Royam's Revenge by Leonard Anderson Jr

Author:Leonard Anderson Jr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: betrayal, redemption, deceit, drama action
Publisher: Leonard Anderson Jr

Chapter Twenty-Three

The first of many stars begin lighting a pathway to the heavens. The Coast Guard is patrolling the seas for modern day pirates or polluters dumping toxic waste causing yet another species to become extinct. The captain is luring and lusting through the porthole of his quarters at a half-naked woman through his binoculars. She has melon like breasts and walking across the bow of her yacht. As she bends over to select a bottle of champagne from the cooler, her firm, tight, ass blossoms into its magnificence. Her thong seems to magically disappear right before his eyes. But before he can grab a lubricant to pleasure himself at the expense of the unknowing participant, his attention shifts to a small vessel traveling at a very high rate of speed. He calls up to the crew and orders them to give pursuit with lights flashing and sirens blaring. He informs them he’ll be up shortly. Frustrated, he angrily bends, folds, and tucks his erect penis back into his underwear. He fastens his pants, tucks in his shirt, and places his hat on his head. The operator of the speedboat and the water skiers are an accident waiting to happen.

Seagulls, flying haphazardly in the sky, discontinue their acrobatics and land effortlessly on the beach. They begin scavenging for leftovers unearthed by sand-sifting machines. There’s a couple walking along the shoreline holding hands as if they’re the only ones left in the universe. They stop for a moment, gaze into each other’s eyes and kiss. The young lady takes off running and the gentleman follows suit. She ducks behind a lifeboat and tosses her pants, bikini top, and panties, the latter striking him in the face. He begins to pull off his clothes in stride hopping on one leg and then the other to get his pants off. Once behind the boat, you can only see one pair of legs with the toes pointed to the sky.

Smoke sips on an Apple Martini while sitting on the deck of the yacht owned by Drug Starr and legally operated through their legitimate business partners. He usually meets in conference rooms but desired to do something different, something outdoorsy, which is why Kellen arranged this entire scenario. He peers over every minute or so to view the progress of the lovers now in a pretzel like position in the water. He smirks and thinks about how he’s neglected true love, lust and romance for pursuit of power and money. But he’s found in his line of work he can’t let anyone inside his mind, heart, or soul, so he buys whom he wants when he wants and do what he wants and discards them like disposable paper goods. It’s a business transaction.

The current is to a minimum and rocks the 100-foot luxury vessel ever so gently. The master cabin would put a five-star hotel suite to shame. The galley is complete with All Clad cookware, a kitchen island, and a wine storage area which would make the top chefs green with envy.

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