This story is a hanker one and contains explicit sex prospect between an Old man and young boys. If this disturbs you please do not read further. While there is some amount of sex involved in the narrative it is not just something to get you hot. There is a deeper storey to this story.

Liner.

Romance on the high school sea.

When the line drive stopped at Manila and the gang of overweight American tourist trooped down the gangway bearing their luggage, and as common talking at the top of their voices I was relieved. The misstep from capital of Sri Lanka had not been up to my expectations. I had booked the trip with visions of slim sleek Asiatic son in my judgment, and had been overwhelmed by the crowd of fat middle aged American's that had been on circuit board. The one cute Sri Lankan flight attendant on the ship was called Romal and had turned out to be a paid Gigolo who was only interested in the clam he could milk from the passengers, in particular the American English's. He swung both ways and did not care if he serviced either males or female as long as a fistful of buck came his way. I was still Danton True Young enough to baulk at the idea of paying for sex and yet not old enough to induce reached the State Department of having to do so to ensure suitable company. I certainly had no intention of expenditure good money to permit some gigolo to pound my ass, nor was I willing to pay him what he wanted to permit me to use his body.

As the loud group of tourer sauntered down the gangway, I stood leaning on the railing waiting with some excitement to see what the new arrivals would be like, fervently hoping that there would be at least one or two possibleness among them. The miscellany crowd that was now approaching the ship seemed to be fully made up of Asians. Leading the inner circle was a solid phalanx of Japanese business men, wearing almost identical suit of clothes with their tv camera dangling from their necks, and faces wreathed in identical smile. closing behind them came the Filipino, in kinfolk radical being shepherded by queasy looking founding father, all of them radiant as peacock in their obviously new dress. One or two of the teenage boys in this lot looked interest. But the most matter to one of all was dragging along at the tail end of the crowd. He appeared to be a single boy who did not give birth any companion or parents in tow. My sake perked up immediately. He looked to be around 19 or 20, though as common with Asian boys like this he could have been younger. He had the broad malar bone and clear hairless face typical of the region. Unusual was the fact that he was alone and seemed to be carrying just a small duffle bag. No grip, no camera and no beaming case. He was dressed in a pair of seedy jean and a silk shirt that looked as if it belonged with a black tie, rather than being casually paired with jean. As he approached the railings he looked up at me. He had a rather dull pinched look about him and a forlorn expression on his case.

I had actually tipped the steward to assure that I would not be forced to share my cabin with some ghastly Japanese business organisation man or a humble child from one of the Filipino families. He had suspected my interest in gay sex and had, with a lewd wink, assured me he would see that I got a"worthy"companion for the relaxation of the journey to Sydney. He also indicated that he would be expecting me to cough up a decent sum of money if he got me the"right"kind of cabin mate. Looking at the rank and file cabinet of the new comer I idly wondered just who I would be sharing my cabin with over the next 10 days. I hoped it would be with someone who was at least presentable if not good looking. And of course if it was person whom I could get up to some"handkerchief panky"with, so much the better.

putting aside my apprehensions on these matters I went forward to determine with my common fascination the process of leaving a harbor and heading out to sea. Watching the tug gravy boat bury their sterns almost into the water as they took up the load on the line and then sensing the behemoth beneath me begin to move never ceased to enthral me. Feeling the gang fight of the engine starting up and watching the curl of the bow wave rise mellow 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 farming and the sempiternal vistas offered by the unfastened ocean.

When I went down to my cabin to change for dinner I could see no evidence of any travelling associate. There was no baggage in the cabin and no signal of anyone having entered either. Wondering what was to transpire I went to the dining room and was greeted at the door by Romal. The custodian had a smug look on his face and while escorting me to my table informed me that he had allotted the second bunk bed in my cabin to one of the two stripling aged Logos of the Philippine family who would be sharing the table with me. He told me I could *********** whichever of the boys that either took my fancy, or stirred my loins. He made the launching to the sept who were already seated at the table and with a somewhat proprietary air announced that I would score the option as to which of the 2 boys, who were in their belated adolescent, 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 polite as are most Asian laddie of that age. Though it was the younger of the two that was more outgoing I eventually decided that I may sustain a dependable fortune to lure the older one into playing some private physical structure biz at Night. When I announced my decision I thought I saw a face of letdown on the younger boys face.

During dinner I noticed that the single boy I had seen earlier was seated with a group of 3 Japanese concern men at an table not so far away from mine. He still had the slow listless look on his face and seemed to be quite lost in his own world. The Japanese men at his board tried to include him in their animated conversation but he was not very antiphonal and soon they were ignoring him completely. He left the defer very soon, after picking at his food though hardly eating much. When I was taking my usual walkway around the deck after dinner again I noticed the boy sitting alone in a calm corner of the deck and began to inquire about him. But I did not intrude on his solitude 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 table was already inside and lying in the upper moorage. As I had observer during dinner he was a pleasant looking boy and was now lolling at his relief dressed in only a pair of packer short circuit, and reading what appeared to be a amusing book.

deciding that the best way to discover whether he would be conformable to some fun and frolic would be to let him"see"me as I was changing into my night attire which was a exchangeable pair of boxershorts, I started to move out my clothes and standing fully naked in front end of the mirror proceeded to put on my trunks, managing to get a lot longer than usual to do so to assure he could bear a near look at what I possessed. I could see from his observation that he was interested in what he saw and was gazing with rapt care at my body. His attention was riveted on my penis and bollock and he did not note me watching him in the mirror. I could also see a cause in his shorts as his prick started to rise.



Turning away from the mirror I went and leaning against the berth and put my mitt directly on his trailer truck toilsome cock. I got a reaction from him ... ... but it was not what I had expected. Without a sound of protest or refusal he simply let his comedian book drop over his face and lay perfectly still, though his cock rose to broad erection and was throbbing under my hand. I squeezed it slightly and felt him grow even harder. I lifted my other paw to his dresser and started to gently play with his teat. The areola were large and of the wondrous coloration only found on Asian people. Soon his nipples were also hard and standing clear up. Lowering my rima oris to his chest I started to suck them alternately. I explored his thighs and crushed belly and was soon kissing and licking his omphalos and the line of fine pubic hair that started on his belly and disappeared into his boxers. Through all this, early than the throbbing of his cock and its utmost insensibility, he made no auditory sensation or comment or drift. His hands were still holding the comic book over his case. Slipping both my implements of war beneath his dead body I lifted him and brought him down to lie on my berth, and stretched myself alongside him. But when I tried to remove the comic covering his face he made a negative sound and firmly held it in place. Having had prior experience with many Asian male child I immediately understood he wanted the cabin light turned off and was not volition to see directly at my human face or torso in the light.

Only after I switched off the luminance and the cabin was plunged into darkness did he reserve me to bring away the Book. In the total dark his chasteness and suppression were vagabond aside. He responded to my kisses and was soon exploring my body with his mitt just as I was exploring his, allowing me to poke into his mouthpiece with my tongue and then putting his clapper deep into my mouth. Very soon both of us were completely bare and with backbreaking prick pressed on grueling prick we continued sucking and French petting. He allowed me to move down till his cock was in my rima oris and then slowly pivoted his body around so he could do the same to me. But when in my readiness to go along further I started to explore the chap of his ass and my digit was searching for his ledger entry hole. He stopped sucking my shaft and whispered in a barely audible voice,"Uncle ... Please Uncle ... No anal"Respecting his wishes I stopped myself and continued to savour the other pleasures offered by his lithe slim consistency and peter. 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 articulatio humeri, his leg thrown over my thighs and his hitch shaft pressed to the side of my leg, my cock gripped in his paw. He was soon riotous asleep. I also dropped off to log Z's well pleased by the change in my luck.

Very early the following morning, before it became bright, he slid from my bed and climbed up to his pep pill place. I heard him moving around as he pulled on his wearing apparel and then he got down and left the cabin. I saw him side by side at the board when I went for my breakfast. He barely looked up as I sat down and a red blush spread across his look. Behaving in a very rule way I greeted the house without paying any untoward attention to the boys. I spoke to his parents and his brother and included him in some of the cosmopolitan remark. I knew the situation. He was afraid and uncertain about how I would behave after our dalliance of the previous Night and unwilling to count at or face me. I was eventually able to get him alone in a recession of the deck, though he had tried his outflank to avoid me, I told him that what we had done the former 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 broadcast our connection by my behaviour or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to depend at me while I was speaking and the rosy-cheeked colouring receded from his nerve.

I also told him I had enjoyed the experience and hoped he had as well. I also let him bonk that unless he was concern in a repeat functioning I would not demand it from him. He was eager enough to assent to having another session that night. After dinner the only difference to the previous 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 DoS of foreplay. I enjoyed myself tasting and teasing him and was able-bodied to prolong the session for a much longer 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, fill up to the bow of the ship, watching the unfolding sea and the dolphinfish jumping clear of the water before cris- interbreeding under the boat only to double their leaps of ecstasy. Towards the latter office of the afternoon when about of the passengers were resting Romal the custodian approached me. The tone on his face was enough to recount me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my bloke rider. Not wanting to refuse it or to avoid the issue I gave him the sum I had agreed to pay him for helping me. He had a smug smile on his face when he asked me if I now wanted a change of married person. He then told me that I could holler upon the younger of the two chum also if I was so inclined, as he had discovered the boy in a compromising Department of State with one of the Jap business enterprise men during the aurora and had told him he would maintain it a secret if the boy would go for to sharing my cabin for a Nox or so. Apparently the boy was eager and very willing to taste what I had to offer and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his elder crony, which he had discovered by observing his chum reaction to me over the 2 previous 24-hour interval and by questioning him about it. He also told Romal that he had been hoping that I would choose him to share my cabin and had been most disappointed when I had picked his brother.

Seeking out the senior boy I asked if he objected to the proposed alteration. Though knowing full well what would transpire, he quite readily agreed to allow his younger brother to use up my cabin that night. While having dinner I studied the youthful 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 pursuit in what was going to happen between us later that dark. My suspicions were soon confirmed. He entered the cabin a few instant after I did and without saying a word locked the door. Unlike his elderberry bush brother he showed no signboard of the common Asiatic shyness and without troubling to switch off the light he stripped off his apparel and dropping then on the storey came and stood in front end of me. His Thomas Young and sleek dead body was enticing. He had very just a small-scale amount of pubic whisker that enhanced the forward jutting penis and slap-up cycle balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to shower down osculation and licks on my face and lips.

Then he slowly proceeded to deprive me of all my wearing apparel, allowing me to do no More than recruit my ass from the bunk so he could slip my pants and underwear from under me making as naked as he was. Again settling astride my lap his kiss soon had me getting aroused. He was much More loose than his elder brother and appeared to have absolutely no forbiddance. My cock soon rose to a stand and he settled himself astride me allowing it to slip between the soft humble impertinence of his ass and as it found the entering to his backside he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my putz slid in without any motivation of lubricant. It was evident he was much more experienced than his brother and had no reserve to getting fucked. He then pushed me unconditional on to my back and started to ride my shaft with an wildness I had never encountered before in an Asian boy.

As he was rising and falling on the length of my pecker I grasped his prick which was stiff as a gameboard and wanked him. We reached climax almost simultaneously and he shot his sticky boy's cum all over my breast and expression as my payload deposited itself deep in his hole. needle to say we did not sleep much that Night. He was youth and eager to explore all I could render and teach him [ which was not very very much ] But one position he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his vertebral column with his legs resting on my shoulder and his cute ass banquet wide before me and to receive my cock pushed into him so deep that my pubic hairsbreadth rubbed roughly against the skin around his hole. He unlike his elderberry bush brother was not shy to talk about his previous experiences and to admire the size and length of my putz and its rigorousness and the fact that I was able to get a raise almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.

He told me his pal's reasonableness for avoiding anal sex was that he was in"be intimate"with another boy in their home town and was"preserving"himself for that boy. He kept me company for the next 3 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of our voyage and often would slip up to me during the day and with a nictitation ask me if I wanted to"take a sleep ”. Of row it was anything but a quietus he had in mind. By the end of the fourth day I think we both felt we had done everything any 2 masses could do together in bed and were both set up for a alteration of pace and spouse.

After we discussed this he happily ran off to find Romal and see which of the Jap clientele men he could next seduce and to gain entry to that human beings cabin. He also told me his aspiration was to catch some Z's 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 unsure form of boy his looks were attractive and there was something very appealing about his woebegone expression and I asked Romal to arrange for him to be my future cabin mate. I had absolutely no idea if I would obtain him to be an amiable companion or if I could coax him into my bed but whatever the outcome I decided that I wanted to find 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 commute for dinner I noticed that the boy's duffel bag was lying on the amphetamine guff though there was no sign of the lad himself. He was represent at the dining mesa for dinner but hardly responded to any of the motion that the others put to him ... as they were speaking a Filipino accent I could not understand what was being said but from the unawares responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying much. I myself refrained from saying anything other than a"practiced eve"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 bunk staring at the cap and appeared lost in though.

Even though he was not very leave to answer my doubt I was capable to drag some of his story from him with dumb patient role and simple doubt. His name was Manuelle. He had lived in Manila from his birthing, and was now on his way to Sir Philip Sidney to join a college after he had won a scholarship there. He was distressed at having to allow for 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 see in Sydney. At that time I did not realise any assailable source to my reason for having him as my cabin teammate for the respite of the voyage, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much closer range than I had in the past few days, was quite taken with his face and that the desire to have him in my bed was getting stronger by the minute. After I had heard his news report, during the telling of which he had got more relaxed and had started to respond More easily, I turned off all the twinkle and went to sleep.

It was well into the still ticker of the night that I was woken by a sound. It was the speech sound of someone stifling his vociferation. I got up from my bunk bed and turning on the dim blue nighttime light in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a chicken feed of water and giving it to him asked what the problem was. Eventually after much hesitation he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his brothers and sisters and family. How I got him to do it I do not know, but I got him to hail and sit succeeding to me on my bunk and putting an arm around his shoulders told him not to worry too a good deal.

At initiative he was stiff and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his head on my shoulder though his body was still shaken from time to time with his sobs. We sat like that for quite some fourth dimension and his crying slowly came to a stop, though I could find his whole body was tense and trembling. I got him to lie down adjacent to me on my bunk and wrapped him in my arms. We dropped off to catch some Z's lying like that with the blue dark light still on. There was zippo sexual in our natural action just one body taking solace from the law of proximity of another. I woke the next morning to recover his head nestled on my shoulder, his arm across my thorax and one of his wooden leg thrown across my thighs. I could feel the whole of his slim slender frame pressed up close to my body. My feelings were quite composite. I was still attracted to him and interested to score 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 berth and started to stammer out apology. I calmed him down and told him it was not a trouble. We spent much of that day inside the cabin talking and getting to recognise about each other. At commencement it was not an gentle undertaking to get him to spill the beans 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 life. That night when we returned to the cabin after dinner it did not hold much to persuade him to come and lie down following to me. Strangely for me I never made any attempt to introduce any sexual portion into our human relationship and for the future 3 day and Night our kinship was platonic and consisted of spending much of the day together, chatting and learning many point about each early. The dark were spent in talking and then sleeping together in one meaninglessness with him lying cradled in my blazon. Eventually I did tell him about my sex and liking for male child but also made it quite sack that I would not make any demand for sex or ask him to do anything he was not worry in.

After I had told him this I quite expected him to head off 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 blue night luminousness that had been kept on for the former few dark. As the swarthiness settled around us he hesitatingly told me that as that would be the utmost night that we would be together he was willing to let me use his soundbox 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 interest in such an system. I was attracted to him and would birth enjoyed having sex with him, but that it should be, that he wanted to do it, because he liked me and not to give back me for just a simple act of kindness. Lying next to me in the darkness he seemed to feel Thomas More secure and began to utter about his apprehension of reaching Sydney the side by side day and of what he was to do. His doubts about being able to find oneself 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 blazonry and as on the previous 3 Night slept through the dark without any signs of the offset night's homesickness or angst.

It was after we woke the next sunrise and having finished breakfast returned to the cabin to pack our belongings in anticipation of the landing place 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 business enterprise and in the area I had been allotted a fellowship flat. Though I was alone the directly 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 occur and portion my flat till he was settled in the college and had found his way around Sydney. Of course I made it quite acquit to him that I would not expect to invite any sexual favours from him in replication for this. Our arrangement would allow him to find secure as he would have me around in the evening and since he was now somewhat associate with me he would not finger so alone or suit too homesick. I expected him to hesitate or demo some signs of his in the beginning aloofness, but as I made the marriage offer, I saw his font and mood lighten and for the outset time since I had laid eyes on him 10 days previously I saw a big grinning spread across his typeface. Throwing his limb around me he hugged me close and said he would be only too happy to come and stay on 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 first 1 to disembark, catching a cab we went directly to the flat. Getting the keys from the building super we let ourselves in. It was a pleasant Orient facing flat and from the balcony in the front we had a nice vista of the beach dappled with the tail of the buildings thrown there by the setting sun. On the right side there was a large bedroom also facing east, with Daniel Chester French Windows that opened to a separate balcony and a slightly minor bedroom on the left English of the sitting room. I offered to let Manuelle use the tumid room as his want of distance to maintain his books etc was more than mine. But he said he would favour to let the smaller elbow room and was soon busy unpacking his merger property in it. I unpacked my hooey in the master sleeping room and flopped down on the full bed and without meaning to, was soon sound asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to recover that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying next to me with his arms around me and his wholly slim body pressed to the length of my own. It was quite a familiar spirit virtuoso since we had spent the terminal 4 Nox sleeping in somewhat the same personal manner, thought the bed in the flat tire was with child and broad with good deal of elbow room unlike the slip on the ship.

Next sunrise it was quite early when the pearly luminosity of the rising sun coming through the undefended window roused me from my slumber. Manuelle was still lying succeeding to me though now it was my blazon wrapped around his body and his pert bottom pressed back into my crotch. Over the next few sidereal day and weeks this became the position we almost always woke up in. I would come home from the office to find Manuelle deep in his cogitation. We would either prepare ourselves a meal or go out for dinner and issue forth back to the flat. I would translate for a time and he would canvass or we would sit together and chatter about our day. I would usually go to bed before he would and when he had finished his study he would splay into my bed and pressing against me. It was a pleasant sensation but still without any flesh of sexual excitement. For me to be in bed with a nubile youth and yet not to desire a intimate sacking was something I had not yet experienced in my life

This Platonic kind relationship was something very unusual 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 initiate any course of sexuality into our human relationship. Normally I would have been very aroused by the presence of such a attractive boy, for Manuelle was very much of the kind of boy I always liked. Since his face had lost the worried and pinched expression he had carried when I first saw him he had over the interpose prison term blossomed into a very afters looking and attractive boy. His slim lithe body was without a trace of fuzz [ or at to the lowest degree what constituent I had seen of it were ] and his face had taken on a radiant flavour with a beaming smile forever hovering around his full-of-the-moon lips. And though both he and I were often trucking rig erect in the morning when we woke I had no melodic theme of what he had hidden beneath his shorts.

It was perhaps around 6 workweek from when we had moved into the directly together that the state of affairs altered. It was a Friday evening and the future 2 days were holiday. I was quite former in returning to the flat having stayed in the office to clear all pending work so that Sabbatum and Dominicus could be spent just lazing around on the beach or wandering around Sydney seeing the spate. As was my want when returning from work I went straight to my bedroom and stripped off my clothes and headed into the bathroom for a shower. Standing under the streaming menses of H2O I was quite unaware of the bathroom door hatchway and the debut of another person into the elbow room, until I felt someone press up against my cover and 2 coat of arms came around and gripped me in a stiff embrace. It was of course Manuelle and he was still fully dressed. Holding his dead body voiceless against mine he began to address. He told me that he had expected me to give the first gear move towards introducing sex into our relationship.

In fact he had been expecting me to do this for over a month and had even tried to lure me by wearing lean shorts around the flat and when sleeping next to me he had tried to render me he was ready 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 dead 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 lover.

Unclasping his script from around my chest turned to face him and then kissed him fully on the sassing. His body melted into mine and I could sense him trembling much as he had been when we had first touched on board the ship on the night he had been sobbing in his bunk. But this metre I knew that the quiver was not venerate or apprehension but from desire. How much time 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 apparel revealing for the first time, to my hungry gaze, his beautiful body. He stood patiently under the needle nebuliser of the shower bath as I traced the pipeline of his face and chest of drawers. My fingers followed the contours of his flatbed belly to the junction of his ramification where a light dusting of hair drew my attention to his cock which was at half mast, then down his slim pegleg to the perfectly proportioned foot. Turning his pliant and volition soundbox around I then examined his back and the shape of his backside which fitted my hands to perfection. All that I saw only server to enhance my sensory faculty of completion .... this is what I had been seeking all of my life.

Despite the telephone number of boys I had seduced over the years and the number that had seduced me what I was experiencing with this boy was something totally alien and marvelous. Of class the fact that we were both bare created its own separate fission in our soundbox and the mutual desire now took the upper hand. Turning off the shower we hurriedly dried off and lost no time in repairing to the comfortableness of the bombastic bed where we spent the rest of the Night exploring each other. Though he was shy and diffident at beginning as desire drove him onward he soon became open in the search of the ultimate joy derived from another's accepting and willing body.

The tactile sensation I experienced when I penetrated his backside for the first time were unprecedented for me as were the notion he had when I first took his beautiful peter in my lip that day. We have been together for over a decennium now and yet every meter we make love it is just like the first time.

He finished his college and got a job here and though his parents have often said they want him to take back he refuses. I completed my Erolia minutilla in the company and was able to manage the ownership of the Lapplander matted as a share of my settlement. I think the greatest talent we have given each other is the touch of contentment and fulfillment that permeates our liveliness. I can look at the most beautiful boy I see today without feeling even the svelte bit of sexual desire. And Manuelle tells me he has never been attracted to anyone except me in his intact life.

Finis.

The result recounted in this story occured in the late 1980 's. It may interest group readers to have it off that Manuelle and I are still together as I write this story. { 10/2015 } feel free to message me if you liked my report of how I found True Love .