I woke to incur Kitti giving me a hum job, and I mean that quite literally ! She was humming something that could birth been the Hungarian subject Anthem for all I knew, while chiding my prick in her pretty mouth.

My voice was sincere when I asked her, `` Lets turn aound here, Love, and I 'll return the party favor ! '' When I latched clutches of her clit I gave her a musical welcome to the Southland by humming `` Confederacy. ``

If her writhing around were any reading she liked our music just o.k. ! I mused perhaps she was a southern Hungarian and made a genial Federal Reserve note to ask her later.

Her back talk felt so fine I wondered where the hell she had learned to bestow a simple blow job to the level of an art ? I decided I really did n't want to get it on and place back to enjoy the afterglow.

When our passion was spent I asked her if she 'd enjoy riding to a local daub for breakfast and she was all for it. `` What should I weary, Master ? ``

'' Oh, something daily would be fine, Dear. '' I informed her. `` They do require some form of footwear, though. ``

Kitti pulled a pair of shorts over a sheer bikini that showed both her nipple and cameltoe, and grabbed a purse and some sandals. She headed for the service department, assuming we 'd pick out one of the vehicles.

Instead I told her, `` Let 's go out the book binding way, I think we 'll deliver More fun. ``

As soon as we exited the business firm she caught view of the large syndicate, then the smashing fiddling jack salmon tied to the pier. `` Those dinghy are so much fun to sail in. '' She said, `` If you 're lucky enough to sleep with someone who owns one. ``

'' Call me Mr. Lucky, then, '' I responded, `` I know you, and that one is yours. We 'll buy another so we can have fun racing them. We 'll take something a little faster this dayspring, though. ``

I walked out onto the dock where the big boat was moored. `` This boat was essentially built to the Sami spec and by the same companionship as a seacoast safety 47-foot motor lifeboat, except I was n't limited by intercourse as to what I could pass on her. ``

'' I paid a thirty yr glide sentry go veteran of the boat to oversee every day of her construction. To say she is sea worthy is a serious understatement. ``

Katalin 's reasonably mouth was hanging wide open in shock ! She stammered, `` It 's a ship here in the lake ! ``

'' No, not quite, Darling, '' I confided, `` Though she is one of the largest and most expensive motor racing yacht on the lake. Let 's warm the engines and generator, and I 'll draw out up some video recording on You Tube to show you what her slide Guard sisters are doing in the ocean surf. ``

I led the way to the enclosed wheelhouse and both of the locomotive engine and the source started immediately. I watched the gauges as Kitti enjoyed playing ship 's sea captain in the specially made chairs.

I pulled the United land Flag out and clipped her to a sturdy pole installed behind the exposed bridge. The face of the vessel were painted attractively with the colors of the Lone wizard State, but the virtuoso and chevron flew proudly above them ! We were now unfastened and fix for business.

Contacting the internet on the computer, I pulled up the picture of early boats like ours charging into twenty foot plus surf and disappearing for seconds or shooting into mid air over a big wave.

Kitti was awe struck ! `` This boat could roll in the breaker and bob up in ten mo like those ? ``

'' Yes, she would except she never will unless we take her John L. H. Down to the Gulf and chase a hurricane, or travel up to the nor'-east or north-west sea-coast. ``

'' I wanted a crack prophylactic, mellow execution fishing boat I could bet on, and I 've enjoyed every day on her. I 'll cast off the lines and we 'll go eat. ``

Kitti spoke up brightly, `` Your First Mate will avail with that, Captain ! ``

'' Just take the loops off the sour grass cleat and loop them on the deck, Sweetheart. They 're not long enough to cause difficulty. '' Within half a hour our boat was drifting rid. We went back to the pilothouse and I applied power to one screw, then the other to screw her away from the dock.

We stayed at a minimum speed until we were well away from the shoreline. My eyes stayed glued to the urine ahead of us and the screen of our radar unit. It is very medium and will spot a canoe or kayak easily, but the touch of a swimmer is hard to know, unless you know what you 're looking for.

I asked, `` Are you enjoying this, First first mate ? '' I glanced quickly at Kitti, and she was grinning from ear to ear like a nestling ! `` I 'll let you charter the con, the controls, later when we 're promote away from dealings. If you 'd like you can go out on deck or up onto the exposed bridge ? The two command there are identical to these two stations. ``

'' Master. '' Kitti gushed. `` I have n't seen our bed, kitchen, or bath on board, but I do n't know which I love the most, my skipper or my master ! ``

Of grade I had to laugh with her ! I took the precaution of slowing my speed, which was a proficient matter, because one of the midget blips on my radar blind became a jet ski and zinged across our bow like a Eruca sativa ! I grabbed for my air trump switch and gave him a yearn loudly blast to dissent his rudeness.

I then got on the glide sentry go TV channel and reported a 20 ton, 47-foot vessel on a 5 greyback steady line had almost been broad sided by a speed jet ski.

The commander of the Coast safety Auxiliary vessel asked, `` Is that you in the Textron Motor Lifeboat ? '' At my affimative he told me, `` Nice evasive tactics, Captain. We saw that and we 're in hot interest of him. ``

Is n't it grand when the good guys are actually watching the bad guys ?

We moored at one of the marinas that offers `` drive in docking. '' I like the place because they have plenty of bumpers at their docks, and try to enforce a no wake geographical zone, and they love it when I bring the big MLB in.

She attracts sightseer and more clientele. I noticed my Kitti was attracting her full share of sightseer, too !

A man in a yachting suit walked up to us and seemed to divide his sentence between staring at Kitti 's pure breasts and our MLB. `` My epithet is Bill potato. '' He said, `` I 'll offer you a million for her. ``

I turned to Kitti and winked, then spoke to Mr. tater. `` Well, she is only my slave, but I have grown very fond of her. Besides, she is carrying my shaver, so I suppose I 'll own to defy your sort fling. ``

Murphy was red in the typeface and choking on his expensive cigar ! `` proficient God, man. I was refering to your boat, not your woman ! ``

Kitti 's pretty grimace assumed a Ameiurus Melas, then she buried her face in my chest sobbing ! I was impressed by her impromptu acting ability.

'' Mr. tater, '' I told him, `` you 've insulted my wretched hard worker, and with her pregnant too. You 've also insulted our boat. The seacoast Guard pays a million two for them, and I have at to the lowest degree a million five invested in ours ! '' Kitti and I stomped off in a seeing red, then laughed through our breakfasts !

We wandered through the marina 's stock. I knew she 'd never pass a day on the water under the hot TX sun and did n't want her blistered.

I insisted my dearie find a wide brimmed hat, sun screen, and a cotton T-shirt. She found some shirts she adored and had to have two bright semblance of them with `` I 'm with stupid '' printed on them. `` stupid person '' was printed on the other two. You can probably venture which she chose in my size.

What the hell, I was proud to be the public straight man for such a beauty, and knew no one would consider it demeaning.

We bought her a non-resident sportfishing license, she pouted when I told her we 'd meliorate do this theatrical role legally.

We eased our way out of the marina using the controls on our exposed bridge. I wanted the extra visibility to watch for the increasing dealings. Twenty minutes later I kicked those Twin Falls Motor City diesel motor and their 870 combined horsepower in the keister !

Kitti clung to me and screamed in her exhilaration ! She was having a blast !

I know the uttermost speeding of a regulation MLB is 25 knots which is 28.77 stat mi per hour. The cruising hurrying is 22 knots. We were several thousand Irish pound lighter than the regularisation vas after our revisions to our living fourth, the removal of almost of the rescue gear, and with our minimal crew.

I considered having our Coast Guard friends film us with their microwave radar gun, then decided my WAG ( Wild Assed Guess ) of 30 MPH was closelipped enough. It was end enough for my Darling seated at a control place high in the uncovered bridge deck with well-nigh twenty tons of one of the toughest little boat in being spanking her sweet ass !

'' delay her sweetheart on the course, commencement Mate. '' I showed her the compass setting, then pulled the engine throttles back to cruising speed. Her shorts and bikini slowed me only a import, then I was lubing both of us and sitting her in my lap.

Inserting a lubricate fingerbreadth into her anus loosened her and prepared her for another. She was jilling her clitoris, then her vagina. I added my instant lubed finger and began slamming them into her.

She shouted she wanted me inside her and I quickly obliged her. Her tight ass felt so hunky-dory ! Anal sex has a touch of the forbidden about it, so I 've always enjoyed it.

My Kitti is gloriously orgasmic, especially when taken anally ! She came once, twice, then three meter, then I lost count. I pinched her nipples and began making movement of milking her.

I demanded of her, `` Are you making milk for my sister and me, slave ? '' I came too and she nearly threw herself out of my lap as she came along with me ! I idled our engines and hung onto her carefully until she revived in my arms.

Kitti asked me, `` Do we ever have to leave this boat, skipper ? Could we stay on her forever ? Oh, our sister is upset over something. Yes, I am Rommany and get laid when he is perturbation, though he is only a tiny embryo. You are concerned over something. A lift ? A sauceboat hoist scheme ? ``

I exclaimed, `` Kitti, I have never heard of anything of the variety ! How could you communicate with a tiny fetus, and how could he have a go at it about me ? ``

'' I am gypsy, Master. We are not the Sami as others. Am I right about what I said our son was concerned about ? ``

I led her down to the wheelhouse and opened the pamphlet in our electronic computer where I 'd saved pictures of other MLBs in the surf. I then showed her pictures I 'd saved of two of the same boat being either raised out of or set into the H2O with a lift.

'' I was merely thinking if we had a system and pier like that for her there would be no demand to have a crane to lift her out in case of a prominent hurricane. I have a rocker on the flat bed of another motortruck we could force her up into the yard on. You tell our little one to rest easily and grow. Mom and Dad will postulate upright care of his gravy holder ! ``

Kitti whispered, `` I knew you would be a thoroughly male parent, Master, even though you were a little out of sort when I first saw you in the bar at the hotel. ``

I was shocked at what she 'd just said ! `` Did you know what I planned to do then ? Never mind, 'You are gypsy .'Could you tell me now if we are going to catch any fish, or should I plan on taking you out to dinner ? ``

Kitti giggled, then shared. `` If I told you everything you would never have any surprises ! depict your little slave girl how to get these fish. ``

I went below and selected two stalwart fishing tractor trailer, and a rig box filled with bait. I attached Mepps Shirley Temple Fury Dressed Treble lures while exlaining to Kitti how to tie the strong burl in the monofilament line.

We cast out and began trolling slowly back down the lake. Kitti wanted to see what we were fishing for, so I pulled up pictures of prominent mouth freshwater bass, striped bass, catfish, and perch on our computer.

'' I will catch one of those, a big one. '' She was pointing at the picture of a sriped bass when the drag on her reel sang out ! I told her how to set the hook while reeling my melodic phrase in out of her way and idling the engines.

We climbed down to the aft deck to give her room to leverage the Pisces from under the sauceboat, while I got the net. I knew from the bow in the rod it was either a walloper large mouthed bass or a just striper.

The slab side of her Pisces the Fishes flashed in the sun and I scooped it up. `` It 's a striped bass, Kitti, and a skilful one ! It should win the catch of the day contest at the marina. '' I was very excited for her, but she seemed to be disappointed.

'' This is the little one, overlord, it beat a enceinte one to my lure. Please do n't be angry with me, I will do better following time ! ``

'' My love, '' I picked her up and kissed her. `` I am lofty of you ! Let 's try for your big one again right now. I think I can replicate the course we were on. ``

Kitti stayed on the lower deck as I checked our final course on our GPS system of rules. I circled, then retraced our path, giving Kitti a pollex up and blowing her a kiss for luck !

I was glued to the screen of our orbicular emplacement system, astuteness finder, and asdic when Katalin screamed ! I whirled around in my place and shut down both screws. I 'd been prepared to dive into the lake after her, but Kitti had another Pisces on !

I was at her side within seconds with the net. She was more excited this fourth dimension than finis. She said, `` I think this is the big one, passkey ! '' She was right. When this one appeared at the surface I was stunned !

The net seemed too small for this Fish. I had her tip it towards one of the amidships retrieval ports where I leaned down and locked a ripe right script on its lower jaw. I swung it inboard as Kitti began screeching !

She was beaming from ear to ear ! `` That is the one I wanted, passkey ! ``

She was spot on, this one could nearly have eaten the other ! We danced around the diminished aft deck of the sauceboat, then I asked if she wanted a soda or an alcohol potable to celebrate. She opted for a soda.

I opened our drinks, then told her, `` You are going to be a very democratic young lady at the marina, my beloved ! Let 's prove them the smaller one first off. ``

We laughed, hugged, and kissed all the way to the marina. We docked, then went to the weigh-in station. I lifted her first becharm onto the scale. `` See if this fish from her first ever cast will win the grab of the day. ``

There was a great deal ado made over it, then the marina managing director declared it a very nice ten Cypriot pound nine ounce fish. Kitti reached into our cooler and produced the other with a brandish and asked, `` What about this Fish from my second cast then ? ``

The cameras and telephony came out, and after various people had reweighed it, Kitti 's Pisces was just two pounds light of the lake record 31.5-pound rifle bass !

They wanted moving picture, of course of action, and the manager made certain Kitti 's bikini top figured prominently in each of them. I was asked for a gravy boat name and looked to Kitti for favorable reception. `` I 've never named her, is 'Gypsy'alright with you ? '' She showed me her torrid approval with a kiss.

The manager, Tom James Thomas Harris, made us an offer on the big fish that sounded goodness to me. He 'd save it for his taxidermist to pick up and get on. If Kitti would provide him to expose it for ninety 24-hour interval with her picture, he 'd then salute it to her at a dinner presentation in her honor.

He also offered to have her smaller Pisces the Fishes prepared for us at no complaint immediately. Both whirl sounded upright to me. At Kitti 's nod I told him, `` You have a deal, Tom. We 'll go freshen up and make our drink orders, if you have the meter please join us for dinner. There should be plenty for three. ``

Tom accepted graciously. We could n't buy effective will like that anywhere at any price !

The Maitre D showed us to our mesa, then our waiter took our drink parliamentary law and the position we wanted with our repast. My Kitti was filled with exuberance about everything that had happened to her that day !

When Tom arrived and sat down he was as effusive as Katalin, if not more so. `` Katalin, we 've never seen a newcomer make such a splash on the topical anaesthetic view, not even the tournament professional person ! ``

'' Thank you, Tom, '' Kitti observed, `` but it is my schoolmaster 's expert boat handling made all the difference between a fail and a secure display ! ``

I informed Kitti, `` You, my dear Hungarian Romany, are now the new Orient Texas Piney Woods guru on where and how to fish for the lunkers ! I 'll indicate you a scene of a prominent mouth bass tomorrow, then let you find a big one. ``

Tom had to know the tale behind that and I told him about her planting her middling digit squarely on a characterization of a divest bass on our data processor and telling me she 'd overhear a big one. That exact present moment her bobbin had begun clicking !

Tom asked politely, `` I hope you will apologise me if I overstep any lines. It 's more than obvious you two are a couple, but do you have any unmarried Sister who like to angle ? ``

Those password livened up our conversation ! Kitti immediately responded, after we 'd stopped laughing.

'' I am an orphan, Tom, but I 've been considering bringing some close lady friend here to show them Lone-Star State. They are all far more beautiful than I could ever be. ``

Tom clutched at his heart, `` Do that, Katalin, and I may even forgive Shawn for finding you before I did. ``

Kitti giggled, then asked, `` How do either of you know it was n't me who found Ted Shawn ? In any face, '' She patted her belly, `` Shawn junior is on his way, and he will set new platter on this lake ! ``

Tom congratulated both of us on the child, and we thanked him. He asked if we 'd wish more deglutition, and I told him only if we could exit the `` Romani '' moored where she was until morning. I was n't risking my kitti or the babe by piloting it to our home while drinking.

Tom laughed and told us we could conceive that docking space one of the welfare of her now being the east Texas Piney Woods fishing guru !

Katalin told me she 'd have to bound herself to one or two glasses of vino each day now and in the immediate future. I 'm sorry to say her baby 's daddy did n't show that much undecomposed mother wit !

She set my course for the `` itinerant '' after Tom and I exchanged farewell goner. I remember her telling me if I were going to pledge with a gypsy I 'd have to learn to sing like one. She poured me onto the boat and into our bed and I was out like a light.

It was daylight outside when we heard someone knocking lightly on our bulkhead. Katalin was up and into her Bikini in a very few seconds. She walked out onto the aft deck and cordially welcomed our visitor.

She recognized his heavy Pelican State Cajun accent and changed their give-and-take to French. I will birth to loosely translate this.

The man introduced himself as Maurice Marcel, a local sportfishing guide. He said he 'd been given a Mojo or Gris Gris bag to keep open him lucky by a benevolent Creole woman he 'd known since his childhood.

My Katalin broke down crying and took both his deal in hers. She extended her heartfelt commiseration, then told me both his wife and benefactress had recently died in a tragic auto fortuity, leaving him and his mother to raise their five new nestling alone. His magic had also vanished in the crash.

Maurice was astonished she knew more than detail than he 'd told her. He explained he 'd listen she had powers with the fish, and had brought her a gift to see if she could help him with them.

He extended a affectionate charge plate gallon bag of sausage, and explained it was Cajun boudin he 'd made that aurora. Kitti withdrew a link and handed it to me. She bit into another and I knew what we were eating for breakfast from the smile on her aspect and bit into my tasty link !

She asked Maurice, `` Do you enjoy making your boudin, Maurice ? '' He confided, `` Cooking Cajun foods is my greatest dearest other than my children and fishing ! ``

'' Where do you rank making money, my friend ? '' Kitti asked him. `` I know your growing tiddler must eat and your fishing boat needs fuel. Can you give rise one thousand of pounds of this each workweek if your pardner provides the money for a shop and handles the sales agreement ? ``

Tears literally streamed down Maurice 's boldness as he looked at her as his deliverer !

She told him, `` You will discover me an soft collaborator to deal with. Try adding some salvia and a fiddling bell pepper for color and smack to your next pot. We gypsy have been ... wellspring, I know the Daniel Chester French excel in sausage balloon fashioning, too, but it is the French people Bohemian ! ``

She turned to me, `` Master, please get dressed. We must go sell several hundred pounds of boudin to Tom Harris.

Maurice 's child will ask new place and clothes ! ``

Kitti pulled Maurice down to her storey, then kissed him on his forehead. `` You no longer necessitate a Mojo or Jaun Gris Jaun Gris bag. '' She told him, `` You have been kissed by a gypsy woman. ``

Katalin 's prophesies turned out almost as good as Moses, and she did n't have to divide any ocean, or plough staffs into snake ! Tom told them he would lie with to have a good source for quality boudin and they settled on a price.

We gave Maurice the bill of fare of my lawyers, then gave them the heads up on Kitti 's Visa status, and her aready being a partner in a business.

We went to the marina store and I looked until I found some H & H thread maker sweetener with yellow and blacken skirts. I then found some of the options with two supererogatory spinners that could be added crosswise to any lure.

Kitti asked what I was doing, and I shushed her until we walked extraneous. I told her then I 'd once outfished a ten time better fisher using one of the grim lures I was about to produce for her.

His only theory had been I 'd scared away all the smart fish, and caught the suicidal I. With the extra two spinners those lures flashed like an early Cadillac !

On the slip away from the marina I showed Kitti pictures of boastfully rima oris freshwater bass, and cautioned her I believed the new lake record was now 13 pounds.

Kitti did n't seem too impressed. I also gave her my stock public lecture to new anglers about `` structure '' and how significant that was to any predator fish.

I was showing her the fall offs in the lake merchantman below us, and where one creek met the old river bed, when she screamed, `` There, professional, right there ! ``

I had her go to the aft deck of the vessel and release a few feet of melodic phrase. I told her to swirl the bait a few clip to feel the action, then grim it. Her third cast of her fishing career earned her a tarpon-like strike that almost came onto the boat with her !

I put both drive into neutral, idled the engines, and rushed down to serve her. As yobbo as this bad boy was I had her lead him to the amidships retrieval port. She was getting near at this method and I was too. I swung her a la mode big fish onboard !

'' Baby, '' I told her, `` This basso will weigh at to the lowest degree nine pounds, you are fantastic ! ``

Her only question was, `` Can you put us back over that Creek drop off into the river bed ? ``

I told her, `` You betcha, sweet lady. Our estimated fourth dimension of arrival is twenty minutes. You have just plenty time to powderise your nozzle, and kiss me ! ``

She took fear of the kissing, then I went up and circled the `` Romany '', while I spied on the boat that had been spying on us.

I figured it had to be one of the news agencies using a gyroscope stabilizer for their cameras. I 'd seen no foretoken of weapons on their boat, so I had n't produced mine.

Kitti was back on the aft pack of cards when I got the `` Gypsy '' into berth. I gave her a nod and an okay signal. She dropped her come-on in and I crossed my digit for extra luck.

My instruments showed we were approaching the dropoff, then all blaze broke open ! I looked back at Kitti and her rod was up, and bent almost double. I shut down both parkway and again went below.

'' Play him a bit, baby. Pressure him enough to keep him off bottom, but let that fighter jade himself out ! '' She was learning how to finesse her fish and soon led it to me at the side of our boat. I was coaxing it, `` semen to daddy ! '' My helping hand swooped, and I swung it onboard and unhooked it.

I rhymed, `` If this sea bass does n't count XI Egyptian pound I 'll kiss your pretty ass ! '' I kissed her ass anyway as she cackled at me. I asked her, `` So how do you like East Texas fishing, Doll Face ? ``

She was elated, but gave me citation, `` It 's all your doing, Master, the choice of sweetener and where we used them. ``

'' OK, '' I accepted that, `` but you picked out the exact spots, and caught the fish. Let 's go show Tom we 're not 'one trick shot glass', we can do this more than once ! ``

We were greeted at the marina by a freshly painted signboard, saying simply `` Reserved for Gypsy ''. The cougar was just finishing up, and I asked him, `` Do you paint names on boat side and sterns, too ? ``

He told me, yes he did, then wanted to know what color and size. I told him to ask the Gypsy, then refered him to Kitti. They confered for a few minutes, then I noticed there was a growing crowd of onlooker around us.

She finished her discussion, and I told her, `` I think these common people are wondering if you 've caught anything yet today. '' She started toward our ice bureau, but I insisted, `` You 'd better let dad carry that, Mommy. '' Even a redneck like me knows there are some sore ahead of time clock time in a pregnancy.

We went to the marina weigh-in place and found even more curious hoi polloi waiting.

As we 'd done before, we put the Pisces on the scales in the order they were caught. Most of the fishermen in the crowd made admiring racket over the first nice bass. Tom said, `` This one weighs 9 hammer and 11 snow leopard. A skillful gimmick ! ``

Kitti told them, `` That one was my third cast ever, this one was my fourth. ``

She pulled the lunker out, and there was silence in the crowd, until someone in the back said, `` There 's no way in inferno. I 've fished this lake all my living and never saw fish that size ! ``

A man to the right of him lifted his camera. `` Think again, I have both catches on TV, and they 'll be on the news this evening, if I can get her permission ! ``

'' You have it, sir, and our thanks. '' Kitti told him gratefully ! I gave him one of my cards and asked that he send a copy to us.

Tom was weighing the big basso, and spoke above the crowd. `` 11 Lebanese pound three ounces, another lunker ! ``

Another fisherman in the crowd spoke up, `` Let 's cowboy up and face it, Men, the small noblewoman is better at fishing than we are ! Are you at least going to share the lures you used ? ``

I told them, `` My madam is a professional model, I thought we might contact the party in interrogative and allow them to bid on her services as a representative first. ``

Most of them could easily understand that as a precedency. They knew the pro were paid gamey dollar just for using society ball caps, shirts, and other free equipment.

Tom told us he would offer us the same deal on both bass part with the taxidermist as he had before on the big striper.

Kitti jumped on the deal, and I asked Tom to e-mail moving picture of Kitti and the fish to me as soon as he uploaded them.

Kitti mentioned we still had our deli solid food on the boat, and she 'd enjoy cold sandwiches for lunch. We did this in the pilothouse where we could listen to all the radio receiver cackle from the other sauceboat, well-nigh of it about her big fish.

I was hoping desperately she would n't bring in up the subject of what 's her gens, oh yes, Stephanie ! I placed my pet dental plate and drink to one English for the here and now, then hugged her to me as I laughed and cried !

'' What did you do, you Crazy Man, '' She asked, `` win the lottery ? ``

'' Much bettor than that, Gypsy adult female ! I forgot the ex-husband gens for a blessed mo and it was all because of you. I adore you so much it hurts ! When are you going to espouse me, you are going to marry me, are n't you ? ``

She had an solution for that, too. `` Of course I am, Master. I saw us together with footling Shawn nearly twenty years ago, when I borrowed and rocked another small miss 's dollie while she slept. ``

This intricate girl was proving to be Worth everything I had risked to take her, and so much more. I could only hope I could help make the long ago visions of that lonely abused shaver come rightful !

I called Tom Joel Harris on my cell sound, walked out of the cowcatcher house, and asked him, `` Do you throw anyone free to run an errand ? Kitti never had her own baby doll in that orphans' asylum, and I 'll leave five one C cash for the maiden one to appear on the Gypsy ! ``

Tom was literally aghast at such a thing. `` I 'll be there in twenty moment, Shawn, just have got her ! '' I went inside the pilothouse and did just that.

My darling was dozing when Tom rapped on a bulkhead. I went to him and tried to hired hand him a large roll of uncounted Johnny Cash. He said, `` No, rationalise me ? That pretty lady has brought me three meter that in business concern ! ``

I shook his manus, and told him thank you, he said, `` Go have care of her, Ted Shawn. ``

I sat in my pilot burner death chair and gently pulled Katalin into my arms. She must sustain been exhausted physically and emotionally.

I handed her the pretty box that held her babe doll inside. She held it and cried for at to the lowest degree an hour, but I hoped they were rent of healing.

'' So, what do you want to do to avail the fille and boy there now ? We can easily buy truckloads of toys and clothes and distribute them. ``

'' No. thank you, Master. It is my responsibility. I have made one thousand thousand in my career, but most of that was misspent by my managers, though I do still get the residuals. Would you mind if I made one more photoshoot for the tyke before I show a child protrusion ? ``

'' Once More to go out on top should n't hurt, I would n't think, Kitti. Ted Shawn Jnr wo n't be kicking or showing for hebdomad, will he ? You 'd better get a move on, though. ``

'' You might tie it in to the fishing thing if you can. The 'Gypsy'would be worth thousands per hebdomad as a location alone, and all of your macho lover would eff it ! ``

'' Oh ! That 's a superb selling tip, lord ! '' Kitti agreed, `` We should be able to get some promos in for the boudin business and the marina here if that works out, too ! I have the contact information online, if you 'll exhibit me how to get there on this computer. ``

Thirty minutes later she had her marriage proposal sent off to the three cartridge, and in an hour the phone started ringing for her. It rang all day long.

When the illustration from the bait companies called I asked if we could get back with them later, telling them we were currently in negotiations with three John Roy Major magazines for photoshoots onboard our Textron MLB. I added we would offer the same to them for pictures or vids of Katalin fishing with their lures, if the price were right.

I gave them Tom 's number for a book of facts, and told them vids of Kitti would be on one of the Houston tidings Channels making her tardy catches. They said they 'd enquire, then call in me back.

On Katalin 's end the powder store writers and producers were clamoring wanting to have it off what the hell a Textron Motor Lifeboat was.

I gave her access to the action pictures I 'd pulled off the net, then the urls to some of the good clips online. We backed the boat off the dock for a few moments, and Tom took some pictures of the `` Gypsy '' to send them, everlasting with her new name painted on the incline. Kitti played hood ornament for these pictorial matter on our foredeck in a bikini.

Maurice brought us by two quarts of Hibiscus esculentus he 'd made, and said our lawyers were already looking over one gracious shop locating he 'd found for sale. It was magnanimous enough for tables to wait on Cajun intellectual nourishment, too. Katalin and I broke out bowls and spoons and attacked the delicious gumbo !

As we ate Kitti accessed her website and posted some of the incomparable pictures Hank Aaron had sent us of her with her diamond collar, threesome, and tiara. There would be thousands of her fans jealous of me before the day 's end !

She added the pictures of her with her fish and `` Rommany '' and titled the page, `` A Hungarian gypsy girl goes to Texas, Land of Big fish and Billionaires ! ``

I had to laugh at her flying transition from starving little buckle down girl to the courtesan of a billionaire, but I understood she knew how dependable to stage her changes in lifestyle to her many fans to retain their support.

After an on-line hunting I left Kitti long enough to buy a duet of food point from the marina fund. I was mixing a with child bowl of it when Kitti rushed to my English asking, `` What is that, original ? It smells divine ! ``

'' I 'll own it commingle in a bit, darling. '' I told her, `` I wanted a tasty and fun surprise to featherbed you even more, and did a search to see if there were already a recipe for such a spread. It has Philadelphia Cream Cheese, butter, paprika, caraway seed, and super acid onion. Here are bagels for you to put it on. ``

She grabbed the bowl and bagel and scurried to a defensive position in a street corner at the headland of the bed before even tasting it. When she did she let out a foresighted sigh of contentment.

'' Oh, that is so yummy, skipper, and one to a greater extent understanding why I ca n't live without you ! What ? '' She 'd just noticed the concern look on my face.

'' Oh, me protecting my bowl in a corner ? It 's an ingrained habit from growing up around a hundred prominent greedy children. nearly psychiatrists say I was raised a savage tiddler. Come here, I 'll share my treat with you ! '' She spooned some of her feast onto bagels for me.

I saw Kitti later licking the finis of the spreadhead off her fingerbreadth like bar frosting. `` Oh. '' She smiled and said, `` I am eating for two now. You would n't want me to divest our tiny son of a Hungarian treat, would you ? ``

Trying to be a sound father and headmaster, I went back to the store for ingredients for more than spread. I had an glimmering she 'd never be without it for long again. She asked me for the exact recipe then she added it to her site for her loyal fans.

Dave, my policeman friend called and his news program threw a temporary wet blanket over our aliveness ! He asked, `` Shawn, are you unloosen to talk ? ``

I knew he was refering to Katalin and moved out onto the hind deck. `` Yes, Dave, I am. ``

'' I did a stoppage on Katalin 's manager and other than a few shady deals, he 's clean. Interpol says he 's never been KGB. She could let taken him, even if he had been. ``

My head was reeling, but I asked him, `` What do you stand for by that, Dave ? ``

Dave responded, `` I mean she allowed you to abduct and chain her. Before her modelling career she was the military officer in charge of martial fine art training of a Hungarian Defense power Reconnaissance Battalion. Do n't piss that little young lady off, Shawn. ``

'' Oh shit, Dave ! I 'm in passion with the girl and asked her to get married me ! ``

Dave laughed loudly, then shared, `` If she feels the same about you, you 'll never need another bodyguard. Our Army intelligence service says she was like a strength of nature on the battlefields she 's been on with NATO. Have a nice day, Buddy. ``

I told him, `` Yeah, Dave, thanks for calling. ``

Katalin knew immediately by the looking on my face I was upset when I rejoined her. She rushed to me, kissed me and hugged me. She asked me, `` What has made my master copy unhappy ? ``

'' Katalin. '' I came near to breaking down in split ! `` How much of our life sentence together has been fable ? I know you allowed me to kidnap you, Baby. You weigh, what, a hundred and twenty hammering and our USA intelligence calls you a 'force of nature'on the field of honor ?'''

She wailed like a infant and clung to me. `` Master ! '' She sobbed, `` Please do n't be raging with me ! It began as an escapade, you bought me a drink, and I followed you. You went through with your design, then I fell in lovemaking with you and I could n't birth for you to take me back to the hotel ! Everything else is admittedly. ``

What could I do, throw the love of my life out for misleading me on things that were mostly none of my doomed business ?

'' Your Master is smarter than you think, my Darling Kitti. I would n't deal you for all the wealth in the human beings, and thank you for not handing me my ass when I used the daze gun on you. Would you lie down with me a while ? I want to hold you close. ``

As I held my fan I thought of a humourous aspect of this I had to share with her. `` If we 're ever confronted physically by tough Guy I 'll just tell them, 'You think you Guy are roughneck ? I 'll let the little woman take care of you !'''

That put a smiling back on Kitti 's font. `` Master, you would n't ? I suppose you would ! That 's hilarious, you 're so curious ! ``

I had to reply to that ! `` Oh, you think so, do you ? To see if you are are taking your sea captain too lightly I have decided to bind a lactation inspection. All hands who are pregnant arouse their meridian, shirts, or blouses. ``

That got her breasts exposed, and my mouth homed in on one. `` Let down your milk for me, Kitti. I need your Milk ! '' It was impossible for her consistence to do that yet, but it still made her hot ! I went to a storage locker and found a metal biscuit pan.

'' Get on your stifle, slave. '' I ordered her. `` I 'm going to milk you like a cow. ``

I `` hobbled '' her carpus and articulatio talocruralis loosely with scarves, then entered her wet kitty from bum and reached for her nipples. I pulled on them alternately as I slammed into her hot pussy ! `` Psst, psst, psst, try your milk hitting the pan ? We 'll cook creamy butter with this ! ``

Kitti screamed like a dotty thing when she came, which brought me off, too. She fell across the pan, and I realized she 'd passed out. Lifting her trunk I set the pan to one side, then turned her to lay her head on my bureau where I could look at her and kiss her. I fell asleep holding her.

When I woke after a nap I saw Kitti 's beautiful blue eyes watching me. `` Sweetheart. '' I told her, `` Be thinking of what form of fight and wedding ringing you 'd prefer as well as cocktail ringing, watchstrap, ankle chains, or whatever. We have to prepare your trousseau for wed sprightliness. ``

'' Remember, Aaron said we are his top client now and will receive 'generous discounts on our future purchases', so everything you buy will salve your Master money ! ``

Kitti laughed at me while kissing me crazily ! `` Your slight slave sees the logic in that, Master, and will do her best to delight you ! ``

'' See that you do, slave. '' I told her sternly, `` It is one of your many responsibility to Master to be much more expensively dressed than my colleague 's arm candy. ``

'' Sigh ! '' Kitti swooned, `` Your poor hard worker is so exploit ! ``

'' None of that, lazy slave ! '' I growled, `` I beat you routine, as is my duty, and still you give me no milk for my coffee or butter for my toast ? '' Kitti began kissing my invertebrate foot adoringly until she began tickling me and I begged her to block up !

'' Your hard worker has decided, Master ! '' Kitti announced, `` It is my duty to you to put my born modesty digression and become the prize wife you can be majestic of at your baseball club. I will wear your bling bling bling. ``

'' Oh. '' I asked, `` No more bashful wallflower like you were the hold up time we were there ? '' Kitti laughed, remembering kissing Stephanie in front of everyone, while wearing her new infield collar, leash, and tiara.

'' For our next visit, I will also tire the American-Indian language bridal jewellery Hath Panja or Hathphool. I believe they call them slave watch bracelet here. None of the glass costume jewellery will do for your woman, though. ``

'' Mine will suffer the most beautiful of enceinte precious rubys, emeralds, and sapphires set in amber, as will my arm dance orchestra. A man who can afford a million five for his fishing sauceboat can afford to raiment his hard worker lavishly. ``

If Katalin was trying to get a rise out of me, she did, but maybe not as she had expected. `` Very good, little slave. '' I told her, `` I 'm glad you 're coming out of your recluse racing shell and getting into the spirit of the prize married woman thing. ``

I called Aaron, and told him it was alright for him to use Kitti 's pictures in his advertising, crediting her as Katalin Baschalde, the soon to be Saint Bride of Shawn McGregor, of McGregor Unlimited.

Aaron congratulated us both, then I told him she was shopping for some items for upcoming events, and handed her the phone.

The next morning the ten models of my new assemblage of Greco-Roman Panerai lookout arrived at the 'Gypsy'by overnight delivery.

I signed for them without thinking, they must be something Kitti had taken a liking to, then took them to her. She was just stirring but came alive When I told her something had been delivered.

She savagely ripped the computer software apart, then took all ten models out of the debris, box by box, and lined them up. `` Oh Master. '' She cried, `` They 're beautiful, and I 'm so gladiolus I could buy the sound wrist watches in the world for you to show you my love ! ``

I glanced at my faithful vintage Rolex on my wrist. It had seen me punctually to college course of instruction, snow ski crashes, plane strike, drunken sodality bashes, springtime break stir, and three car crashes. It was still valued at 30 times what I 'd paid for it twenty years ago !

Not being stupid, I wrapped kitti tightly in my arms and thanked her with every smidgeon of sincerity in my organic structure ! `` Oh, my wanted darling Kitti, what did I ever do without you ? Thank you, I adore you so very a lot ! ``

We thankfully had some light sentence that morning. I shared with her, `` Kitti, I think you know now my love for you will outlast the Pyramid. Would you wish to contribution with me what you and the ex discussed at the nightclub ? ``

She seemed somewhat surprised I had finally brought the subject up. She said, `` Stephanie has realized the terrible mistake she made leaving you, Master. She wants to make amends and arrive back to you, in any mental ability you will accept her. ``

My mind was concentrating on staying calm air, and not growling ! I smiled, and calmly said, `` So you agreed to act as her counselor-at-law ? Did you notice she had this 'revelation'only after seeing you wearing the hundred thousand dollars in jewelry I bought for you ? What 's in this for you, Babe ? ``

Katalin went to her knee at my foot. `` My Master 's happiness is all that concerns me. I know you loved her very much and had tried your best to keep her with you. ``

'' Yes, Darling, I tried to. She refused me and left me for a man close to her grandfather 's age. His wealth attracted her, and she had no approximation he 's one of my own employees. ``

'' So you have no interest in her ? '' Kitti asked.

I volleyed, `` Let 's say I have no stake in adding another distraction from the loving charwoman I adore into my spirit. I do n't think she 'd like the break one's back grooming I 'd put her through, either. Imagine months of corrective 'Sit ! Stay !'wearing only a leather dog collar and chain. ''