This storey is a recollective one and contains expressed sex tantrum between an senior man and young boys. If this disturbs you please do not interpret further. While there is some amount of money of sex involved in the history it is not just something to get you hot. There is a thick level to this story.

Liner.

Romance on the High Seas.

When the liner stopped at Manila and the bunch of overweight American tourist trooped down the gangway bearing their luggage, and as usual talking at the top of their voices I was relieved. The tripper from Colombo had not been up to my expectations. I had booked the misstep with visions of slender sleek Asian boys in my mind, and had been overwhelmed by the crowd of fat middle aged American's that had been on gameboard. The one cute Sri Lankan steward on the ship was called Romal and had turned out to be a paid Gigolo who was only interested in the dollars he could milk from the rider, in particular the American's. He swung both means and did not like if he serviced either male or female person as long as a fistful of dollars came his way. I was still young enough to baulk at the approximation of paying for sex and yet not old enough to have reached the state of having to do so to ensure desirable company. I certainly had no intent of spending good money to earmark some gigolo to pound my ass, nor was I will to pay him what he wanted to countenance me to use his body.

As the gimcrack group of tourists sauntered down the gangplank, I stood leaning on the railings waiting with some excitement to see what the new comer would be like, fervently hoping that there would be at least one or two possibility among them. The motley crowd that was now approaching the ship seemed to be fully made up of Asiatic. Leading the pack was a solid phalanx of Japanese occupation men, wearing almost superposable suits with their cameras dangling from their neck opening, and faces wreathed in identical grinning. finis behind them came the Filipino, in family groups being shepherded by nervous looking fathers, all of them radiant as Inachis io in their obviously new dress. One or two of the teenage boys in this lot looked occupy. But the most interesting one of all was dragging along at the tail end of the bunch. He appeared to be a one boy who did not have any familiar or parents in tow. My interest perked up immediately. He looked to be around 19 or 20, though as usual with Asian boys like this he could have been untested. He had the broad malar and clear hairless face distinctive of the part. Unusual was the fact that he was alone and seemed to be carrying just a lowly duffle bag. No suitcase, no camera and no beaming aspect. He was dressed in a pair of scruffy jeans and a silk shirt that looked as if it belonged with a tuxedo, rather than being casually paired with blue jean. As he approached the railing he looked up at me. He had a rather dull pinched look about him and a forlorn facial expression on his face.

I had actually tipped the keeper to ascertain that I would not be forced to share my cabin with some ghastly Japanese business enterprise man or a small minor from one of the Philippine families. He had suspected my stake in gay sex and had, with a lewd blink of an eye, assured me he would see that I got a"suitable"companion for the residue of the journeying to Sydney. He also indicated that he would be expecting me to cough up a decent amount of money if he got me the"right"kind of cabin match. Looking at the rank and file of the new comer I idly wondered just who I would be sharing my cabin with over the next 10 day. I hoped it would be with somebody who was at least presentable if not good looking. And of course of study if it was someone whom I could get up to some"hanky panky"with, so a good deal the better.

Putting aside my misgiving on these matters I went forward to watch with my usual fascination the process of leaving a harbour and heading out to sea. Watching the tug gravy holder bury their sterns almost into the pee as they took up the load on the cables and then sensing the behemoth beneath me lead off to move never ceased to ravish me. Feeling the rumble of the engines starting up and watching the curl of the bow wave rise higher 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 disappearance of solid ground and the endless vistas offered by the open ocean.

When I went down to my cabin to vary for dinner party I could see no grounds of any journey companion. There was no luggage in the cabin and no augury of anyone having entered either. Wondering what was to transpire I went to the dining elbow room and was greeted at the door by Romal. The steward had a smug look on his typeface and while escorting me to my board informed me that he had allotted the second bunk in my cabin to one of the two teenager aged sons of the Filipino kin who would be sharing the table with me. He told me I could *********** whichever of the boys that either took my see, or stirred my loin. He made the introductions to the family who were already seated at the table and with a somewhat proprietorship air announced that I would make the choice as to which of the 2 boys, who were in their late teens, would be sharing my cabin. During the course of dinner I studied both lads carefully. They were not very shy and were quite well spoken and extremely civil as are most Asian lads of that age. Though it was the young of the two that was more surpass I eventually decided that I may have a right chance to entice the older one into playing some private body games at night. When I announced my decision I thought I saw a spirit of disappointment on the younger male child face.

During dinner I noticed that the single boy I had seen earlier was seated with a group of 3 Nipponese business men at an table not so far away from mine. He still had the dull listless look on his nerve and seemed to be quite lost in his own cosmos. The Japanese men at his tabular array tried to include him in their animize conversation but he was not very responsive and soon they were ignoring him completely. He left the board very soon, after picking at his food for thought though hardly eating much. When I was taking my usual walk around the deck after dinner again I noticed the boy sitting alone in a quiet recess of the pack of cards and began to wonder about him. But I did not intrude on his purdah and soon decided to go below. When I reached my cabin I found that the elder of the 2 boys who had been at the board was already inside and lying in the upper built in bed. As I had observer during dinner he was a pleasant looking boy and was now lolling at his ease dressed in only a couple of boxer shorts, and reading what appeared to be a comic rule book.

decision making that the scoop way to discover whether he would be amenable to some fun and frolic would be to let him"see"me as I was changing into my nighttime garb which was a similar dyad of boxers, I started to move out my wearing apparel and standing fully naked in front of the mirror proceeded to put on my shorts, managing to take a lot longer than usual to do so to insure he could take in a unspoiled look at what I possessed. I could see from his reflection that he was occupy in what he saw and was gazing with enraptured aid at my consistency. His attention was riveted on my penis and balls and he did not acknowledge me watching him in the mirror. I could also see a bm in his shorts as his prick started to rise.



turning away from the mirror I went and leaning against the bunk and put my bridge player directly on his semifinal gruelling cock. I got a reaction from him ... ... but it was not what I had expected. Without a speech sound of protest or refusal he simply let his comical Holy Scripture dip over his grimace and lay perfectly still, though his cock rose to full erection and was throbbing under my script. I squeezed it slightly and felt him uprise even harder. I lifted my other hand to his chest and started to gently manoeuvre with his teat. The areolas were large and of the wonderful colour only found on Asiatic people. Soon his teat were also hard and standing exonerated. Lowering my backtalk to his chest I started to suck them alternately. I explored his thighs and abject belly and was soon kissing and licking his belly button and the line of very well pubic hair that started on his stomach and disappeared into his boxers. Through all this, other than the pounding of his cock and its extremum hardness, he made no sound or remark or movement. His work force were still holding the laughable Book over his face. Slipping both my arms beneath his eubstance I lifted him and brought him down to lie on my berth, and stretched myself alongside him. But when I tried to remove the funny covering his face he made a negative sound and firmly held it in space. Having had anterior experience with many Asian son I immediately understood he wanted the cabin light turned off and was not unforced to look directly at my face or consistency in the light.

Only after I switched off the lights and the cabin was plunged into darkness did he allow me to take away the book. In the sum nighttime his restraint and inhibitions were throw off aside. He responded to my osculation and was soon exploring my body with his hands just as I was exploring his, allowing me to examine his mouthpiece with my knife and then putting his tongue deep into my back talk. Very soon both of us were completely nude and with hard prick pressed on heavily prick we continued sucking and Gallic caressing. He allowed me to move down till his cock was in my mouth and then slowly pivoted his consistence around so he could do the like to me. But when in my eagerness to go farther I started to explore the crack of his ass and my finger was searching for his entryway hole. He stopped sucking my pecker and whispered in a barely audible representative,"Uncle ... Please Uncle ... No anal"Respecting his wishes I stopped myself and continued to delight the early pleasure offered by his lithe slim organic structure and tool. We very soon reached our culmination and ejaculated in each early's mouths. He then turned himself around again and lay next to me with his straits resting on my shoulders, his leg thrown over my thigh and his limp cock pressed to the slope of my leg, my hammer gripped in his hand. He was soon dissipated asleep. I also dropped off to sleep well pleased by the change in my luck.

Very early the next morning, before it became undimmed, he slid from my bed and climbed up to his upper berth. I heard him moving around as he pulled on his clothes and then he got down and left the cabin. I saw him next at the tabular array when I went for my breakfast. He barely looked up as I sat down and a red blush spread across his facial expression. Behaving in a very pattern way I greeted the menage without paying any unseemly attention to the male child. I spoke to his parents and his brother and included him in some of the general comment. I knew the situation. He was afraid and unsure about how I would behave after our dalliance of the late night and unwilling to look at or face me. I was eventually able to get him alone in a nook of the deck, though he had tried his best to avoid me, I told him that what we had done the old night was nothing to be shy or ashamed about, but was of course best kept to ourselves and not intimated to anyone else. As he understood that I was not going to propagate our connection by my demeanour or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to look at me while I was speaking and the rosy colouring receded from his face.

I also told him I had enjoyed the experience and hoped he had as well. I also let him know that unless he was occupy in a repeat performance I would not call for it from him. He was aegir enough to accede to having another session that night. After dinner the simply difference to the former day's experience was that when I entered the cabin I found him already on my place and wearing only his undies which clearly showed his state of foreplay. I enjoyed myself tasting and teasing him and was able to prolong the session for a much tenacious prison term and we both achieved a number of ejaculation before we finally dozed off.

I spent much of the pursue day as I usually did, close to the bow of the ship, watching the unfolding sea and the dolphins jumping straighten out of the water before cris- crossing under the sauceboat only to repeat their jump of hug drug. Towards the latter voice of the afternoon when nigh of the rider were resting Romal the custodian approached me. The look on his face was enough to severalise me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my associate passenger. Not wanting to deny it or to avoid the publication I gave him the sum I had agreed to pay him for helping me. He had a smug smiling on his face when he asked me if I now wanted a change of partner. He then told me that I could call upon the younger of the two blood brother also if I was so fain, as he had discovered the boy in a compromising body politic with one of the Jap occupation men during the sunup and had told him he would keep it a hugger-mugger if the boy would consent to sharing my cabin for a night or so. Apparently the boy was eagre and very bequeath to sample what I had to offer and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his elder brother, which he had discovered by observing his brothers reaction to me over the 2 previous days and by questioning him about it. He also told Romal that he had been hoping that I would choose him to parcel my cabin and had been most foiled when I had picked his brother.

Seeking out the elder boy I asked if he objected to the proposed variety. Though knowing full moon well what would transpire, he quite readily agreed to reserve his younger Brother to occupy my cabin that Night. While having dinner I studied the younger boy. I soon came to the conclusion that he was actually the respectable 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 materialize between us later that dark. My suspicions were soon confirmed. He entered the cabin a few minutes after I did and without saying a word locked the door. Unlike his senior brother he showed no signs of the usual Asian shyness and without troubling to switch off the light he stripped off his clothes and dropping then on the storey came and stood in front of me. His young and flowing body was enticing. He had very just a minor amount of money of pubic hair that enhanced the forward jutting member and slap-up round of drinks balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to shower candy kiss and salt lick on my face and sass.

Then he slowly proceeded to disinvest me of all my clothes, allowing me to do no more than put forward my ass from the bunk so he could err my bloomers and underwear from under me making as naked as he was. Again settling astride my lap his candy kiss soon had me getting aroused. He was much more relaxed than his elder blood brother and appeared to have absolutely no inhibitions. My tool soon rose to a stand and he settled himself astride me allowing it to fall away between the soft small nerve of his ass and as it found the entrance to his butt he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my cock slid in without any need of lube. It was evident he was much more get than his blood brother and had no reticence to getting fucked. He then pushed me flat on to my rachis and started to drive my cock with an wantonness I had never encountered before in an Asian boy.

As he was rising and falling on the length of my cock I grasped his SOB which was slopped as a board and wanked him. We reached coming almost simultaneously and he shot his embarrassing boy's cum all over my chest and typeface as my load deposited itself abstruse in his hole. acerate leaf to say we did not log Z's much that night. He was youth and eager to research all I could shew and teach him [ which was not very often ] But one lieu he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his back with his legs resting on my shoulders and his cute ass gap widely before me and to stimulate my turncock pushed into him so deep that my pubic fuzz rubbed roughly against the pelt around his hole. He unlike his elder brother was not shy to talk about his previous experiences and to look up to the size and duration of my stopcock and its hardness and the fact that I was able to get a rise almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.

He told me his brother's grounds for avoiding anal sex was that he was in"hump"with another boy in their plate town and was"preserving"himself for that boy. He kept me caller for the next 3 days of our voyage and often would steal up to me during the day and with a wink ask me if I wanted to"involve a rest ”. Of course it was anything but a rest he had in idea. By the end of the fourth day I think we both felt we had done everything any 2 people could do together in bed and were both ready for a modification of pace and partner.

After we discussed this he happily ran off to find Romal and see which of the Jap job men he could next seduce and to gain entry to that human beings cabin. He also told me his ambition was to sleep with every usable 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 smell were attractive and there was something very appealing about his woebegone look and I asked Romal to arrange for him to be my succeeding cabin fellow. I had absolutely no idea if I would come up him to be an good-humoured companion or if I could wheedle him into my bed but whatever the outcome I decided that I wanted to bump 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 interchange for dinner I noticed that the boy's duffle bag was lying on the pep pill bunk bed though there was no sign of the zodiac of the lad himself. He was present at the dining tabular array for dinner party but hardly responded to any of the questions that the others put to him ... as they were speaking a Filipino dialect I could not realize what was being said but from the short responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying much. I myself refrained from saying anything other than a"beneficial eventide"When I returned to the cabin after my usual after dinner walking around the ship's deck the boy was already there. He was lying on his rot staring at the ceiling and appeared lost in though.

Even though he was not very willing to answer my enquiry I was able to drag some of his taradiddle from him with deadening affected role and simple questions. His name was Manuelle. He had lived in manila from his nativity, and was now on his way to Sidney to fall in a college after he had won a encyclopedism there. He was infelicitous at having to allow everything he had ever known and to have to go to a strange and new place. His family circumstances prevented any of his people from accompanying him and he was very apprehensive of what he would observe in Sydney. At that prison term I did not make any spread reference to my intellect for having him as my cabin mate for the rest of the voyage, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much closer range than I had in the past few sidereal day, was quite taken with his smell and that the desire to hold him in my bed was getting warm by the minute. After I had heard his floor, during the tattle of which he had got more unlax and had started to respond Thomas More easily, I turned off all the lights and went to sleep.

It was well into the still watches of the Night that I was woken by a speech sound. It was the phone of someone stifling his crying. I got up from my bunk and turning on the dim dreary Night twinkle in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a ice of water supply and giving it to him asked what the trouble was. Eventually after a lot disinclination he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his Brother and sisters and crime syndicate. How I got him to do it I do not know, but I got him to come and sit next to me on my rot and putting an arm around his articulatio humeri told him not to care too much.

At commencement he was stiff and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his point on my shoulder joint though his body was still shaken from time to metre with his sobs. We sat like that for quite some time and his crying slowly came to a stop consonant, though I could find his whole body was tense up and trembling. I got him to lie down future to me on my bunk and wrapped him in my coat of arms. We dropped off to catch some Z's lying like that with the blueing night light still on. There was zero sexual in our actions just one body taking comfort from the proximity of another. I woke the next morning to observe his head nestled on my articulatio humeri, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my thighs. I could feel the whole of his slim down slender systema skeletale pressed up close to my body. My feelings were quite complex. I was still attracted to him and interested 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 wrap 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 bunk and started to stammer out apologies. 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 know about each other. At first it was not an well-heeled task to get him to mouth 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 open about his lifetime. That Nox when we returned to the cabin after dinner it did not claim much to persuade him to fare and lie down next to me. Strangely for me I never made any endeavor to introduce any intimate part into our family relationship and for the future 3 days and nighttime our human relationship was platonic and consisted of disbursal often of the day together, chatting and learning many details about each other. The dark were spent in talking and then sleeping together in one rot with him lying cradled in my arms. Eventually I did state him about my sexuality and liking for boy but also made it quite unclutter that I would not make any need for sex or expect him to do anything he was not concern 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 Light including the blue night light that had been kept on for the previous few night. As the darkness settled around us he hesitatingly told me that as that would be the conclusion 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 explore his body I told him that I was not concern in such an arranging. I was attracted to him and would take in enjoyed having sex with him, but that it should be, that he wanted to do it, because he liked me and not to rejoin me for just a simple act of kindness. Lying next to me in the darkness he seemed to finger to a greater extent secure and began to speak about his taking into custody of reaching Sydney the next day and of what he was to do. His incertitude about being able-bodied to find accommodation and of what would be facing him in the college. When we eventually dropped off to sleep he was still comfortably wrapped in my arms and as on the previous 3 nights slept through the Nox without any planetary house of the first night's homesickness or angst.

It was after we woke the future daybreak and having finished breakfast returned to the cabin to pack our belongings in anticipation of the landing at Sydney that I began to initiate the mind 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 business organisation and in the sphere I had been allotted a company flat. Though I was alone the flat 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 oneself digs or staying as a paying guest in some rooming house he could hail and parcel my flat trough he was settled in the college and had found his way around Sydney. Of line I made it quite shed light on to him that I would not expect to receive any intimate favours from him in return for this. Our organisation would allow him to feel secure as he would feature me around in the even and since he was now somewhat companion with me he would not feel so alone or turn too homesick. I expected him to hesitate or show some signs of his in the beginning aloofness, but as I made the proposal of marriage, I saw his face and temper lighten and for the low time since I had laid optic on him 10 days previously I saw a big grin scatter across his nerve. Throwing his sleeve around me he hugged me close and said he would be only too felicitous to come up and persist with me in the flat.

It was past 6 pm when the ship berthed and when the landing formality were over we were almost the first I to debark, catching a cab we went directly to the categorical. Getting the keys from the construction super we let ourselves in. It was a pleasant east veneer unconditional and from the balcony in the front we had a squeamish thought of the beach dappled with the vestige of the buildings thrown there by the setting sun. On the right English there was a large bedroom also facing east, with French windows that opened to a separate balcony and a slightly smaller bedchamber on the left incline of the sitting room. I offered to let Manuelle use the larger room as his need of space to hold back his al-Qur'an etc was more than mine. But he said he would favor to birth the smaller way and was soon busy unpacking his merger property in it. I unpacked my stuff in the master bedroom and flopped down on the encompassing bed and without meaning to, was soon legal asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to incur that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying next to me with his implements of war around me and his altogether slim body pressed to the length of my own. It was quite a fellow sensation since we had spent the last 4 Night sleeping in somewhat the same fashion, thought the bed in the flat was large and full with plenty of room unlike the situation on the ship.

Next morning it was quite early when the pearly light of the rising sun coming through the surface window roused me from my sleep. Manuelle was still lying side by side to me though now it was my subdivision wrapped around his body and his pert seat pressed back into my fork. Over the next few Day and calendar week this became the position we almost always woke up in. I would come house from the role to incur Manuelle deep in his studies. We would either cook ourselves a meal or go out for dinner and arrive back to the categoric. I would read for a time and he would read or we would sit together and chat about our day. I would usually go to bed before he would and when he had finished his bailiwick he would slip into my bed and press against me. It was a pleasant superstar but still without any var. of sexual excitement. For me to be in bed with a nubile early days and yet not to want a sexual release was something I had not yet experienced in my life

This platonic kind relationship was something very strange for me. I was more accustomed to having sex than doing without it. But for some reason I did not want to be the one to induct any frame of sexuality into our relationship. Normally I would have been very aroused by the presence of such a attractive boy, for Manuelle was very much of the sort of boy I always liked. Since his human face had lost the worry and pilfer expression he had carried when I first saw him he had over the interpose time blossomed into a very sweet looking and attractive boy. His slim lithe body was without a trace of tomentum [ or at least what parts I had seen of it were ] and his face had taken on a radiant flavor with a beaming smile forever hovering around his full sass. And though both he and I were often semi erect in the morning when we woke I had no idea of what he had hidden beneath his shorts.

It was perhaps around 6 workweek from when we had moved into the flatbed together that the situation altered. It was a Friday evening and the next 2 daytime were holidays. I was quite late in returning to the flat having stayed in the post to clear all pending work so that Sat and William Ashley Sunday could be spent just lazing around on the beach or wandering around Sydney seeing the vision. As was my want when returning from piece of work I went straight to my bedroom and stripped off my clothes and headed into the bathroom for a shower. Standing under the streaming flow of water supply I was quite unaware of the bathroom threshold opening and the entry of another person into the room, until I felt someone press up against my binding and 2 weapons system came around and gripped me in a stringent bosom. It was of course Manuelle and he was still fully dressed. Holding his dead body voiceless against mine he began to speak. He told me that he had expected me to make the offset move towards introducing sex into our relationship.

In fact he had been expecting me to do this for over a calendar month and had even tried to tempt me by wearing skimpy shorts around the flat and when sleeping next to me he had tried to show me he was make 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 torso. He then proceeded to ask me if I still desired him in a sexual way or if I had lost stake in him or if I had found another buff.

Unclasping his hands from around my breast turned to look him and then kissed him fully on the lips. His physical structure melted into mine and I could find him trembling much as he had been when we had first touched on instrument panel the ship on the night he had been sobbing in his bunk. But this time I knew that the trembling was not awe or apprehension but from desire. How much sentence elapsed as we stood deeply kissing I really don't know but it seemed to be aeons.

Eventually we pulled apart and then I slowly removed his wet clothes revealing for the kickoff prison term, to my thirsty gaze, his beautiful consistency. He stood patiently under the needle nebuliser of the shower bath as I traced the line of descent of his aspect and pectus. My fingers followed the shape of his flat belly to the junction of his legs where a swooning dusting of pilus drew my attending to his dick which was at half mast, then down his slim branch to the perfectly proportioned foot. Turning his pliant and will soundbox around I then examined his back and the build of his arse which fitted my hands to perfection. All that I saw only server to enhance my sense of mop up .... this is what I had been seeking all of my life.

Despite the identification number of boys I had seduced over the year and the number that had seduced me what I was experiencing with this boy was something totally noncitizen and wonderful. Of course the fact that we were both naked created its own discriminate fission in our eubstance and the mutual desire now took the speed hand. Turning off the cascade we hurriedly dried off and lost no clock time in repairing to the solace of the large bed where we spent the rest period of the night exploring each early. Though he was shy and diffident at first as desire drove him onward he soon became subject in the hunting of the ultimate pleasure derived from another's accepting and willing body.

The opinion I experienced when I penetrated his backside for the first meter were unprecedented for me as were the tactual sensation he had when I first took his beautiful cock in my mouth that day. We have been together for over a decade now and yet every sentence we make love it is just like the number one time.

He finished his college and got a job here and though his parents have often said they want him to return he refuses. I completed my stint in the company and was able-bodied to manipulate the ownership of the same flatbed as a part of my small town. I think the greatest gift we have given each early is the feeling of contentment and fulfilment that permeates our biography. 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 effect recounted in this story occured in the late 1980 's. It may interest reviewer to roll in the hay that Manuelle and I are still together as I write this taradiddle. { 10/2015 } feel free to message me if you liked my account of how I found True making love .