & carefully watched both him & Don who was loaded onto a Royal Life Saving Society Bronze Medallion course due to start at the start of the summer holidays at the college's outdoor pool, he called Don out of the water, pointed Matt out to him asking.

"How would you like Matt to join onto your Bronze Medallion course?" Don looked thoughtfully for a moment, gazed at Matt & replied.

"I would love it to bits if you could get him on the course, that would be brilliant."

"OK then, I'll give his father a call and ask him."

James asked Rick to fetch the phone number book, called his father's number & had a good long talk with him at the end of which he was pleased as punch that his son would be attending a worthwhile public service course before the call ended, he blew a single blast from his Acme Thunderer referee's whistle which hung off the tree trunk to get Matt's attention, he signaled & called him out of the water & as he stood in front of him, he said to him.

"Matt, Don would like to tell you something," a puzzled look came to Matt's face when Don said. "Here Matt, I've got a surprise for you, you're going on the Bronze Medallion lifesaving course with myself & Simon."

"Oh what! This is brilliant, I've always wanted to do this especially having seen some of you guys wearing those red lifeguard swimming trunks, now I can be like one of them, thank you, thank you very much."

"It's James who you have to thank for that, he's the one running the course and you will have to work hard at it, if you do well you'll be coming back here next year on a National Pool lifeguard course which will certainly be a real feather in your hat."

Matt shook his hand saying a very hearty thank you then he presented James his boy pussy hole which started everyone off in having sex, James reached into his bag for his tin of scented lube, lubed & stretched Matt's young pussy hole & slowly fed his rock hard cock into him as he started moaning loudly & calling him all the filthy names under the sun, I certainly noticed that having Matt here certainly brought him out of whatever shell he was cocooned in & it could only do him a world of good to have him & his family relocate from the city which would certainly be a game changer for his family, they could afford a nice house in a good area, Matt could finish his education at the same school as Damian & without issues for his safety which became a subject on the agenda for my next visit to his father.

James held Matt by the hips & sensually plowed his cock into his teen pussy hole, the sensations which coursed through the young teen fuelled lust which everyone saw in his eyes & the expression on his face, his cock was as hard as a rock spewing out pre-cum onto the grass by the tree trunk which he leaned against with both hands. He certainly didn't last at all as he started grunting as his moans became louder as he blasted out a huge load for a 15 year old onto the tree trunk.

It was now Don's turn to have his teen pussy hole plowed into by James; he too didn't last as he blasted his load against the tree trunk which triggered James to flood his chute with hot spunk.

Both Johann & Sven laid on the grass to be straddled by Miranda & Justine who both rode their monstrously huge cocks as their love juices leaked onto their stomachs & breast milk trickled out from both their huge queen sized nipples down their stomachs, Johann's huge cock certainly filled up Miranda's vagina although Justine easily accommodated Sven's huge pole, at times they rode in synchronization with each other & somehow the twins minds were interlinked which could only mean that they would both be having orgasms at the same time, both their powerfully jerking cocks brought off everyone's female orgasms at the same time as all 4 clitorises erupted with cum & their vaginal fluids all gushed at the same time, as there was no cocks in either of the twins vaginas, both their gushes were quite spectacular & all this happened just seconds before everyone's cocks exploded with spunk with those huge fire hose like blasts of cum from Justine's monstrosity of a cock plastering both twins faces with her wonderfully tasting elixir of cum & Miranda's cum flying everywhere as both hermaphrodite's vaginas were flooded with hot spunk from the twins which saw all 4 of them screaming their heads off as their breast milk also squirted out like water pistols.

Damian's mum also rode Justin's teenage pole on the grass right beside them, with her constantly having the hots for Justin, she also moaned loudly as their highly intense sensations coursed though their bodies & it wasn't long before they both exploded with their cum & juices, she now straddled Simon almost taking the young teen by surprise, so worked up was he that his teenage pole exploded with spunk blasts inside her vagina in seconds, she went into her handbag, lit up & passed him a joint asking him to sit on the tree trunk & wait, hoping his balls would recharge with enough spunk for another go.

She straddled Desmond & cooed as his 9 inches of red bull sized teen cock went into her leaking pussy which dripped onto his cock just before it went in, she rode his cock with gusto & fed him some of her breast milk, Des started uttering a string of filthy expletives between his loud moans & within minutes they both had earth shattering orgasms with their loud screams being heard all over the island followed by Damian plowing his 9 inch cock into his mum's pussy & unloading his spunk inside her.

Mark started plowing his cock into Rob's vagina whilst Andrew presented his teen pussy hole to accept Pat's huge invading leaking pole, both Rob's & Pat's breast milk started trickling out from their nipples & Rob's clitoris blasted out a load of cum whilst they were in their embraces, Rob's huge pole copiously leaked & sometimes squirted his watery white love juices, both boys were moaning loudly as everyone's orgasms built up to a shattering intensity, the island had become one huge orgy of sex with spunk flying everywhere, the whole area around the swimming hole tree reeked of sex, pussy scents, boy smells & cum, finally it was Damian's mum who straddled Simon for another go after breast feeding him, this time she took a more leisurely pace riding his 15 year old 8 inches of golf ball size teenage cock with its perfectly round head & long piss slit which had filled up & was dripping pre-cum, Vivian was also pounding the hell out of Jordan's teen pussy hole whilst he supported himself on the other side of the tree trunk, Jordan's cock blasted loads of spunk against the tree trunk without him touching it & with his powerfully clenching pussy hole working on Vivian's cock, he shot a huge load inside his chute.

Simon had indeed lasted longer this time, now he was uttering a string of dirty expletives calling us a load of filthy boy loving perverts when he started screaming at the intensity of his orgasm as his teenage spunk flooded inside her pussy added to which her powerful vaginal contractions started torturing the boy as she too had her orgasm with another load of cum flooding out from her clitoris & her gushing vagina leaking out past his cock, the poor boy was now seeing stars & hallucinating.

Arne was plowing my pussy hole with his monstrously huge cock whilst both hermaphrodites were plowing theirs into both John's & Robert's pussy holes, both of their breasts were also leaking breast milk & vaginal fluids were running out of their pussies down their legs, after their orgasms & having rested with their afterglows, it was time for everyone to once again dive or jump into the backwater & wash all the fluids off themselves followed by a good hosing down from Rick with warm water from the dustbin heated up by the Puffing Billy.

By the time Ollie arrived home, he was late for his evening meal & threw his school uniform trousers into the wash & hand washed his swimming trunks, it was also too late for cadets & not wishing to attend the monthly parade dress uniform night, he called in sick, after his meal, he sat & done his homework, yet all the time his thoughts were on Jane & both his huge prick & vagina started leaking their juices into his second pair of black Eyeline nylon swimming trunks which were made of a far more smooth silkier nylon than either the old nylon speedos, Aussiebums or the Caussie ones which are sold on ebay which he now wore under his jeans, he plowed on through his homework assignments using an old laptop & when finished, he packed everything away, took out his phone & messaged Jane, his mind was trying to chew through all sorts of possibilities on how to blag a sleepover at Christian's place.

In the garage was the items which had been stripped off the motorcycle, if he could take those to Jane, blagging a sleepover would be easy as he already slept with Christian when he first arrived from the UK, he thought about it & his mind went to the child's buggy which could easily seat an adult which is towed from a bracket bolted to the seat post, both tyres were flat & the seat post bracket would have to be found, he searched through the garage & eventually found it, he blew up the tyres with a foot pump hoping to god they weren't punctured & fortunately they weren't, he bolted the bracket onto the seat post, placed as many of the parts into a large cardboard box, put the box & the mudguards onto the seat, closed up the clear plastic rain flaps & called Christian.

This was one call Jane wanted to take, especially as there were more parts for her motorcycle coming her way which she felt couldn't be quick enough, his next topic was the burning question.

"Can you please ask Christian if I can stay over tonight? She passed the phone to Christian with him having overheard them discussing the question when Christian said. "Bring your gear & come over."

Ollie was over the moon with the invite for a sleepover at Christian's, he carried out a last search for any remaining parts in the garage, popped his head back in the door & said.

"Mum, I'm going over to Christian's place tonight as he's invited me over."

"All right son, it's just that a few moments ago you weren't feeling well enough for cadets, don't you be getting yourself into any trouble now," she planted him with kisses, he grabbed his overnight bag, walked out of the house to his parked bicycle with the buggy attached, just as he's about to ride off his mum shouted.

"I hope you've got rid of that old motorbike, if you kept on riding it, you won't be getting your licence."

"I already have, I'm just taking the last few parts over to Christian's."

Ollie rode his mountain bike with the buggy to the nearby shops & lit up a cigarette, when finished, he stamped it out on the path, remounted his bike & rode to Christian's house where Jane was eagerly waiting for him, Christian took the boxes of parts & the 2 rotten mudguards & placed everything onto the raised platform of their hydraulic motorcycle workbench, Matt entered the garage, looked at the rotten mudguards saying. "These are junk, you can forget sending them over, they're only fit for the bin," Jane looked at them with an analytical eye remembering the repair on the old Fiat's doors with the bottom thin sheet steel panels from Honda motorcycle crates, she thought for a few moments saying.

"Listen Matt, these are probably the only ones we're likely to get our hands on, your father together with his bunch repaired a pair of rotten door skins by welding thin gauge sheet steel from Honda crates & they've done a cracking good job too, if you don't send them, it could take ages just trying to find another pair," Christian then put his tuppence worth saying.

"Between your father & old Tommy Fullprick," at which point Ollie burst out laughing saying. "Fullprick, what sort of a name is that? Christian then said. "As I was saying, that pair can certainly sort out an old bike, right now the best thing we could do is list whatever's there, take photos of the mudguards & email them right away," Matt went into the house & returned with a digital camera, took several shots of the mudguards and of all the remaining parts laid out on the workbench, took his clip board off his roll cab & started compiling a list which was helped as John had a rigid framed BSA Bantam parked in the corner of the garage under a dust sheet which he too had obtained from a group of kids who rode the machine along the Moonee Ponds creek in the 1960's which he, together with his mentors repaired the machine which became his first motorcycle in Australia.

Matt removed the dust cover & wheeled the machine closer to the workbench making this an ideal situation for identifying the parts in the boxes, having done this, he parked the machine in its place & covered it back up, went inside, wrote out the email with the list of parts, attached the photos & went out with Andrew in the pick up truck for a drive up country with an overnight stay to bring a motorcycle back in the morning unaware of the impending skype call.

This left just the pair of them in the house after Christian too went out for a drink at a pub, Christian had allocated a bed for Ollie in an outhouse in their back garden which in Australia is known as a bungalow which proved to be the ideal situation for both Jane & Ollie, the outhouse was indeed a fully self contained living accommodation which was frequently rented out to students, they quickly embraced each other & within a matter of moments, Ollie's huge cock was fully hard straining against the nylon of his trunks under his jeans leaking pre-cum & his love juices like a tap tenting out his jeans with visible twitches whilst his vagina was leaking his juices into the gusset of his trunks.

Jane too was also wetting her panties with her leaking pussy & as they ground their crotches into each other, their leaking organs were making huge wet spots in both their trousers, their vaginal fluids were trickling down both their legs & Jane's breasts were leaking milk through her bra & her black silky nylon Players tee shirt.

They quickly stripped off all their clothes & Jane beckoned Ollie to lie on the bed on top of a towel knowing that his juices would soon be gushing out of his vagina, she straddled him & slowly fed his huge teen cock into her soaking wet pussy which was now rock hard & had to be 8 inches long as she certainly knew when a cock of that length was inside her, she rode his pole slowly & passionately wanting their session to last knowing they had all night, she stopped occasionally in order to breast feed him & by now he certainly acquired the taste of breast milk judging the way he was lovingly drinking her morsels, her gaze fixed onto his breasts with his protruding breast buds & baby's dummy sized nipples, she sucked on them hoping to draw out some breast milk, the sensations of Jane's sucking sent those lovely sensations to his balls & inside his tummy, she persevered & eventually she succeeded in sucking out a small amount from his breasts, he certainly felt it flowing through his nipples & the sweet tasting exotic elixir was pure nectar in Jane's mouth when she said to him.

"I've got some good news for you; you've just made your first milk," Ollie became ecstatic that he did indeed make milk just like the first time he shot his spunk out from his cock & when his clitoris erupted with his first cum, these were indeed very special moments in his life adding to his immense pride, whatever the other students were saying about him, he knew he was a special person & knew that the day when he finally left school couldn't come soon enough, what he really wanted was to be allowed to grow his hair which already had a healthy sheen to it which if allowed to grow could well be halfway down his back when he's 18.

When his mum sat him in front of their computer, she showed & explained to him that he was a male hermaphrodite, she showed him photographs of others who were older & more developed, some of who developed more feminine characteristics & carefully dressed would indeed pass for a woman, what was certain was that he definitely was developing breasts which could possibly be of a huge size in his late teens, he knew all of this & it's what he wanted.

His thoughts returned to Jane riding his cock, now his sensations were indeed building up, his clitoris blasted out a load of cum & a huge gush erupted from his vagina drenching his legs & the towel with his exotic pussy scented watery white liquid, his sensations kept on building with a second eruption of cum from his clitoris & another gush from his vagina, some moments later his sensations became so earth shatteringly intense he began screaming, he was seeing stars as another gush of cum squirted out from his clitoris with a monstrous gush of liquid from his vagina, his huge cock jerked powerfully inside Jane's pussy & fire hose like blasts of spunk erupted into her which also triggered her orgasms which too were earth shattering, she was screaming her head off, her breast milk squirted out like water pistols & she finally collapsed down on top of him as they entered their sleepy post orgasmic afterglows.

It was some time later they both recovered, they showered together washing all the fluids off themselves, dried off & both remained naked whilst Jane searched the small kitchen, she found the instant coffee, boiled up the electric crockery jug of water, expressed some of her breast milk into a cup, found a jar of honey & made their honey & breast milk coffees served with 2 Arnotts Tim tams biscuits each, this was Ollie's first ever taste of the coffee which the entire group back in the UK are drinking & he certainly liked its Moorish taste, the day had certainly worn them both out & the pair of lovebirds finally shared a bed for the night.

Jane woke up the following morning with an unbelievable feeling of fullness, as the fog of sleep cleared she felt the deeply satisfying sensations of Ollie's rock hard cock buried balls deep inside her pussy, he was still asleep yet the bed sheets were plastered in cum & vaginal fluids where both their vaginas & Ollie's cock had copiously leaked out their juices during the night & were still wet with the huge stains, although Ollie had his own bedroom, he always slept naked with his mum & every morning his cock was always buried deep inside her pussy. Like Damian's mum, she had breast fed him from birth & her intuition told her that when he woke up, he would want his morning milk.

He stirred in the dreamlike state between sleep & wakefulness gradually becoming more awake & his mouth locked onto one of her breasts & then the other; she felt those feelings of love as her nourishing liquid flowed into his mouth & encouraged him to drink his fill, as he became more awake, the twitching from his cock increased in tempo even though it was only resting inside her & feeding her his love juices, his vaginal fluids were copiously leaking down the top of his thigh onto the sheet, gradually those lovely feelings built up inside him & reached a crescendo as his clitoris erupted with more cum, a gush of his juices erupted from his vagina & his cock blasted several fire hose squirts of hot spunk adding to which is already inside her as they both enjoyed their mildly satisfying orgasms, they both showered together, threw the sheets in the washing basket & went for their breakfasts.

The whole group was sat around the warming glow of the fire burning in the fire pit which still had the grate placed across it in anticipation of everyone's nightcap hot drinks, James had wired Rick's TV into the video projector using the college's extension cable reel which fed through one of the countess's open windows, everyone wore tee shirts & shorts even though the night was still warm & in anticipation of a police launch investigating the flickering lights from the video projector.

The movie playing was James's pirate copy of the newly released movie 'Ultraviolet' this one was indeed an excellent copy with excellent picture clarity & sound quality, the college has a film club & he borrowed the disc one day, sent it to Rob with a sixth former on a motorcycle who waited whilst Rob copied the disc with his equipment.

The movie is a vampire based martial arts theme starring Milla Jovovich & a youthful Cameron Bright sporting a scar gained whilst fighting his brother some years ago, with the movie over, the equipment was put away, Justin served out the hot drinks & we all boarded the countess for the Skype call to Australia, it was now one in the morning & 10am Australian Eastern standard time in Melbourne.

With the camera facing to the rear of the cabin to capture everyone on board, Rick fired up his computer with the wifi router connected to the Don 10 cable, John had previously tested the line using a friend's 'Buttinski' lineman's hand set with press button dialing & satisfied himself that the line was indeed serviceable, he logged on to his Skype account & the computer started playing its characteristic ring tone, after a few rings, the screen lit up showing John's living room with both his sons, Christian, Jane & Ollie who couldn't believe what he was seeing was coming all the way from England with everyone seated on the bench seats on board the Countess, Ollie opened with the question asking.

"What sort of a room is that? It's so tiny, how can you live in such a place?"

Rick answered his question describing the vessel, he took the camera & pointed it at the clock, put it outside looking along the vessel towards the stern then pointed it at the still burning fire describing the island, Ollie just couldn't believe either his eyes or his ears but the call had to proceed with the business at hand.

John had indeed closely studied the photos of the mudguards & felt confident that they could indeed be repaired with the thin gauge sheet steel from Honda crates as one of his engineers had started his working life as a panel beater, knowing this put Jane onto a good footing, Jordan had checked the Draganfly website & emailed a list of parts which they could no longer order which included a few brackets, it was now down to both Matt & Jordan to start scouring Ebay which would have to wait until Jordan's father checked & listed the parts in his garage.

The social part of the conversation carried on & Ollie couldn't believe his eyes at the sight of those with very long hair which added to his strong desires to grow his out, the conversation finished with everyone saying their goodbyes & wishing Jane a nice holiday & Rick about to email a load of photos of the group on the island.

The email alert went off on John's computer & Matt opened the email, with everyone now sat in the front room, he transferred the photos onto the large flat screen TV, there were a number of shots taken off the vessel, of Christian swimming in the River Thames with Jim & Trevor, Christian wore a pair of the Australian national team Speedo swimming trunks with a red latex swimming cap, the close up shot revealed the picture of Count Dracula surmounted by a bat with the wording 'My coach wants blood', he pointed himself out & everyone burst out laughing when they saw the close up of his hat, Matt's joke about the hat caused more laughter when he said.

"Shouldn't that read 'My coach wants cum."

Christian replied. "I would have thought with the numbers of hot blooded teens on swimming teams that any coach would certainly have a supply of teenage cum on tap, I know our coach certainly does, he must literally drink gallons of the stuff & swears by it saying it's just the stuff for building your strength up," Ollie said. "He can certainly drink mine if he wants."

Jane threw in her tuppence worth saying. "Ollie, I reckon if your coach tried drinking yours, he'll end up with you gagging the poor sod," Ollie burst out laughing & replied. "Yeah right."

To those both on board the countess & the house at Seabrook, England & Australia had reached out across the miles, both time & distance had been conquered, both groups had watched & spoken to each other live, the clarity & sound quality on their flat screen TV's was nothing short of amazing & the one who became thrilled by all this especially after having seen all the photos Rick sent over was Ollie, this also brought out his longing with a vengeance.

Only him & his mother lived in a rented dilapidated old weatherboard house in the old part of Werribee, despite the loss of his father some years ago in a truck accident, she struggled to bring him up whilst making ends meet on welfare, their life had become one of dumpster diving, selling things on ebay, Ollie fixing up bicycles from the dump & selling them, he learned about bicycle repair fast & became the school's bicycle repair person, he knew that his mother was homesick for the old country even though she was a blue & a red & had registered Ollie's birth with the British Consulate General at Collins Street, Melbourne, Ollie knew a lot about the old country having listened to his mum, it really was a question of 'Is the grass truly greener on the other side of the fence?' During his ride back home with the empty buggy in tow which took him along the Skeletons waterholes creek, he stopped & sat down by the Point Cook road bridge near to where 2 boys where fishing hoping to catch some red fin perch, he lit up a cigarette, the late morning skies were cloudy with a southerly breeze blowing, the previous few days were very fine weather, now the breeze blew in with an icy chill which prompted him to put on his wooly hat.

Even though Melbourne has an oceanic climate & is known for its all seasons in a day weather during late spring & early summer, the winters in Melbourne can also be icy cold at times.

The skies to the south had dark menacing looking clouds approaching; the boys saw this, packed away their fishing tackle & rode away on their bikes, Ollie too looked at the cloud intently whilst he continued to smoke his cigarette when he saw a few white flakes gently float down from the sky, the sight of these falling flakes captivated him, they were of such beauty that he gazed intently at those on the grass, within his entire young life he had never seen this yet he knew what it was, it was snowflakes, his mind filled with the wonder of those Christmas card scenes on cards, in the movies &c &c, of the beauty of winter wonder lands, he so dearly wished the snow would fall laying a nice thick carpet, he envisaged snowball fights at school & wanted to get stuck into one, he remounted his bike & rode home experiencing a euphoric glow which was short lived as when he arrived near his house, he saw the child protection services van parked outside, he continued riding his bike past the van & returned to Christian's house.

The following morning after breakfast, everyone struck camp & returned to their homes, John's Skype call had certainly been a thought provoking experience & yet no one was even aware of Ollie's predicament, it was Jane who bought a secondhand unlocked mobile phone from a market stall with a pay as you go sim card, charged it up with 50 dollars & called Ollie's mum's mobile which rang out & went to voicemail, having got the likely story from him with his mum's instructions in such an event taking place, she rang my old school Motorola international asking for John, John took the call & spoke to Jane; he read the situation right away & said.

"He is going to have to sneak back into his house & retrieve the folder containing their documents from his hiding place, once he's done that, let me know what it contains & I'll see what can be done, meanwhile I'll instruct my solicitor to find out what the hell's going on, is he with you now?

"Yes, he's with me, I'll put him on," he tearfully explained his situation which didn't bode well for him at all, John replied.

"We'll have to get him to a safe house, but first he has to get those documents, keep me posted, I'll call my solicitor from here."

John & I have never kept anything from each other & he explained the situation to me, the way I saw it, if child services were involved, he could be in for a long stay in a home which could be for 4 years until he's 18, then kicked out on the streets to make his way in the world, John rang his solicitor & soon found out what happened, Ollie's mum had been charged with having sex with a minor, that charge would certainly guarantee Ollie's removal from his home, If I (we) were to help him, there was only one answer which would save his sanity & that was to get him on a London bound flight ASAP, the rest we could take care off once he arrives.

Ollie unhitched the buggy from his bike with the bracket, rode to a street near his house, crept through neighbouring gardens & entered the house through the back door with his key, his laptop was gone from his bedroom, he emptied his olive green backpack onto his bed, packed some clothes & his wash kit from his large Auscam cadet backpack, pulled up the rug, lifted the floorboard & took the package wrapped in heavy duty clear plastic, placed it into his backpack & quietly left the house after refitting the floorboard, the rug & locking the back door.

He rode his bike along the Skeleton Waterholes creek path knowing that were he to be followed, there were plenty of hiding places & he would spot a pursuer straight away, his field craft training with the cadets were now standing him in good stead.

Having returned with the package, Jane studied the documents with Ollie's Australian passport, already her plan was formulating inside her brain, everything contained within that folder would guarantee Ollie's certificate of patriality visa giving him unrestricted rights to remain in the UK, in short, he was about to become a blue & a red.

The following day, Jordan accompanied Vivian by train to Southampton to collect his Plymouth Barracuda, all the customs & tax clearances had been finalized, the car was insured for the road & they arrived in a taxi to see the gleaming black car parked, they got in smelling the lovely interior scents of real leather seats & polish, fastened their seat belts & Vivian turned the key. The engine cranked over for a few seconds & roared into life with a loud raucous roar issuing from the Flowmaster 50 mufflers which did very little if anything to silence that big block Chrysler Hemi.

Vivian let the engine warm up which ran with an uneven tick over typical of a highly tuned V8 big block engine, Jordan turned the radio on & searched through the stations only to find that he could barely hear the radio above the noise of the engine so he turned it off, Vivian started off slowly until he reached a suitable length of exit road & floored the accelerator, the engine made a thunderous roar as the rear wheels spun with smoking tyres & the front of the car became light as it tried to lift off the ground before Vivian released the accelerator and dabbed the brakes to slow the car down, Jordan saw a few of the dockers giving thumbs up signs as the power wheelie was their entertainment for the day.

Vivian drove the car to a petrol station & filled the tank with super plus unleaded, then drove at a gentle 70mph along the motorway with the engine barely ticking over; he pulled into my drive & didn't need to press the doorbell owing to everyone hearing the car pull up.

He joined us for a coffee and a long chat before driving to his house & garaging the car, after he had his evening meal he put the Ford Mustang up for sale on ebay, Damian's mum also had her Jaguar XJS up for sale which sold the following day, with a large bundle of money from the sale, she bought Vivian's mustang the same day.

The days seemed to pass quickly, emails from Matt & Jane confirmed that Ollie now had his certificate of patriality in his passport, Jane's BSA Bantam was already crated up & taken to the airport's cargo terminal in the pick up truck for its flight to London paid for with her credit card & given a huge staff discount, Ollie managed to sneak into his house under the cover of darkness again & packed some more of his possessions into his Auscam backpack which contained all his gear from cadets with his sports & swimming kit & some clothes after having seen the videos of the group on the island, Jane had booked him on her departing British Airways flight as an accompanied staff minor & everything now fell into place, Matt drove them to the airport in the series one Land Rover which seemed as though it was literally crawling along the Tullamarine freeway, the only respite they got from the cold that morning was the vehicle's heater, he saw them both off after they had their coffees in the lounge & entered the departure hall with Jane smartly dressed in her British Airways uniform wheeling their luggage trolley containing their backpacks & Jane's dismantled Raleigh storm mountain bike inside a bike bag.

Jane was now on duty on board the aircraft & took him to his seat, with this being his first ever flight he became captivated at the huge Boeing 747-400 aircraft, with all the passengers boarded, the engines were started up, the aircraft pushed back & taxied in a southerly direction with the usual bumps & rattles likened to a car on a road until it turned at the apron onto the main north/south runway 34 & momentarily stopped.

Suddenly its 4 Rolls Royce RB211 turbofans powered up & the aircraft gently started rolling, then the captain firewalled the throttles and the engines now roared as they reached take off power, the rumbling noise in the cabin became almost deafening as the aircraft accelerated down the runway, Ollie held onto the seat's armrests tightly with a mixture of fright & exhilaration as the huge aircraft lifted off the runway flying low over the Sunbury road fence then gently climbing with a loud droning from its engines which sounded as though they were running out of phase, with him seated at the front of tourist class, his window seat looked back at the engines & the front of the wing, he gazed intently at the wing flexions, movement of the engines on their pylons & felt the light bumps of flight, he became settled in his seat & put on his headphones, Jane came along & checked he was OK, he was now becoming thrilled to bits with the flight as each passing mile which was taking about 8 seconds was bringing him closer to the magical island, the Countess of Clewer & an English summer.

Jordan collected them at London's Heathrow airport in the Volkswagen Beetle & brought them back to my house, they were both tired from the long flight so I put them both in the spare room which had a double bed & they went out like lights for 15 hours, the following morning was another Saturday which at this time of the year is a busy day at the Honda Dealer, once again I had loads of MOT Tests to do, Dorian & Vivian were busy in parts & accessories, Robert, John, Arne & Jordan each had a hydraulic workbench & carried out the service work, fork seals, tyre changes, chain & sprocket kits, Damian & Desmond did the bike cleaning & Rob the computers & accounts, the whole place was like Piccadilly circus during the rush hour & our heads were swimming which wasn't helped when Jordan snapped an exhaust stud on a Honda C90E cub whilst doing an exhaust change.

OMG, this little pop pop seriously held us up, I had to lay the bike on its side after draining the fuel into a can, then I carefully drilled out the broken off stud in stages with a compressed air drill & lots of WD40, it took a few goes with drill changes up to larger sizes & finally I drilled the slight counter bore, tapped out the hole & fitted a German made Wurth Timesert solid bushing thread insert with loctite, cut a length of 6mm studding to size, locked 2 nuts together & screwed it in with a dab of loctite, I had indeed done this job dead straight which gave me a sense of pride & left Jordan to fit the new exhaust, unfortunately even though the shop charges 30 quid for a Timesert, it was one of those jobs where we couldn't charge the customer, you can't win them all.

Jordan has also become a dab hand at cutting Honda keys with the Curtis # 15 key clipper & he can cut a key in seconds once he's read the code book & Inserted the key blank, it takes him a little longer for him to decode a key using the gauge plate, this is normally used to find codes for unmarked keys which he has to check twice after having wrote down the code, he has to look it up in either the 101-840 series or the A,B,C,D=00-99 series sections which can be time consuming, the one drawback of the key clipper is it cannot duplicate a key, the operator has to laboriously determine the code using the gauge plate.

The new machines coming in now have much longer keys, the sales staff records the code in the service book plus we also have it recorded in our computer as well as telling the customer to keep the little tag with the code in a safe place, the new HISS keys have a transponder which has to be programmed, already the death knell is slowly beginning to sound on the shop's key clipper with the passage of time, yet Vivian has another one inside the roll cab in the shipping container which is due any day.

Both Ollie & Jane woke up late in the morning with their body clocks out by nine hours & the lovely feelings of Ollie's rock hard cock firmly inside her pussy, after their showers & breakfasts, Ollie got onto the task at hand of unpacking, he organized his clothes into the cabinet & emptied his auscam backpack onto the bed at which point Jane entered the room, Ollie was certainly well kitted out for camping although his sleeping bag was a light tropical one, he had his Australian army auscam hoochie, his auscam battledress, boots, beanie hat, mess tins, German Bundeswehr clip together cutlery set which is the best ones I have seen &c &c, his Australian army mess tins are smaller than the British ones & when Jane opened up his mess tins, packed inside was a sealed unused hexamine stove with its box of eight fuel tablets, Jane became cross with Ollie saying very forcefully as she held it in her hand.

"What's this? You bloody twit! Do you realize that this could have brought down the aircraft! We have only 90 seconds to get everyone out if there's a fire & that's with the plane on the ground, up there we wouldn't stand a cat's chance in hell, don't you ever do that again!

"Look, I'm sorry, I just didn't know, it won't happen again," she beckoned him to her saying. "Come here," she hugged him & stroked his hair saying, "Sorry love, the aviation rules are so strict, they have to be to ensure everyone's safety, a Jumbo jet carries enough fuel to burn down a whole town, it's only adherence to strict procedures & tight security that flying is now safer than crossing the street," she kissed him & said. "Let's check the rest of your kit."

She checked through his kit becoming satisfied that he was indeed well prepared for a stay on the island which was due that evening, she drove him to the dump in my Ford Cortina estate & scoured for bicycle parts, she found an almost complete blue coloured Raleigh Ascender mountain bike which had a smaller 19 inch frame with a buckled rear wheel, it still had all the controls & levers & the original bullhorn handlebars, a further search found a bare wheel which required truing up, she gave the supervisor a five pound note, put the dismantled bike in the back of the vehicle & returned to my house, she opened up the garage, put the bike upside down, removed the rear wheel & set to work re-truing the second wheel, after about an hour using my tools from the bicycle box, the wheel was finished, she changed over the tyre, tube & rim tape, fitted the wheel, checked all the controls, adjusted the brakes, removed the seat post & lubed the inside of the frame with grease & finally adjusted the height of the saddle.

She took out my Raleigh Outland, locked the garage & both went out for a ride on almost identical looking bikes, Ollie quickly loved this old school bike to bits & couldn't thank Jane enough wondering where she acquired her skills from thinking that women don't usually do bicycle mechanics, these were skills Jane learned in her youth during which she was indeed a right tomboy.

They rode out of the Britwell estate towards Burnham finally arriving at Burnham Beeches, so named owing to the large numbers of mature beech trees growing in the woods, Jane knew a secluded spot where they stopped for a kiss & a cuddle as she wanted him to save the raunchy sex for the island.

They arrived back at my house in the late afternoon sunshine, put the bikes away, sorted out their backpacks, took a shower & events became interesting for Ollie. Both himself & Jane dressed in their identical raunchy see through girl's clothes of which Ollie's had been supplied by Vivian, after putting on his black nylon cocksock briefs, Jane assisted him with the sheer black stockings & suspenders, see through training bra, tiny black see through micro skirt, high gloss black knee length high heel boots, see through white blouse shirt, black leather handbag containing his make up, mobile phone & cigarettes with a long black cigarette holder, she applied the finishing touches with eye shadow, powder compact & red lipstick, Ollie at first couldn't believe what was happening yet his wearing a raunchy girl's outfit thrilled him to bits.

Jane gave him some practical walking lessons along the street to gain him experience of walking in high heels which he learned straight away, despite his short hair, he looked just like a teenage schoolgirl apart from his huge nylon encased cock dangling almost to his knees, they continued walking until they arrived at the parade of shops on Wentworth Road, Ollie took out a cigarette & holder from his handbag & smoked it whilst Jane went inside for some shopping, she came out carrying 2 bags, gave one to Ollie with a British T Mobile pay as you go sim card for his phone. The return walk certainly was very interesting indeed when Damian's mum pulled up alongside in her Ford Mustang & invited them both into her car.

With some time to kill, she drove them to her house for some coffee with honey & breast milk served with breast milk cheese on Ryvita crisp bread crackers, with his experiences of breast feeding, the snack only served to enlighten him more & he found the cheese so moorishly delicious, she also gave him one of her large natural hormone supplement pills with one of Vivian's bubble butt pills, both of which he needs to take daily together with a combination breast & penis pump which she showed him how to use, she placed those items into the shopping bag, got into the car & drove them to the Honda dealer to meet the others.

Vivian gave them a quick tour of the shop as everyone was still busy with a half hour to closing time, he suggested that Ollie remain behind in the shop & ride back in his Plymouth Barracuda, Ollie went across to the shop opposite & bought a Cornetto & a can of Lilt, he returned & sat at the table under the shade of the gazebo, after finishing his ice cream, he lit up another cigarette sent Christian a text with his UK phone number & changed the sim card over in his phone.

With closing time approaching, everyone started to wheel the motorcycles into the shop whilst Dorian took down the gazebo, on the dot of 6pm he set the alarms whilst John & I rolled down the steel shutters, pushed the locks in locking them with the key, the others finally exited the shop then Vivian finally locked the door, pulled down the shutter & locked it.

Damian rode away on his Honda C100 cub; Dorian on his Norton Commando, Jordan on his Honda Super dream with Rob on the pillion, myself, John, Arne & Robert drove home in my Ford Cortina estate leaving Vivian to take Ollie & Desmond home in his Plymouth Barracuda.

We watched Vivian drive away from the shop knowing that the pair of them would become highly exhilarated in the car as it drove away with its raucous exhaust noise which thrilled the occupants of my car to bits, we all finally arrived at our homes for our quick bites to eat, showers, change of clothes, grab the already packed backpacks & then it was off to the island in the cars with Damian's mum joining us & once again Ollie sat in the passenger seat of Vivian's Barracuda.

The gate by the church was opened for us by the grounds man who lived in the house beside the gate, our motorcade drove downhill through the apple orchard negotiating the sharp right hand hairpin bend halfway down to finally park beside the boathouse, those who wore high heels changed their shoes for the walk across the grass with everyone carrying backpacks towards the waiting Countess of Clewer with Rick stood at the stern with the engine idling.

Ollie just couldn't believe his luck, just a few days ago he saw the pictures on Skype & the computer in Australia, the vessel looked larger than life as he approached, he was thrilled to bits as he boarded the vessel & observed the etiquette taught to him in cadets by standing to attention facing the red ensign on the stern flagpole & smartly saluting the flag, Rick returned his salute, shook his hand saying. "Oliver, welcome aboard the good ship, the venerable Countess of Clewer," he entered the cabin through the door put down his backpack & let out a huge sigh, within moments, the mooring ropes were released, the bow fended off, forward gear selected & the vessel cruised at its leisurely pace to the island.

Ollie stood at the stern as the vessel entered the back water, he gazed at the swimming hole tree as the huge tree trunk loomed ever larger, Rick put the gearbox in neutral & glided effortlessly past the tree as Justin, Matt, Simon & Don were all in the water wearing their swimming trunks, the vessel's pace was slow enough for each one to swim to the stern step & climb aboard the vessel, Ollie shook their wet hands as each one introduced himself, his gaze fell on Justin with his long wet hair & his nicely developing breasts knowing that he was no longer a freak at this magical island as they both began to bond with each other with a long sensuous hug.

Ollie's nylon encased cock met with Justin's inside his wet speedos & they both began to get hard, the vessel docked at its usual mooring place, everyone disembarked with their backpacks, Rick & Justin took their places at the British army 4 burner field kitchen whilst James returned to the fire pit, with a large group now on the island, the water for washing would be heated by the Puffing Billy & the Billy cans around the fire, both John & Ollie joined their auscam hoochies together whilst the rest of the group joined up their British army shelter sheet bashas leaving me to finish with a spare olive green basha as Jane was at the airport collecting her mountain bike, everyone laid out their groundsheets & bedding, this time I had to allocate Jane's bed space between Justin's next to the entrance as he's one of the cooks & Ollie's, we soon had the huge basha shelter erected, dug out our mess tins, gave Ollie his set of British army mess tins & aluminium plate, British Airways cutlery set, 1958 pattern water bottle & mug and lined up for a lovely Chinese special fried rice with king prawns followed by Damian's mum's chocolate ice cream made with breast milk which she brought over inside my Norwegian food container with ice to keep it cool & finally breast milk cheese on crackers with freshly ground coffee served with honey & breast milk.

We all enjoyed the meal & said a hearty thank you to both Rick & Justin for their efforts & it was now Ollie's turn to get up in front of everyone & give the group his joining & bonding speech which he certainly delivered well to a standing ovation.

There were 2 latecomers who joined the group whose meals were kept aside, Jane, we knew about & the other person was Sebastian who we haven't seen for a year & we certainly made him welcome although he had a lot on his mind for some reason, he rode up on his mountain bike wearing his backpack & his basha kit was lashed to the rack & hailed us for a ferry ride on board the countess, meanwhile Jane had arrived in her BMW, took her dismantled mountain bike out of the boot & assembled it, threw on her backpack with her basha kit lashed on the top, locked the car, set the alarm & rode to the river bank opposite the island & met up with Sebastian.

Once ferried onto the island, their meals consumed, basha shelter sheets joined onto the main shelter & their groundsheets & bedding laid out, they sat down with the group looking at the movie screen which James had already set up with the video projector to watch 'The Fast and the furious (2001),' the movie features Paul Walker & Vin Diesel as street racers with action scenes of racing, car & motorcycle chases & shoot outs culminating in the drag race between a black drag race record holding 1970 Dodge Charger RT shoving out 900 horses and a Nitrous oxide breathing Toyota Supra.

This race truly was a clash of the titans, of an American old school muscle car up against a more modern Japanese built sports car; the race was more than that, the USA against Japan, a pure loud American muscle car against what I term to be a rice grinder, at the change of the lights the charger powers away with a wheel spinning tyre smoking power wheelie with an ear drum bursting roar whilst the supra rapidly accelerates after it with the driver having to hit the NOS button, during the race, a header blows on the Charger filling the inside with smoke, both cars cross the line together in front of an approaching freight train only for the Charger to finish in a spectacular crash after clipping a truck, the driver only suffers minor injuries & is handed the keys to the Supra to drive away leaving the wrecked Charger behind.

We all loved the movie to bits & it went onto everyone's bucket list to watch again except that James had already lined up '2 fast 2 furious (2003)', for our next movie.

I had also thought about erecting some sort of cover over the area between our seating & the screen which would shield off some of the remaining daylight, I looked around the trees &c deciding that an old olive green full sized military parachute erected like a large basha would fit the bill & improve our view of the screen.

With a lovely warm evening, every one quickly stripped off & walked naked to the swimming hole tree, Ollie became surprised at all the nudity around him and after some cajoling from the group he soon had his clothes off & walked with an uneasy expression to the swimming hole tree, the sights & sounds of everyone diving, jumping & swimming in the backwater melted away any inhibitions of nudity he had as he too joined in the fun, that was when I blew the whistle & caught his attention.

"Ollie, it is very important that I watch you swim, I am one of the qualified lifeguards in our group and water safety here is very important, just swim up to the bend and back, it's about 100 yards there & back & I want to see you swimming with forward and back strokes, when you return I want you to tread water, do you understand?".

Ollie gave a thumbs up sign as he said yes, he swam a very neat front crawl stroke looking up frequently to check his course to the bend, turned round, swam a few strokes of back stroke, the rest of the distance on breast stroke & remained stationary whilst treading water, I was confident that he was a competent swimmer & signaled him to carry on with the fun.

The magical island had obviously enchanted Ollie as he enjoyed himself with his whoops for joy as he repeatedly kept diving & jumping off the swimming hole tree, with the passage of the evening he bonded with the entire group & particularly favoured Justin, they spent a lot of time just chatting which progressed to them embracing each other with hugs & kisses.

It was only a matter of time when their caressing became more sensual as Justin's hands glided over his bottom, his cock became rock hard & started leaking his love juices, his vaginal fluids were leaking out onto & down his legs, the exotic scents of young pussy filled their nostrils & Justin's huge cock became fully hard & was also leaking, his large nipples became erect & he guided Ollie's mouth onto one, having been coached by both Jane & his mum, he expertly tongued Justin's nubs as he switched from one breast to another, when he sucked on those nubs, the sweet tasting milk flowed into his mouth, Ollie found its exotic taste to be bordering on Moorish wondering how a person could produce something so delicious, they kissed each other with their tongues darting into each others mouths giving Justin a taste of his own exotic elixir, Justin finally laid down on the grass having directed Ollie to straddle him.

As Ollie lowered himself onto Justin, he guided his huge cock inside his vagina underneath his balls, although wet with his flowing juices, Justin's cock was a sensually firm fit inside, taking a leaf out of Jane's book he rode Justin at a lovely slow pace whilst he massaged his nipples which somehow had become more sensitive owing to the effects of the two supplement pills he started taking, Justin asked him to stop & remain resting in that position so Sebastian could come up & stand astride him & have Ollie suck on his cock, what surprised me is that it's now 7.5 inches of fully hard cock with a 2 inch shaft making me wonder what he's been doing this last year. Sebastian held Ollie's head whilst face fucking him as Justin started finger fucking Sebastian, he soon found Sebastian's love button inside & massaged it which had Sebastian delivering his hot creamy load into Ollie's eagerly waiting mouth.

Ollie started riding Justin's cock after he swallowed Sebastian's spunk, even while he remained still, both Justin's twitching cock which kept feeding his love juices with an occasional squirt into Ollie's clenching vagina brought them both to the brink of coming, as his clitoris erupted with cum & a jet of his love juices squirted out of his huge cock when Justin's even larger cock suddenly started jerking powerfully as he began unloading another of his huge loads into Ollie with his breast milk trickling out of his nipples & a few drops appearing on Ollie's nipples whilst his cock fired his usual fire hose like jets of spunk over Justin's body, shortly afterwards they lay together in a lover's embrace enjoying their afterglows with his cock still inside Ollie's vagina.

Meanwhile both Johann & Sven were straddled by both Miranda & Justine, this time around it was Justine who straddled Johann whilst Miranda straddled Sven & even Johann found Justine's huge pole to be a tight fit inside his vagina, this time all 4 of them would be experiencing spectacular breast milk spraying with their orgasms whilst Johann's vagina leaked out loads of spunk past Justine's huge pole, such was the massive fire hose like squirts that erupted inside his vagina & Miranda wasn't far behind in the sheer volume of spunk which flooded into Sven.

Arne plowed his huge cock into Rob whilst Pat was plowing his into Damian's mum, Jordan was being plowed into by Matt, Damian was being plowed into by Simon & when they finished, Matt blasted another load of spunk into myself, Simon into John, Don into Robert, Sebastian into James & finally Ollie went for it when he sunk his huge pole into Jane's pussy to finally breed her with another load whilst drinking his just desserts of her breast milk, meanwhile Rick had dutifully tended both the fire and the Puffing Billy heating up our water for our wash down with his stirrup pump after we all jumped into the river totally naked to swim & wash all the fluids of sex from our bodies to finally come out with the grass area around the tree trunk reeking of sex.

Rick had cooked up some lovely creamy chicken soup in the dixie on the fire & it was pure heaven just to feel that lovely hot liquid go into our bellies, we all thought everyone enjoyed themselves until Sebastian started crying, I thought to myself 'What in god's name have we done to him?'

Jane took him aside & they both boarded the countess, all we could do was wait, even though he's 16 & technically of the age of consent, he truly is a lovely lad & we were discussing amongst ourselves what may have upset him so much, he certainly enjoyed being with us the previous year & enjoyed sex, it had to be something else & sure enough, Jane certainly got to the bottom of it much to our relief, he was missing Christian who's living in Australia at John's house, there was nothing for it, John had to log onto his Skype account and call home.

Only John & Jane were aboard the countess with Sebastian to make the call, all we could do was sit around the warming glow of the fire, almost an hour went by & thank god Justin made us more hot soup, when they did come out, he also had another solution for the impending striking of camp, Sebastian would stay at my house whilst Ollie would stay with Damian & his mum, during the next few days there will be more Skype calls & John's bank account would certainly be taking another hit as the solution was to quickly get him his visa & fly him out to Australia to join Christian for the duration of the English summer holiday, the rest can be progressed from there.

I logged onto my Skype account on Rick's computer to find a message left for me from Wayne, he had already booked his flights & now he was coming over to spend his summer break with us, I sent him the reply. 'Come ASAP.' his reply came on the screen within seconds, it said. 'Looking forward to joining your crazy group on your lovely island and experience some wonderful English hospitality on the boat you guys call 'The Countess of Clewer.' I sent the reply back. "Looking forward to your arrival, bring along some outdoor gear as you'll be spending some nights in our hoochie shelter.' Some moments passed by when another message came on the screen. 'You guys are a real crazy bunch to sleep under that thing, what if it blows away during the night in the wind?' that question was really funny, most of our group are all experienced in the great outdoors & if we totaled up our time spent under bashas, it would probably run into years, we've been out in the worst that the weather could throw at us & came through unscathed, all I could think of for a reply was. "You will certainly get a good night's sleep.'

We just sent each other a few more messages before finally logging off for the night, we walked the few yards to our shelter sheet basha group shelter to see everyone inside their sleeping bags with the interior brilliantly lit by multi LED hanging lights & my radio tuned into Classic gold on 1431KHz playing The Eagles 'Hotel California' followed by Amen Corner's 'If paradise is half as nice' & Tommy Roe's 'Dizzy' which got to number one when both John & Robert were at the Isle of Man TT races in 1969, it was a truly wonderful year, the weather was lovely. the 3 of us were all 17, both John & Robert spent their gap year in England at John's mum's flat which was no bigger than a chicken coop during which Robert had regular sex with his 14 year old brother, they went to the Isle of Wight pop festival, watched the moon landing on TV, this was the year of Woodstock, the first Led Zeppelin album was released, the marriage of John Lennon & Yoko Ono, British troops in Northern Ireland, the Sharon Tate murders, the Mai lai massacre in Vietnam & the first flight of the Boeing 747 Jumbo jet.

They took both their car & motorcycle driving tests gaining the advantage for their motorcycle licences for which the minimum age in the State of Victoria is 17 years & 9 months; technically they were riding under age even though they held full British licences which entitled them to ride their motorcycles on full Australian licences before they reached the minimum age.

Yes, even with the passing of the years, that summer of 1969 remains in their memories, as for myself, I had already been working for a year as an apprentice mechanic at the Honda dealer at Ascot Vale in Melbourne, both John & I share the same escapade of flying to Australia without tickets, he did his flight a year before mine with Qantas whilst mine was with BOAC, we both got away with it, something to do with bad publicity for the airlines when the country was bringing people over for 10 quid, we still laugh & joke about it even now but on reflection it would be impossible to do it now, what with all the security &c, we were having those lovely thoughts as we drifted off to sleep.

The following morning was again bright & sunny, Justin was up first at the sound of his alarm clock, all he wore was just his black speedos as he walked to the Countess to raise Rick from his slumber, it soon became evident that he was taking a long time, our group were starting to get impatient, they were getting up & going to the toilet which is a chemical portaloo situated inside the gardener's shed just a few yards away, when I boarded the countess to investigate, the pair of them were on Rick's bed going at it like crazy, Justin was straddled on Rick riding his huge pole hell for leather, breast milk trickling down his breasts, spunk blasting out of his cock all over Rick as Rick's cock filled his chute with fine vintage cum as once again his bed had taken another battering in its stride, he looked at me & said. "Be right with you in a tick."

I lit the Puffing Billy & when I turned on the petrol drip, there was an almighty loud boom as flames shot out of the exhaust stack, everyone including myself dived for cover thinking that this old faithful piece of kit had blown up, it turned out that it hadn't, it was just one of it's spectacular side shows & Justin came out from the countess laughing his head off sporting a huge wet patch on his speedos owing to the after leakage from his cock & the tell tale signs of breast milk leakage, he set to with gusto preparing our breakfasts quickly joined by Rick, this time all 4 burners on the field kitchen were operating & Rick's generator was also going as it powered the college's toaster through a long extension lead, I thought. 'This is highly civilized of Rick; everyone's having toast as well for the first time.'

After breakfast, we slowly struck camp, tidied up the campsite & said our goodbyes to this wonderful island for a while, Sebastian had found solace in Ollie who spent ages chatting to him about Christian, we had to squeeze him in with his mountain bike & gear which took some doing & Vivian kindly let him sit in the passenger seat of the Barracuda with Ollie & Matt in the back seats, as he drove out of Church lane & turned left, he floored the accelerator taking the car into a rolling burnout which definitely must have thrilled the lads especially with that big block Chrysler hemi shoveling out nearly 500 horses with a loud roar & lots of tyre smoke, just to hear it drive off towards Reading was music to our ears.

We had come to our homes, once again to the hustle & bustle of everyday life, Damian's mum was here to collect both her son & Ollie, I knew in my heart that he would be happier there & his needs would be well & truly taken care of, it was Sebastian who now took his place in my house which is only for so long as Jane had already booked him onto a flight which she would be rostered on, his visa wouldn't take long, just a simple tourist visa with John having transferred a decent amount of money into his bank account so he wouldn't look as though he was turning up destitute, Dorian had taken the dealer's pick up truck & collected Jane's crate & her bike from the air cargo terminal at London's Heathrow airport & both were inside my garage, we went inside & opened the crate, I gazed at the contents as I deftly lifted them out piece by piece & laid them on top of the hydraulic workbench, as I looked through it, I asked Jane.

"Why in heaven's name have you brought this load of shit back with you?"

She looked at me with a wry smile on her face & a glint in her eye answering. "I just love a challenge."