This tale is a long one and contains denotative sex conniption between an older man and young son. If this disturbs you please do not learn further. While there is some measure of sex involved in the story it is not just something to get you hot. There is a deeper level to this story.

Liner.

Romance on the heights Seas.

When the liner stopped at Manila and the crowd of overweight American language holidaymaker trooped down the gangboard bearing their baggage, and as usual talking at the top of their representative I was relieved. The trip from Colombo had not been up to my anticipation. I had booked the trip with sight of melt off silken Asian boy in my intellect, and had been overwhelmed by the crowd of fat middle aged American's that had been on instrument panel. The one cute Sri Lankan steward on the ship was called Romal and had turned out to be a paid Gigolo who was only occupy in the dollars he could milk from the rider, in finicky the American's. He swung both fashion and did not wish if he serviced either male or female as long as a handful of dollars came his way. I was still untested enough to baulk at the mind of paying for sex and yet not old enough to have reached the state of having to do so to ensure desirable society. I certainly had no intention of spending thoroughly money to allow some gigolo to hammer my ass, nor was I will to pay him what he wanted to earmark me to use his body.

As the aloud grouping of tourists sauntered down the gangway, I stood leaning on the railing waiting with some excitement to see what the new comer would be like, fervently hoping that there would be at least one or two possibilities among them. The motley crowd that was now approaching the ship seemed to be fully made up of Asians. Leading the pack was a strong phalanx of Japanese line of work men, wearing almost identical suits with their photographic camera dangling from their necks, and faces wreathed in identical smiles. last behind them came the Filipino, in family groups being shepherded by nervous looking fathers, all of them radiant as peacocks in their obviously new apparel. One or two of the teenage boys in this lot looked worry. But the most interesting one of all was dragging along at the tail end of the caboodle. He appeared to be a single boy who did not have any companion or parents in tow. My interest perked up immediately. He looked to be around 19 or 20, though as common with Asian boys like this he could ingest been younger. He had the broad jugal bone and clear hairless human face distinctive of the region. Unusual was the fact that he was alone and seemed to be carrying just a small duffle bag. No suitcase, no camera and no beaming face. He was dressed in a duad of scruffy jeans and a silk shirt that looked as if it belonged with a tuxedo, rather than being casually paired with dungaree. As he approached the railing he looked up at me. He had a rather dull pinched look about him and a forlorn verbalism on his face.

I had actually tipped the steward to guarantee that I would not be forced to parcel my cabin with some ghastly Nipponese concern man or a modest child from one of the Philippine household. He had suspected my interest in gay sex and had, with a lewd wink, assured me he would see that I got a"suitable"familiar for the relaxation of the journey to Sydney. He also indicated that he would be expecting me to cough up a decent amount of money if he got me the"properly"variety of cabin mate. Looking at the rank and file of the new arriver I idly wondered just who I would be sharing my cabin with over the next 10 twenty-four hour period. I hoped it would be with somebody who was at least presentable if not near looking. And of track if it was someone whom I could get up to some"hanky panky"with, so much the better.

putting aside my apprehensions on these matters I went forward to determine with my usual fascination the process of leaving a harbour and heading out to sea. Watching the tug boats bury their hindquarters almost into the piddle as they took up the load on the cable length and then sensing the monster beneath me begin to displace never ceased to enthral me. Feeling the rumble of the engines starting up and watching the scroll of the bow wave rise in high spirits as we got underway kept me riveted at the bow of the ship till almost sunset. I never ceased to be completely engrossed by the disappearing of land and the dateless aspect offered by the subject ocean.

When I went down to my cabin to commute for dinner I could see no evidence of any travelling companion. There was no luggage in the cabin and no signs of anyone having entered either. Wondering what was to transpirate I went to the dining way and was greeted at the door by Romal. The shop steward had a smug look on his face and while escorting me to my table informed me that he had allotted the sec berth in my cabin to one of the two stripling aged sons of the Filipino family who would be sharing the table with me. He told me I could *********** whichever of the boy that either took my fancy, or stirred my pubic region. He made the initiation to the family who were already seated at the tabular array and with a somewhat proprietary air announced that I would micturate the choice as to which of the 2 boy, who were in their late teens, would be sharing my cabin. During the course of dinner I studied both feller carefully. They were not very shy and were quite well verbalise and extremely polite as are most Asian lads of that age. Though it was the younger of the two that was more outgoing I eventually decided that I may consume a better prospect to entice the older one into playing some secret trunk biz at night. When I announced my determination I thought I saw a looking at of letdown on the younger male child face.

During dinner I noticed that the individual boy I had seen earlier was seated with a group of 3 Japanese business men at an table not so far away from mine. He still had the dull listless look on his face and seemed to be quite lost in his own worldly concern. The Japanese men at his table tried to include him in their animated conversation but he was not very responsive and soon they were ignoring him completely. He left the table very soon, after picking at his food though hardly eating much. When I was taking my usual walk around the pack of cards after dinner again I noticed the boy sitting alone in a still corner of the deck and began to marvel about him. But I did not irrupt on his purdah and soon decided to go below. When I reached my cabin I found that the elder of the 2 boy who had been at the table was already inside and lying in the amphetamine situation. As I had observer during dinner he was a pleasant looking boy and was now lolling at his ease dressed in only a couplet of boxer drawers, and reading what appeared to be a amusing Word.

deciding that the C. H. Best way to discover whether he would be amenable to some fun and gambol would be to let him"see"me as I was changing into my Nox dress which was a similar distich of boxers, I started to remove my clothes and standing fully naked in front of the mirror proceeded to put on my shorts, managing to take a lot longer than common to do so to secure he could have a honorable looking at what I possessed. I could see from his rumination that he was interest in what he saw and was gazing with ecstatic attention at my body. His attending was riveted on my phallus and balls and he did not detect me watching him in the mirror. I could also see a cause in his short circuit as his dickhead started to rise.



turning away from the mirror I went and leaning against the rot and put my bridge player directly on his semi hard cock. I got a reaction from him ... ... but it was not what I had expected. Without a strait of protest or refusal he simply let his laughable Christian Bible free fall over his nerve and lay perfectly still, though his cock rose to wax erection and was throbbing under my hand. I squeezed it slightly and felt him mature even harder. I lifted my other hand to his chest of drawers and started to gently manoeuvre with his nipples. The areola were expectant and of the wonderful colour only found on Asian people. Soon his mammilla were also hard and standing exculpated. Lowering my mouth to his bureau I started to suck them alternately. I explored his second joint and frown belly and was soon kissing and licking his omphalus and the blood line of fine pubic pilus that started on his stomach and disappeared into his boxer. Through all this, other than the throbbing of his shaft and its extreme point hardness, he made no sound or comment or movement. His hands were still holding the comic book over his face. Slipping both my arms beneath his organic structure I lifted him and brought him down to lie on my post, and stretched myself alongside him. But when I tried to murder the comic covering his face he made a negative sound and firmly held it in place. Having had prior experience with many Asian son I immediately understood he wanted the cabin lighter turned off and was not willing to await directly at my face or trunk in the light.

Only after I switched off the Light and the cabin was plunged into duskiness did he countenance me to look at away the ledger. In the total dark his restraint and inhibitions were swan aside. He responded to my kisses and was soon exploring my dead body with his hands just as I was exploring his, allowing me to probe his mouth with my knife and then putting his natural language deep into my mouth. Very soon both of us were completely defenseless and with laborious prick pressed on hard tool we continued sucking and French kissing. He allowed me to move down till his shaft was in my mouth and then slowly pivoted his body around so he could do the Same to me. But when in my eagerness to move further I started to explore the gap of his ass and my finger was searching for his entry hole. He stopped sucking my cock and whispered in a barely audible voice,"Uncle ... Please Uncle ... No anal"Respecting his wishes I stopped myself and continued to enjoy the other pleasures offered by his lithe slim body and stopcock. We very soon reached our culmination and ejaculated in each other's mouths. He then turned himself around again and lay next to me with his head resting on my berm, his leg thrown over my thighs and his hobble cock pressed to the side of my leg, my cock gripped in his hand. He was soon fast asleep. I also dropped off to sleep well pleased by the change in my luck.

Very early the succeeding morning, before it became brilliant, he slid from my bed and climbed up to his speed berth. I heard him moving around as he pulled on his dress and then he got down and left the cabin. I saw him next at the board when I went for my breakfast. He barely looked up as I sat down and a red blush spread across his face. Behaving in a very convention way I greeted the family without paying any indecorous attention to the boys. I spoke to his parents and his buddy and included him in some of the cosmopolitan remark. I knew the situation. He was afraid and uncertain about how I would do after our coquetry of the late nighttime and unwilling to look at or confront me. I was eventually able to get him alone in a corner of the pack of cards, though he had tried his trump to avoid me, I told him that what we had done the previous dark was nothing to be shy or ashamed about, but was of grade best kept to ourselves and not intimated to anyone else. As he understood that I was not going to broadcast our link by my behaviour or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to look at me while I was speaking and the rosy coloring receded from his face.

I also told him I had enjoyed the experience and hoped he had as well. I also let him cognise that unless he was occupy in a repeat performance I would not involve it from him. He was eager enough to assent to having another session that night. After dinner the only deviation to the premature day's experience was that when I entered the cabin I found him already on my berth and wearing only his undies which clearly showed his state of arousal. I enjoyed myself tasting and teasing him and was able to prolong the session for a much yearner time and we both achieved a number of ejaculations before we finally dozed off.

I spent much of the following day as I usually did, fold to the bow of the ship, watching the unfolding sea and the dolphins jumping unclouded of the water before cris- crossing under the boat only to repeat their leaps of exaltation. Towards the latter part of the good afternoon when most of the passengers were resting Romal the steward approached me. The look on his font was enough to differentiate me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my beau passenger. Not wanting to deny it or to avoid the issuance I gave him the sum I had agreed to pay him for helping me. He had a smug smile on his nerve when he asked me if I now wanted a alteration of married person. He then told me that I could shout out upon the younger of the two brothers also if I was so disposed, as he had discovered the boy in a compromising state with one of the Jap business organization men during the daybreak and had told him he would keep it a secret if the boy would consent to sharing my cabin for a dark or so. Apparently the boy was eager and very will to try what I had to provide and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his senior brother, which he had discovered by observing his brothers reaction to me over the 2 previous Day and by questioning him about it. He also told Romal that he had been hoping that I would opt him to share my cabin and had been most discomfited when I had picked his brother.

Seeking out the elderberry bush boy I asked if he objected to the proposed change. Though knowing wide well what would transpire, he quite readily agreed to let his younger blood brother to fill my cabin that night. While having dinner I studied the younger boy. I soon came to the conclusion that he was actually the better looking of the 2 and from the way he kept looking at me and grinning he also conveyed his interest in what was going to pass between us later that dark. My distrust were soon confirmed. He entered the cabin a few minutes after I did and without saying a Word locked the door. Unlike his elder brother he showed no signs of the usual Asian shyness and without troubling to interchange off the lighter he stripped off his clothes and dropping then on the floor came and stood in front of me. His youthful and streamlined consistency was enticing. He had very just a low amount of pubic hairsbreadth that enhanced the forward jutting member and neat round balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to shower kiss and punch on my face and back talk.

Then he slowly proceeded to divest me of all my wearing apparel, allowing me to do no more than raise my ass from the feed bunk so he could slue my pants and underclothing from under me making as naked as he was. Again settling astride my lap his kiss soon had me getting aroused. He was much to a greater extent relaxed than his elder brother and appeared to bear absolutely no forbiddance. My cock soon rose to a stand and he settled himself astride me allowing it to slip between the soft low cheeks of his ass and as it found the incoming to his butt he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my dick slid in without any motivation of lubricator. It was evident he was much more experienced than his brother and had no reserve to getting fucked. He then pushed me flat on to my cover and started to ride my cock with an abandon I had never encountered before in an Asian boy.

As he was rising and falling on the distance of my dick I grasped his tool which was plastered as a instrument panel and wanked him. We reached climax almost simultaneously and he shot his unenviable boy's cum all over my dresser and cheek as my load deposited itself thick in his jam. Needles to say we did not sleep much that night. He was Young and eager to explore all I could shew and learn him [ which was not very much ] But one office he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his binding with his legs resting on my shoulder joint and his cute ass bed cover wide before me and to have my cock pushed into him so deep that my pubic tomentum rubbed roughly against the skin around his cakehole. He unlike his elderberry bush chum was not shy to talk about his old experiences and to admire the size of it and length of my cock and its unfeelingness and the fact that I was able to get a rise almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.

He told me his comrade's reason for avoiding anal sex was that he was in"bonk"with another boy in their domicile Ithiel Town and was"preserving"himself for that boy. He kept me party for the next 3 days of our voyage and often would slip up to me during the day and with a wink ask me if I wanted to"conduct a rest ”. Of track it was anything but a relief he had in mind. By the end of the one-fourth day I think we both felt we had done everything any 2 people could do together in bed and were both set for a change of pace and partner.

After we discussed this he happily ran off to retrieve Romal and see which of the Jap business men he could next seduce and to gain unveiling to that adult male cabin. He also told me his ambition was to slumber with every available man he could before we reached Sydney.

I had been observing the lone boy I have mentioned earlier and though he seemed to be an extremely shy and diffident kind of boy his looks were attractive and there was something very appealing about his woebegone saying and I asked Romal to arrange for him to be my next cabin mate. I had absolutely no idea if I would recover him to be an amiable companion or if I could inveigle him into my bed but whatever the effect I decided that I wanted to get out more about him and why he was alone and why he continually looked so sad. That evening when I went down to the cabin to transfer for dinner I noticed that the boy's duffle bag was lying on the upper feed bunk though there was no sign of the zodiac of the lad himself. He was present at the dining tabular array for dinner but hardly responded to any of the enquiry that the others put to him ... as they were speaking a Filipino dialect I could not understand what was being said but from the short responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying often. I myself refrained from saying anything early than a"Good Evening"When I returned to the cabin after my common after dinner party paseo around the ship's deck the boy was already there. He was lying on his bunk staring at the ceiling and appeared lost in though.

Even though he was not very willing to answer my questions I was capable to drag some of his story from him with slow affected role and simple questions. His name was Manuelle. He had lived in Manila from his birth, and was now on his way to Sidney to join a college after he had won a scholarship there. He was unhappy at having to leave behind everything he had ever known and to throw to go to a foreign and new place. His family lot prevented any of his people from accompanying him and he was very apprehensive of what he would find in Sydney. At that time I did not make up any overt reference book to my understanding for having him as my cabin mate for the rest of the ocean trip, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much finisher mountain range than I had in the yesteryear few years, was quite taken with his looks and that the desire to stimulate him in my bed was getting stronger by the moment. After I had heard his story, during the telling of which he had got more relaxed and had started to respond Thomas More easily, I turned off all the light and went to sleep.

It was well into the still watches of the night that I was woken by a sound. It was the sound of mortal stifling his watchword. I got up from my guff and turning on the dim blue night light in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a glass of pee and giving it to him asked what the job was. Eventually after lots hesitation he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his crony and Sister and family. How I got him to do it I do not know, but I got him to fall and sit next to me on my buncombe and putting an arm around his shoulders told him not to care too much.

At foremost he was stiff and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his head on my shoulder though his physical structure was still shaken from time to time with his sobs. We sat like that for quite some metre and his crying slowly came to a stop, though I could sense his completely body was tense and trembling. I got him to lie down succeeding to me on my bunk and wrapped him in my sleeve. We dropped off to sleep lying like that with the blue night Inner Light still on. There was zip intimate in our actions just one body taking comfortableness from the law of proximity of another. I woke the next morning to discover his head nestled on my shoulder joint, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my thighs. I could feel the whole of his slim slender frame pressed up close to my body. My intuitive feeling were quite complex. I was still attracted to him and worry to seduce him but there was also something so vulnerable and fragile about him that it created a protective instinct in me that wanted to wind him up and keep him from being hurt in any way.

When he woke up and found himself pressed up to me like that he jumped up from the buncombe and started to stammer out apologia. I calmed him down and told him it was not a problem. We spent much of that day inside the cabin talking and getting to experience about each other. At first it was not an easy chore to get him to talk about himself and he was especially shy when it came to his emotions and experiences, but as the day drew on he started to be much more unfastened about his life. That night when we returned to the cabin after dinner it did not require much to sway him to come and lie down following to me. Strangely for me I never made any attempt to introduce any sexual component part into our relationship and for the next 3 days and nights our relationship was Platonic and consisted of spending a lot of the day together, chatting and learning many point about each other. The dark were spent in talking and then sleeping together in one bunk with him lying cradled in my weaponry. Eventually I did tell him about my sexuality and liking for son but also made it quite cleared that I would not create any demand for sex or expect him to do anything he was not interested in.

After I had told him this I quite expected him to avoid sharing my bed that night but was astonished when he himself came and lay down beside me after he had turned off the cabin lights including the sorry night Christ Within that had been kept on for the previous few Nox. As the iniquity settled around us he hesitatingly told me that as that would be the close night that we would be together he was willing to let me use his body as I wished, as a repayment for my kindness towards him. Surprising myself despite my desire to research his physical structure I told him that I was not matter to in such an arrangement. I was attracted to him and would get enjoyed having sex with him, but that it should be, that he wanted to do it, because he liked me and not to repay me for just a simple-minded act of kindness. Lying next to me in the darkness he seemed to find more than secure and began to speak about his apprehension of reaching Sydney the next day and of what he was to do. His doubts about being able to observe adjustment and of what would be facing him in the college. When we eventually dropped off to sleep he was still comfortably wrapped in my arm and as on the previous 3 Nox slept through the dark without any signs of the first dark's homesickness or angst.

It was after we woke the next morn and having finished breakfast returned to the cabin to load down our belonging in anticipation of the landing at Sydney that I began to broach the idea that had been germinating in my mind from the previous night. I had learnt that the college Manuelle was to attend was very close to my place of patronage and in the area I had been allotted a company flat. Though I was alone the categoric allotted to me was a 2 bedroom one. So I proposed that instead of him occupying a room in the college or trying to find digs or staying as a paying guest in some rooming house he could come and percentage my matted till he was settled in the college and had found his way around Sydney. Of course I made it quite clear to him that I would not expect to meet any sexual favours from him in payoff for this. Our arrangement would allow him to feel secure as he would have me around in the evenings and since he was now somewhat familiar with me he would not sense so alone or get too homesick. I expected him to hesitate or show some mark of his before aloofness, but as I made the proposal, I saw his face and mood lighten and for the first base time since I had laid eyes on him 10 days previously I saw a big smile bed cover across his face. Throwing his arms around me he hugged me close and said he would be only too happy to come and stay with me in the flat.

It was past 6 pm when the ship berthed and when the landing formalities were over we were almost the number one unity to debark, catching a cab we went directly to the monotonous. Getting the Key from the edifice super we let ourselves in. It was a pleasant E facing monotone and from the balcony in the front man we had a decent view of the beach dappled with the shadower of the building thrown there by the setting sun. On the justly side there was a large bedroom also facing east, with Daniel Chester French Windows that opened to a disjoined balcony and a slightly smaller bedroom on the left side of meat of the sitting elbow room. I offered to let Manuelle use the larger room as his want of space to maintain his books etc was Thomas More than mine. But he said he would favour to hold the belittled room and was soon busy unpacking his merger property in it. I unpacked my stuff in the professional bedroom and flopped down on the broad bed and without meaning to, was soon sound asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to find that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying succeeding to me with his arm around me and his all slim body pressed to the length of my own. It was quite a familiar sensation since we had spent the death 4 nighttime sleeping in somewhat the same style, thought the bed in the flat was enceinte and across-the-board with heap of way unlike the berth on the ship.

Next morning it was quite ahead of time when the pearly visible light of the rising sun coming through the open window roused me from my slumber. Manuelle was still lying adjacent to me though now it was my arms wrapped around his body and his pert bottom pressed back into my genitals. Over the next few days and workweek this became the position we almost always woke up in. I would number home from the office to regain Manuelle oceanic abyss in his subject area. We would either fudge ourselves a meal or go out for dinner and come back to the flat. I would say for a clock time and he would study or we would sit together and chit-chat about our day. I would usually go to bed before he would and when he had finished his work he would splay into my bed and press against me. It was a pleasant sense impression but still without any configuration of sexual excitement. For me to be in bed with a nubile spring chicken and yet not to want a sexual discharge was something I had not yet experienced in my sprightliness

This platonic sort human relationship was something very strange for me. I was more accustomed to having sex than doing without it. But for some cause I did not want to be the one to induct any form of sex into our relationship. Normally I would have got been very aroused by the presence of such a attractive boy, for Manuelle was very practically of the variety of boy I always liked. Since his case had lost the apprehensive and pinched formula he had carried when I first saw him he had over the intervening time blossomed into a very sweet looking and attractive boy. His slender lithe eubstance was without a tracing of hair [ or at least what region I had seen of it were ] and his face had taken on a radiant looking with a beaming smile forever hovering around his full lips. And though both he and I were often articulated lorry erect in the morning when we woke I had no musical theme of what he had hidden beneath his shorts.

It was perhaps around 6 hebdomad from when we had moved into the insipid together that the situation altered. It was a Friday evening and the next 2 days were vacation. I was quite late in returning to the matte having stayed in the billet to clear all pending workplace so that Sabbatum and Sunday could be spent just lazing around on the beach or wandering around Sydney seeing the great deal. As was my want when returning from workplace I went straight to my bedchamber and stripped off my clothes and headed into the bathroom for a cascade. Standing under the streaming menses of water I was quite unaware of the privy room access opening and the unveiling of another person into the room, until I felt mortal press up against my back and 2 sleeve came around and gripped me in a tight embrace. It was of row Manuelle and he was still fully dressed. Holding his trunk gruelling against mine he began to address. He told me that he had expected me to make the first base move towards introducing sex into our family relationship.

In fact he had been expecting me to do this for over a month and had even tried to tempt me by wearing lean shorts around the flatcar and when sleeping next to me he had tried to show me he was fix by often pressing his ass against me. He also told me he had often spied on me when I was showering and had started desiring my body. He then proceeded to ask me if I still desired him in a sexual way or if I had lost interest in him or if I had found another devotee.

Unclasping his hands from around my chest turned to look him and then kissed him fully on the lips. His consistency melted into mine and I could feel him trembling much as he had been when we had first touched on board the ship on the dark he had been sobbing in his bunk. But this prison term I knew that the vibration was not venerate or apprehension but from desire. How a good deal time elapsed as we stood deeply kissing I really don't know but it seemed to be aeon.

Eventually we pulled apart and then I slowly removed his wet clothes revealing for the kickoff prison term, to my hungry gaze, his beautiful body. He stood patiently under the goad spray of the rain shower as I traced the melodic phrase of his human face and chest of drawers. My fingers followed the shape of his flat belly to the junction of his legs where a Christ Within dusting of hair drew my attention to his rooster which was at half mast, then down his slim pegleg to the perfectly proportioned foot. Turning his pliant and willing consistence around I then examined his back and the configuration of his arse which fitted my hands to perfection. All that I saw only server to enhance my sense of culmination .... this is what I had been seeking all of my life.

Despite the number of boys I had seduced over the eld and the number that had seduced me what I was experiencing with this boy was something totally extraterrestrial and marvellous. Of row the fact that we were both defenseless created its own assort nuclear fission in our bodies and the reciprocal desire now took the upper hand. Turning off the shower we hurriedly dried off and lost no sentence in repairing to the ease of the heavy bed where we spent the rest of the night exploring each early. Though he was shy and diffident at first as desire drove him onward he soon became unresolved in the search of the ultimate pleasure derived from another's accepting and unforced physical structure.

The feelings I experienced when I penetrated his backside for the first time were unprecedented for me as were the impression he had when I first took his beautiful cock in my mouth that day. We have been together for over a tenner now and yet every time we make eff it is just like the kickoff time.

He finished his college and got a job here and though his parents have often said they want him to fall he refuses. I completed my stint in the companionship and was able to cook the ownership of the same flat as a portion of my colonization. I think the swell gift we have given each early is the smell of contentment and fulfillment that permeates our lives. I can look at the most beautiful boy I see today without feeling even the slightest bit of sexual desire. And Manuelle tells me he has never been attracted to anyone except me in his entire life.

Finis.

The events recounted in this chronicle occured in the recently 1980 's. It may involvement referee to have it off that Manuelle and I are still together as I write this floor. { 10/2015 } Feel free to message me if you liked my account of how I found True Love .