I woke to find Kitti giving me a hum job, and I mean that quite literally ! She was humming something that could throw been the Hungarian national anthem for all I knew, while scolding my prick in her somewhat mouth.

My representative was sincere when I asked her, `` Lets turn aound here, Love, and I 'll return the favor ! '' When I latched handgrip of her clit I gave her a melodious welcome to the Southland by humming `` Dixie. ``

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

Her sassing felt so fine I wondered where the hell she had learned to bring a elementary blow job to the stratum of an art ? I decided I really did n't want to know and laid back to revel the afterglow.

When our passionateness was spent I asked her if she 'd savour riding to a local spot for breakfast and she was all for it. `` What should I assume, Master ? ``

'' Oh, something casual would be amercement, Dear. '' I informed her. `` They do require some sort of footwear, though. ``

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

Instead I told her, `` Let 's go out the back way, I think we 'll have Sir Thomas More fun. ``

As soon as we exited the house she caught spate of the declamatory pond, then the neat minuscule walleye tied to the wharfage. `` Those jack salmon are so much fun to sweep in. '' She said, `` If you 're favourable enough to know person 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 make fun racing them. We 'll strike something a piddling faster this good morning, though. ``

I walked out onto the pier where the big boat was moored. `` This boat was essentially built to the same stipulation and by the like company as a glide Guard 47-foot motor lifeboat, except I was n't limited by Congress as to what I could expend on her. ``

'' I paid a thirty year coast Guard old stager of the boats to supervise every day of her twist. To say she is sea worthy is a life-threatening understatement. ``

Katalin 's pretty mouth was hanging all-encompassing open in impact ! She stammered, `` It 's a ship here in the lake ! ``

'' No, not quite, favorite, '' I confided, `` Though she is one of the largest and most expensive motor racing yacht on the lake. Let 's warm the engine and author, and I 'll force up some TV on You Tube to register you what her seashore Guard sisters are doing in the sea breaker. ``

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

I pulled the United States Flag out and clipped her to a stalwart rod installed behind the let out bridge. The sides of the vessel were painted attractively with the coloration of the Lone Star State, but the stars and chevron flew proudly above them ! We were now give and ready for business.

Contacting the internet on the electronic computer, I pulled up the TV of early boats like ours charging into twenty groundwork plus breaker and disappearing for instant or shooting into mid air over a big wave.

Kitti was awe struck ! `` This sauceboat could roll in the breakers and bob up in ten bit like those ? ``

'' Yes, she would take out she never will unless we take her down to the disconnection and tail a hurricane, or travel up to the northeast or northwest coasts. ``

'' I wanted a superintendent safety, high performance sportfishing boat I could depend 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 first mate will help with that, Captain ! ``

'' Just claim the loops off the dock cleat and coil them on the deck, Sweetheart. They 're not long enough to cause trouble. '' Within half a minute our boat was drifting gratuitous. We went back to the pilothouse and I applied power to one piece of ass, then the other to jockey her away from the dock.

We stayed at a minimum speed until we were well away from the shoreline. My heart stayed glued to the piss ahead of us and the screen door of our radar social unit. It is very sore and will spot a canoe or kayak easily, but the signature of a natator is difficult to agnize, unless you know what you 're looking for.

I asked, `` Are you enjoying this, number one Mate ? '' I glanced quickly at Kitti, and she was grinning from ear to ear like a tyke ! `` I 'll let you take the con, the controls, later when we 're advance away from dealings. If you 'd like you can go out on deck or up onto the exposed bridge ? The two controls there are identical to these two post. ``

'' Master. '' Kitti gushed. `` I have n't seen our bed, kitchen, or Bath on plug-in, but I do n't know which I love the most, my passe-partout or my Captain ! ``

Of course I had to laugh with her ! I took the precaution of slowing my stop number, which was a good affair, because one of the flyspeck blips on my radar screen became a jet ski and zinged across our bow like a rocket salad ! I grabbed for my air motor horn electrical switch and gave him a foresightful meretricious blast to protest his rudeness.

I then got on the sea-coast guard channel and reported a 20 ton, 47-foot vessel on a 5 knot steady course had almost been all-inclusive sided by a speeding jet ski.

The commander of the seashore precaution 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 pursuit of him. ``

Is n't it grand when the dear bozo are actually watching the bad guy cable ?

We moored at one of the marinas that offers `` effort in docking. '' I like the property because they have great deal of bumpers at their sour grass, and try to enforce a no viewing zone, and they love it when I bring the big MLB in.

She attracts sightseers and more than business sector. 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 fraction his clip between staring at Kitti 's perfect boob and our MLB. `` My public figure is Bill murphy. '' He said, `` I 'll offer you a million for her. ``

I turned to Kitti and winked, then spoke to Mr. Murphy. `` Well, she is only my slave, but I have grown very fond of her. Besides, she is carrying my baby, so I suppose I 'll have to reject your kind offering. ``

spud was red in the face and choking on his expensive cigar ! `` Good God, man. I was refering to your boat, not your woman ! ``

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

'' Mr. Murphy, '' I told him, `` you 've insulted my poor slave, and with her pregnant too. You 've also insulted our boat. The glide safety pays a million two for them, and I have at least a million five invested in ours ! '' Kitti and I stomped off in a huff, then laughed through our breakfasts !

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

I insisted my pet see a wide brimmed hat, sun covert, and a cotton tee shirt. She found some shirts she adored and had to deliver two bright colors of them with `` I 'm with pudding head '' printed on them. `` poor fish '' was printed on the other two. You can probably guess 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 fishing license, she pouted when I told her we 'd improve do this persona legally.

We eased our way out of the marina using the command on our exposed bridge. I wanted the extra visibility to watch for the increasing traffic. Twenty minutes later I kicked those twin Detroit diesel engine and their 870 combined HP in the butt !

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

I know the maximum amphetamine of a regulation MLB is 25 knots which is 28.77 miles per minute. The cruising focal ratio is 22 knots. We were respective thousand Pound lighter than the regulation vessels after our alteration to our living quarters, the removal of most of the rescue gear, and with our minimal crew.

I considered having our Coast Guard friends shoot us with their radar gun, then decided my WAG ( natural state Assed Guess ) of 30 MPH was fold enough. It was close enough for my Darling seated at a control station high in the debunk bridgework with near twenty tons of one of the toughest little boats in existence spanking her mellisonant ass !

'' cargo hold her calm on the course, First Mate. '' I showed her the compass background, 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 lubed digit into her anus loosened her and prepared her for another. She was jilling her button, then her vagina. I added my second 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 fine ! Anal sex has a tinge 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 times, then I lost count. I pinched her nipple and began making apparent movement of milking her.

I demanded of her, `` Are you making Milk for my baby 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 go out this boat, Master ? Could we stay on her forever ? Oh, our babe is upset over something. Yes, I am itinerant and know when he is overturn, though he is only a tiny conceptus. You are concerned over something. A lift ? A boat hoist system ? ``

I exclaimed, `` Kitti, I have never heard of anything of the sort ! How could you pass on with a tiny fetus, and how could he roll in the hay about me ? ``

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

I led her down to the pilothouse and opened the folder in our 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 boats being either raised out of or set into the H2O with a lift.

'' I was merely thinking if we had a system and wharfage like that for her there would be no need to bear a crane to bring up her out in instance of a bombastic hurricane. I have a place of origin on the flatbed bed of another motortruck we could pull her up into the yard on. You tell our little one to perch well-fixed and grow. Mom and Dad will take dear tutelage of his boat ! ``

Kitti whispered, `` I knew you would be a effective Father-God, passe-partout, even though you were a little out of sorts 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 take any surprisal ! prove your little slave young lady how to view these Pisces the Fishes. ``

I went below and selected two hardy fishing rig, and a rigging box filled with lures. I attached Mepps Black Fury Dressed Treble enticement while exlaining to Kitti how to tie the inviolable mile 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 large speak sea bass, striped bass, catfish, and perch on our computer.

'' I will trip up 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 line in out of her way and idling the engines.

We climbed down to the aft deck to move over her way to leverage the Fish from under the boat, while I got the net. I knew from the bow in the rod it was either a whopper enceinte mouthed freshwater bass or a good striper.

The slab face of her Fish flashed in the sun and I scooped it up. `` It 's a denude basso, Kitti, and a good one ! It should win the catch of the day contest at the marina. '' I was very rouse for her, but she seemed to be disappointed.

'' This is the little one, master key, it beat a larger one to my enticement. Please do n't be tempestuous with me, I will do better following time ! ``

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

Kitti stayed on the lower deck of cards as I checked our conclusion grade on our GPS organization. I circled, then retraced our path, giving Kitti a quarter round up and blowing her a kiss for circumstances !

I was glued to the sieve of our global positioning organization, astuteness finder, and echo sounder when Katalin screamed ! I whirled around in my seat and close down both screws. I 'd been prepared to dive into the lake after her, but Kitti had another Pisces the Fishes on !

I was at her slope within seconds with the net. She was more energise this time than net. She said, `` I think this is the big one, professional ! '' She was right. When this one appeared at the control surface I was stunned !

The net seemed too modest for this Pisces the Fishes. I had her steer it towards one of the amidships recovery ports where I leaned down and locked a skillful right hand bridge player on its humble 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 possess eaten the other ! We danced around the small aft deck of the gravy holder, then I asked if she wanted a soda or an alcohol drink to observe. She opted for a soda.

I opened our boozing, then told her, `` You are going to be a very popular young noblewoman at the marina, my near ! Let 's evidence them the low one first. ``

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

There was a good deal ado made over it, then the marina handler declared it a very nice ten pound nine ounce fish. Kitti reached into our cooler and produced the early with a boom and asked, `` What about this fish from my instant mold then ? ``

The tv camera and telephone came out, and after several mass had reweighed it, Kitti 's fish was just two pounds Light Within of the lake record 31.5-pound striped freshwater bass !

They wanted pictures, of course of instruction, and the manager made sealed Kitti 's two-piece top figured prominently in each of them. I was asked for a boat gens and looked to Kitti for approval. `` I 've never named her, is 'Gypsy'alright with you ? '' She showed me her ardent approval with a kiss.

The manager, Tom James Thomas Harris, made us an crack on the big fish that sounded good to me. He 'd save it for his taxidermist to pick up and climb. If Kitti would allow him to display it for ninety mean solar day with her ikon, he 'd then present it to her at a dinner party presentation in her honor.

He also offered to possess her smaller Fish prepared for us at no bearing immediately. Both fling sounded good to me. At Kitti 's nod I told him, `` You have a mint, Tom. We 'll go freshen up and reach our drink orders, if you have the time please join us for dinner party. There should be plenty for three. ``

Tom accepted graciously. We could n't buy good will like that anywhere at any Leontyne Price !

The Maitre D showed us to our table, then our waiter took our drink social club and the English we wanted with our meal. My Kitti was filled with enthusiasm 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 entrant make such a splatter on the local anaesthetic setting, not even the tournament professional ! ``

'' Thank you, Tom, '' Kitti observed, `` but it is my Master 's expert boat handling made all the conflict between a fail and a estimable show ! ``

I informed Kitti, `` You, my heartfelt Hungarian Gypsy, are now the new East Texas Piney woodwind instrument guru on where and how to angle for the lunkers ! I 'll exhibit you a picture of a large 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 pretty fingerbreadth squarely on a picture of a deprive bass on our computer and telling me she 'd catch a big one. That exact import her spool had begun clicking !

Tom asked politely, `` I hope you will pardon me if I overstep any demarcation. It 's more than obvious you two are a couple, but do you experience any single baby who like to fish ? ``

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

'' I am an orphan, Tom, but I 've been considering bringing some tight 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 sheath, '' She patted her belly, `` Shawn Junior is on his way, and he will set new criminal record on this lake ! ``

Tom congratulated both of us on the babe, and we thanked him. He asked if we 'd wish to a greater extent crapulence, and I told him only if we could leave the `` Gypsy '' moored where she was until morning. I was n't risking my kitti or the baby by piloting it to our home while drinking.

Tom laughed and told us we could deal that docking space one of the benefit of her now being the eastward Texas Piney wood fishing guru !

Katalin told me she 'd have to restrict herself to one or two glasses of wine-colored each day now and in the quick future. I 'm regretful to say her baby 's daddy did n't designate that much effective sentiency !

She set my course for the `` Gypsy '' after Tom and I exchanged farewell toast. I remember her telling me if I were going to wassail with a itinerant 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 backbreaking Pelican State Cajun dialect and changed their discussion to Daniel Chester French. I will have to loosely translate this.

The man introduced himself as Maurice Marcel, a local fishing guide. He said he 'd been given a Mojo or Gris Gris bag to keep him well-situated by a kindly creole woman he 'd known since his childhood.

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

Maurice was astonished she knew Thomas More details than he 'd told her. He explained he 'd heard she had king with the fish, and had brought her a natural endowment to see if she could avail him with them.

He extended a tender plastic gal bag of sausage, and explained it was Cajun boudin he 'd made that morning. 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 face and bit into my tasty nexus !

She asked Maurice, `` Do you enjoy making your boudin, Maurice ? '' He confided, `` cooking Cajun foods is my great erotic love early than my children and sportfishing ! ``

'' Where do you rank making money, my friend ? '' Kitti asked him. `` I know your growing children must eat and your sportfishing boat needs fuel. Can you produce thousands of pounds of this each week if your better half provides the money for a shop and handles the sales event ? ``

Tears literally streamed down Maurice 's side as he looked at her as his saviour !

She told him, `` You will receive me an promiscuous spouse to deal with. Try adding some sage and a little paprika for color and savour to your next deal. We gypsy have been ... well, I know the French people excel in sausage devising, too, but it is the French Roma ! ``

She turned to me, `` superior, delight get dressed. We must go sell several hundred pound sterling of boudin to Tom Harris.

Maurice 's sister will need new shoes and apparel ! ``

Kitti pulled Maurice down to her degree, then kissed him on his forehead. `` You no longer need a Mojo or Gris 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 own to divide any seas, or work staffs into Snake River ! Tom told them he would love to sustain a right source for quality boudin and they settled on a price.

We gave Maurice the scorecard of my attorney, then gave them the caput up on Kitti 's Visa position, and her aready being a better half in a business.

We went to the marina memory board and I looked until I found some H & H spinner sweetener with yellow and black wench. I then found some of the options with two additional spinner that could be added crosswise to any lure.

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

His only when possibility had been I 'd scared away all the smart fish, and caught the suicidal one. With the extra two spinners those enticement flashed like an too soon Cadillac !

On the slip away from the marina I showed Kitti icon of enceinte mouth 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 standard lecturing to new anglers about `` structure '' and how important that was to any vulture fish.

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

I had her go to the aft pack of cards of the watercraft and release a few pes of line. I told her to whirl the lure a few fourth dimension to feel the action, then turn down it. Her third casting of her fishing career earned her a tarpon-like hit that almost came onto the gravy boat with her !

I put both drives into neutral, idled the engines, and rushed down to avail her. As rowdy as this bad boy was I had her star him to the amidships retrieval port wine. She was getting good at this method and I was too. I swung her former big fish onboard !

'' infant, '' I told her, `` This bass will weigh at least nine Sudanese pound, you are fantastic ! ``

Her simply enquiry was, `` Can you put us back over that Creek fall off into the river bed ? ``

I told her, `` You betcha, sweet gentlewoman. Our estimated clock time of reaching is twenty minutes. You have just enough time to powder your nozzle, and kiss me ! ``

She took maintenance of the kissing, then I went up and circled the `` gypsy '', 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 gyro stabilizer for their television camera. I 'd seen no augury of artillery on their boat, so I had n't produced mine.

Kitti was back on the aft deck when I got the `` Gypsy '' into position. I gave her a nod and an OK signal. She dropped her lure in and I crossed my fingerbreadth for extra luck.

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

'' Play him a bit, sister. Pressure him enough to keep him off bottom, but let that fighter wear himself out ! '' She was learning how to finesse her Pisces and soon led it to me at the side of our gravy holder. I was coaxing it, `` come to daddy ! '' My deal swooped, and I swung it onboard and unhooked it.

I rhymed, `` If this bass does n't consider xi Sudanese pound I 'll snog your pretty ass ! '' I kissed her ass anyway as she cackled at me. I asked her, `` So how do you like E TX fishing, bird brass ? ``

She was elated, but gave me reference, `` It 's all your doing, Master, the pick of hook and where we used them. ``

'' OK, '' I accepted that, `` but you picked out the precise musca volitans, and caught the Pisces. Let 's go appearance 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 sign, saying simply `` Reserved for Gypsy ''. The painter was just finishing up, and I asked him, `` Do you paint names on gravy boat English 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 bunch of looker-on around us.

She finished her discussion, and I told her, `` I think these kinsfolk are wondering if you 've caught anything yet today. '' She started toward our ice chest, but I insisted, `` You 'd amend let pa dribble that, Mommy. '' Even a cracker like me knows there are some medium early prison term in a pregnancy.

We went to the marina weigh-in station and found even more curious people waiting.

As we 'd done before, we put the Pisces on the graduated table in the order they were caught. Most of the fisher in the crowd made admiring randomness over the first prissy bass. Tom said, `` This one weighs 9 lb and 11 ounce. A overnice catch ! ``

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

She pulled the lunker out, and there was silence in the gang, until mortal in the cover said, `` There 's no way in underworld. I 've fished this lake all my biography and never saw angle that size ! ``

A man to the right of him lifted his tv camera. `` Think again, I have both apprehension on video, and they 'll be on the intelligence 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 freshwater bass, and spoke above the bunch. `` Eleven pounds three snow leopard, another lunker ! ``

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

I told them, `` My peeress is a professional person example, I thought we might contact the caller in enquiry and allow for them to bid on her serving as a representative first. ``

Most of them could easily understand that as a priority. They knew the pros were paid senior high dollar sign just for using ship's company musket ball ceiling, shirts, and other devoid equipment.

Tom told us he would extend us the same tidy sum on both freshwater bass with the animal stuffer as he had before on the big striper.

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

Kitti mentioned we still had our food shop solid food on the gravy holder, and she 'd enjoy moth-eaten sandwiches for luncheon. We did this in the wheelhouse where we could take heed to all the tuner chatter from the other boats, well-nigh of it about her big fish.

I was hoping desperately she would n't bring up the subject of what 's her figure, oh yes, Stephanie ! I placed my darlings plate and salute to one side for the moment, then hugged her to me as I laughed and cried !

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

'' Much serious than that, Gypsy cleaning woman ! I forgot the X name for a Blessed bit and it was all because of you. I adore you so lots it hurts ! When are you going to marry me, you are going to marry me, are n't you ? ``

She had an answer for that, too. `` Of row I am, Master. I saw us together with little Shawn nearly twenty years ago, when I borrowed and rocked another little missy 's dollie while she slept. ``

This intricate young woman was proving to be worth everything I had risked to take in her, and so much more. I could only desire I could help attain the long ago visual sense of that lonely abused fry add up true !

I called Tom Harris on my cell phone, walked out of the original house, and asked him, `` Do you bear anyone destitute to run an errand ? Kitti never had her own baby doll in that orphanage, and I 'll leave five c cash for the first one to appear on the Gypsy ! ``

Tom was literally aghast at such a thing. `` I 'll be there in twenty dollar bill minutes, Shawn, just go for 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 hand him a declamatory roll of uncounted cash. He said, `` No, rationalise me ? That pretty lady has brought me three times that in business ! ``

I shook his hand, and told him give thanks you, he said, `` Go drive concern of her, Shawn. ``

I sat in my airplane pilot professorship and gently pulled Katalin into my arms. She must have been exhausted physically and emotionally.

I handed her the pretty box that held her infant chick inside. She held it and cried for at least an hr, but I hoped they were tear of healing.

'' So, what do you desire to do to aid the young lady and son there now ? We can easily buy truckloads of toys and clothes and distribute them. ``

'' No. thank you, headmaster. It is my obligation. I have made millions in my career, but most of that was misspent by my managing director, though I do still get the balance. Would you mind if I made one more photoshoot for the children before I show a baby bump ? ``

'' Once more to go out on top should n't smart, I would n't think, Kitti. Ted Shawn Junior 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 week as a location alone, and all of your macho fans would love it ! ``

'' Oh ! That 's a superb selling point, Master ! '' Kitti agreed, `` We should be able-bodied to get some promos in for the boudin business and the marina here if that works out, too ! I have the link info online, if you 'll show me how to get there on this information processing system. ``

XXX transactions later she had her proposals sent off to the three magazines, and in an hr the speech sound started ringing for her. It rang all day long.

When the illustration from the lure society called I asked if we could get back with them later, telling them we were currently in dialogue with three major cartridge holder for photoshoots onboard our Textron MLB. I added we would proffer the Saami to them for word picture or vids of Katalin fishing with their decoy, if the price were right.

I gave them Tom 's phone number for a extension, and told them vids of Kitti would be on one of the Sam Houston News epithelial duct making her latest catches. They said they 'd investigate, then call me back.

On Katalin 's end the cartridge author and producer were clamoring wanting to sleep with what the hell a Textron Motor Lifeboat was.

I gave her access to the natural process pictures I 'd pulled off the net, then the universal resource locator to some of the best clips online. We backed the sauceboat off the loading dock for a few moments, and Tom took some flick of the `` Gypsy '' to send them, consummate with her new name painted on the sides. Kitti played exhaust hood ornament for these pictures on our foredeck in a bikini.

Maurice brought us by two quart of gumbo soil he 'd made, and said our lawyers were already looking over one prissy shop position he 'd found for sale. It was large enough for tables to serve Cajun foods, too. Katalin and I broke out bowls and spoon and attacked the delicious gumbo !

As we ate Kitti accessed her website and posted some of the incomparable painting Aaron had sent us of her with her ball field leash, leash, and tiara. There would be one thousand of her fan covetous of me before the day 's end !

She added the pictures of her with her Pisces and `` Gypsy '' and titled the page, `` A Hungarian Gypsy Girl goes to Lone-Star State, country of Big Pisces and Billionaires ! ``

I had to laugh at her quick conversion from starving footling knuckle down girl to the courtesan of a billionaire, but I understood she knew how best to present her alteration in lifestyle to her many fans to retain their support.

After an on-line hunting I left Kitti long enough to buy a brace of food items from the marina fund. I was mixing a great bowl of it when Kitti rushed to my incline asking, `` What is that, Master ? It smells divine ! ``

'' I 'll throw it mixed in a present moment, darling. '' I told her, `` I wanted a tasty and fun surprise to spoil you even more, and did a search to see if there were already a recipe for such a spread. It has Philadelphia ointment cheeseflower, butter, paprika, caraway seed, and green Allium cepa. Here are bagels for you to put it on. ``

She grabbed the sports stadium and bagels and scurried to a defensive military position in a corner at the headspring of the bed before even tasting it. When she did she let out a foresightful sigh of contentment.

'' Oh, that is so toothsome, professional, and one More reason why I ca n't live without you ! What ? '' She 'd just noticed the come to look on my face.

'' Oh, me protecting my bowling ball in a street corner ? It 's an implanted substance abuse from growing up around a one hundred larger greedy children. nigh head-shrinker say I was raised a feral youngster. seed here, I 'll percentage my kickshaw with you ! '' She spooned some of her spread onto bagels for me.

I saw Kitti later licking the hold up of the paste off her finger like cake frosting. `` Oh. '' She smiled and said, `` I am eating for two now. You would n't require me to deprive our tiny son of a Hungarian delicacy, would you ? ``

Trying to be a good Father of the Church and Master, I went back to the store for ingredients for More spread. I had an inkling she 'd never be without it for long again. She asked me for the take recipe then she added it to her website for her loyal fans.

Dave, my police officer friend called and his news threw a impermanent wet mantle over our spirit ! He asked, `` Shawn, are you gratis to talk ? ``

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

'' I did a checkout on Katalin 's manager and early than a few umbrageous quite a little, he 's fresh. Interpol says he 's never been KGB. She could have taken him, even if he had been. ``

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

Dave responded, `` I mean she allowed you to kidnap and chain her. Before her modeling career she was the officer in charge of Martial art grooming of a Hungarian defence reaction Force Reconnaissance Battalion. Do n't puddle that little girl off, Shawn. ``

'' Oh dirt, Dave ! I 'm in love with the girl and asked her to marry me ! ``

Dave laughed loudly, then shared, `` If she feels the like about you, you 'll never ask another bodyguard. Our Army intelligence says she was like a force out of nature on the field of battle she 's been on with NATO. Have a nice day, chum. ``

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

Katalin knew immediately by the facial expression 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 unhappy ? ``

'' Katalin. '' I came near to breaking down in tear ! `` How much of our life together has been fiction ? I know you allowed me to nobble you, Baby. You weigh, what, a hundred and twenty pounds and our US Army Intelligence calls you a 'force of nature'on the battlefield ?'''

She wailed like a baby and clung to me. `` Master ! '' She sobbed, `` Please do n't be furious with me ! It began as an adventure, you bought me a drink, and I followed you. You went through with your architectural plan, then I fell in love with you and I could n't endure for you to hold me back to the hotel ! Everything else is true. ``

What could I do, throw the love of my life story out for misleading me on things that were mostly none of my cursed line of work ?

'' Your Master is smarter than you think, my Darling Kitti. I would n't trade you for all the wealth in the world, and thank you for not handing me my ass when I used the sandbag 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 humorous facet of this I had to ploughshare with her. `` If we 're ever confronted physically by tough Guy I 'll just tell them, 'You think you guys are tough ? I 'll let the little cleaning lady consume care of you !'''

That put a grin back on Kitti 's brass. `` maestro, you would n't ? I suppose you would ! That 's screaming, you 're so mirthful ! ``

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

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

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

I `` gimp '' her wrist joint and ankle loosely with scarf, then entered her wet pussy from behind 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 arrive at creamy butter with this ! ``

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

When I woke after a nap I saw Kitti 's beautiful blue angel heart watching me. `` sweetheart. '' I told her, `` Be thinking of what sort of engagement and wedding rings you 'd prefer as well as cocktail rings, bracelets, mortise joint chains, or whatever. We have to prepare your trousseau for get married life history. ``

'' Remember, Hank Aaron said we are his top customer now and will receive 'generous bank discount on our future leverage', so everything you buy will save your Master money ! ``

Kitti laughed at me while kissing me crazily ! `` Your little striver sees the logic in that, Master, and will do her effective to please you ! ``

'' See that you do, knuckle down. '' I told her sternly, `` It is one of your many responsibility to master copy to be much more expensively dressed than my fellow worker 's arm candy. ``

'' Sigh ! '' Kitti swooned, `` Your poor slave is so overworked ! ``

'' None of that, faineant slave ! '' I growled, `` I beat you workaday, as is my duty, and still you give me no milk for my coffee or butter for my toast ? '' Kitti began kissing my feet adoringly until she began tickling me and I begged her to turn back !

'' Your striver has decided, Master ! '' Kitti announced, `` It is my duty to you to put my natural modesty parenthesis and become the trophy wife you can be proud of at your nightclub. I will wear your bling bling. ``

'' Oh. '' I asked, `` No more blate wallflower like you were the last fourth dimension we were there ? '' Kitti laughed, remembering kissing Stephanie in front end of everyone, while wearing her new rhomb collar, leash, and tiara.

'' For our next visit, I will also wear the Indian bridal jewelry Hath Panja or Hathphool. I believe they call them slave watchband here. None of the glass dress up jewellery will do for your woman, though. ``

'' Mine will have the most beautiful of large precious ruby, emeralds, and sapphires set in gold, as will my arm circle. A man who can afford a million five for his sportfishing boat can afford to garb his slave lavishly. ``

If Katalin was trying to get a boost out of me, she did, but maybe not as she had expected. `` Very commodity, slight slave. '' I told her, `` I 'm sword lily you 're coming out of your reclusive eggshell and getting into the flavour of the prize wife 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 bride of Shawn McGregor, of McGregor Unlimited.

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

The next good morning the ten modelling of my new ingathering of classic Panerai watches 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 animated When I told her something had been delivered.

She savagely ripped the bundle apart, then took all ten mannikin out of the junk, box by box, and lined them up. `` Oh overlord. '' She cried, `` They 're beautiful, and I 'm so sword lily I could buy the expert wrist sentry in the world for you to show you my dearest ! ``

I glanced at my faithful vintage Rolex on my wrist. It had seen me punctually to college classes, snow ski crashes, airplane smashes, bibulous fraternity smash, spring break plash, and three car crashes. It was still valued at thirty sentence what I 'd paid for it twenty years ago !

Not being stupid, I wrapped kitti tightly in my arms and thanked her with every iota of sincerity in my body ! `` Oh, my cute darling Kitti, what did I ever do without you ? give thanks you, I adore you so very much ! ``

We thankfully had some idle meter that morning. I shared with her, `` Kitti, I think you know now my love for you will outlast the pyramids. Would you care to part with me what you and the ex discussed at the golf club ? ``

She seemed somewhat surprised I had finally brought the field up. She said, `` Stephanie has realized the horrific mistake she made leaving you, Master. She wants to make amends and come back to you, in any capability you will accept her. ``

My thinker was concentrating on staying calm, and not growling ! I smiled, and calmly said, `` So you agreed to act as her advocate ? Did you notice she had this 'revelation'only after seeing you wearing the hundred thousand one dollar bill in jewelry I bought for you ? What 's in this for you, Babe ? ``

Katalin went to her articulatio genus at my feet. `` My Master 's felicity is all that concerns me. I know you loved her very practically 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 idea 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 woman I adore into my life sentence. I do n't think she 'd like the slave education I 'd put her through, either. Imagine calendar month of corrective 'Sit ! halt !'wearing only a leather dog collar and chain. ''