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Liner.

love affair on the High Seas.

When the ocean liner stopped at manilla and the gang of overweight American tourists trooped down the gangboard bearing their luggage, and as usual talking at the top of their interpreter I was relieved. The trip from Colombo had not been up to my expectations. I had booked the trip with visual modality of slim satiny Asiatic boys in my idea, and had been overwhelmed by the gang of fat heart aged American's that had been on board. The one cute Sri Lankan shop steward on the ship was called Romal and had turned out to be a paid Gigolo who was only interested in the dollars he could milk from the passenger, in particular the American's. He swung both ways and did not care if he serviced either males or female person as long as a fistful of dollar bill came his way. I was still Cy Young enough to resist at the idea of paying for sex and yet not old enough to have reached the DoS of having to do so to ensure suitable company. I certainly had no intention of spending good money to permit some gigolo to quid my ass, nor was I willing to pay him what he wanted to allow me to use his body.

As the loud mathematical group of tourists sauntered down the gangplank, I stood leaning on the railings waiting with some inflammation to see what the new arrivals would be like, fervently hoping that there would be at least one or two possibleness among them. The assortment crowd that was now approaching the ship seemed to be fully made up of Asians. Leading the pack was a strong phalanx of Japanese business men, wearing almost identical suits with their cameras dangling from their necks, and faces wreathed in monovular smiling. conclusion behind them came the Filipinos, in folk groups being shepherded by anxious looking fathers, all of them radiant as peacocks in their obviously new clothes. One or two of the teenage boys in this lot looked interesting. But the most interesting one of all was dragging along at the tail end of the caboodle. He appeared to be a single boy who did not have any fellow traveler or parents in tow. My interest perked up immediately. He looked to be around 19 or 20, though as usual with Asian son like this he could birth been younger. He had the broad malar and unmortgaged hairless face typical of the realm. Unusual was the fact that he was alone and seemed to be carrying just a small duffle bag. No suitcase, no camera and no beaming face. He was dressed in a distich of scruffy jeans and a silk shirt that looked as if it belonged with a tuxedo, rather than being casually paired with jeans. As he approached the railing 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 ensure that I would not be forced to share my cabin with some ghastly Nipponese business sector man or a humble child from one of the Filipino kinsfolk. He had suspected my interest in gay sex and had, with a lewd blinking, assured me he would see that I got a"desirable"companion for the rest of the journey to Sydney. He also indicated that he would be expecting me to cough up a decent total of money if he got me the"right wing"kind of cabin checkmate. Looking at the social rank and file of the new arrivals I idly wondered just who I would be sharing my cabin with over the adjacent 10 Clarence Day. I hoped it would be with someone who was at least presentable if not ripe looking. And of grade if it was somebody whom I could get up to some"hanky panky"with, so a good deal the better.

putting aside my pinch on these matter I went forward to keep an eye on with my usual fascination the cognitive operation of leaving a harbor and heading out to sea. Watching the tug gravy boat bury their sterns almost into the urine as they took up the load on the cables and then sensing the behemoth beneath me begin to move never ceased to delight me. Feeling the rumble of the engines starting up and watching the curl of the bow wave ascension higher as we got underway kept me riveted at the bow of the ship till almost sunset. I never ceased to be completely engrossed by the disappearance of land and the endless vistas offered by the assailable ocean.

When I went down to my cabin to change for dinner I could see no evidence of any trip companion. There was no baggage in the cabin and no sign of anyone having entered either. Wondering what was to transpirate I went to the dining room and was greeted at the door by Romal. The steward had a smug aspect on his human face and while escorting me to my table informed me that he had allotted the endorse rot in my cabin to one of the two teen aged sons of the Filipino family who would be sharing the board with me. He told me I could *********** whichever of the boys that either took my fancy, or stirred my loin. He made the introductions to the kinfolk who were already seated at the tabular array and with a somewhat proprietary air announced that I would pee the alternative as to which of the 2 boys, who were in their later teenager, would be sharing my cabin. During the class of dinner I studied both sonny boy carefully. They were not very shy and were quite well spoken and extremely polite as are most Asian lads of that age. Though it was the untested of the two that was more outgoing I eventually decided that I may have a better chance to tempt the elderly one into playing some secret body games at night. When I announced my decision I thought I saw a look of disappointment on the immature boys face.

During dinner party I noticed that the ace boy I had seen earlier was seated with a group of 3 Japanese occupation men at an table not so far away from mine. He still had the dull listless face on his nerve and seemed to be quite lost in his own world. The Japanese men at his table tried to admit him in their animated conversation but he was not very responsive and soon they were ignoring him completely. He left the put off very soon, after picking at his food though hardly eating much. When I was taking my usual walk of life around the deck after dinner again I noticed the boy sitting alone in a quiet corner of the deck of cards and began to inquire about him. But I did not intrude on his purdah and soon decided to go below. When I reached my cabin I found that the elder of the 2 boys who had been at the table was already inside and lying in the amphetamine berth. As I had observer during dinner party he was a pleasant looking boy and was now lolling at his ease dressed in only a duo of packer shorts, and reading what appeared to be a amusing book.

Deciding that the beneficial way to detect whether he would be amenable to some fun and frolic would be to let him"see"me as I was changing into my night dress which was a alike yoke of boxer, I started to move out my clothes and standing fully naked in front of the mirror proceeded to put on my drawers, managing to guide a lot foresightful than usual to do so to insure he could induce a well facial expression at what I possessed. I could see from his contemplation that he was concern in what he saw and was gazing with ecstatic care at my organic structure. His attention was riveted on my penis and balls and he did not notice me watching him in the mirror. I could also see a motility in his shorts as his prick started to rise.



turn away from the mirror I went and leaning against the feed bunk and put my hand directly on his semi unvoiced cock. I got a chemical reaction from him ... ... but it was not what I had expected. Without a auditory sensation of protest or refusal he simply let his comical Christian Bible drop cloth over his face and lay perfectly still, though his peter rose to wide erecting and was throbbing under my hand. I squeezed it slightly and felt him turn even harder. I lifted my other hand to his breast and started to gently play with his nipple. The areola were big and of the grand colour only found on Asian masses. Soon his nipples were also hard and standing clear. Lowering my mouth to his bureau I started to suck them alternately. I explored his thigh and low-spirited belly and was soon kissing and licking his navel and the lineage of fine pubic hair that started on his abdomen and disappeared into his boxershorts. Through all this, other than the throbbing of his cock and its extreme hardness, he made no sound or comment or movement. His hands were still holding the mirthful book over his look. Slipping both my implements of war beneath his soundbox I lifted him and brought him down to lie on my bunk, and stretched myself alongside him. But when I tried to move out the comic covering his face he made a negative sound and firmly held it in plaza. Having had anterior experience with many Asian boys I immediately understood he wanted the cabin light turned off and was not willing to look directly at my face or body in the light.

Only after I switched off the visible light and the cabin was plunged into darkness did he set aside me to choose away the book. In the number dark his restraint and inhibitions were regurgitate aside. He responded to my buss and was soon exploring my torso with his work force just as I was exploring his, allowing me to examine his mouth with my clapper and then putting his lingua deep into my backtalk. Very soon both of us were completely naked and with voiceless prick pressed on hard prick we continued sucking and Gallic cuddling. He allowed me to move down till his dick was in my mouth and then slowly pivoted his trunk around so he could do the same to me. But when in my eagerness to proceed farther I started to search the crack of his ass and my finger was searching for his entry maw. He stopped sucking my cock and whispered in a barely audible vocalism,"Uncle ... Please Uncle ... No anal"Respecting his wishes I stopped myself and continued to savor the early delight offered by his lithe slim body and putz. We very soon reached our completion and ejaculated in each other's mouths. He then turned himself around again and lay side by side to me with his drumhead resting on my articulatio humeri, his leg thrown over my thighs and his hitch peter pressed to the side of my leg, my cock gripped in his hired man. He was soon riotous asleep. I also dropped off to sleep well pleased by the change in my luck.

Very early the following morning, before it became brightly, he slid from my bed and climbed up to his upper situation. I heard him moving around as he pulled on his clothes and then he got down and left the cabin. I saw him succeeding at the board when I went for my breakfast. He barely looked up as I sat down and a red blush spread across his grimace. Behaving in a very normal way I greeted the folk without paying any untoward aid to the boy. I spoke to his parents and his Brother and included him in some of the cosmopolitan remarks. I knew the situation. He was afraid and uncertain about how I would conduct after our dalliance of the previous night and unwilling to calculate at or front me. I was eventually able to get him alone in a corner of the deck, though he had tried his just to avoid me, I told him that what we had done the previous night was nil 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 link by my behaviour or my treatment of him he relaxed enough to seem at me while I was speaking and the rosy colouring receded from his face.

I also told him I had enjoyed the experience and hoped he had as well. I also let him know that unless he was interested in a repeat execution I would not demand it from him. He was eager enough to assent to having another session that Nox. After dinner the only conflict to the premature day's experience was that when I entered the cabin I found him already on my mooring and wearing only his undies which clearly showed his state of arousal. I enjoyed myself tasting and teasing him and was able to sustain the session for a much longer time and we both achieved a number of interjection before we finally dozed off.

I spent much of the following day as I usually did, close to the bow of the ship, watching the spread out sea and the dolphins jumping sack of the piss before cris- crossing under the boat only to repeat their leaps of ecstasy. Towards the latter part of the good afternoon when about of the passenger were resting Romal the steward approached me. The look on his human face was enough to state me that he had discovered the fact that I had scored with my fellow passenger. Not wanting to deny it or to forefend the upshot 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 cooperator. He then told me that I could call upon the younger of the two brothers also if I was so inclined, as he had discovered the boy in a compromising country with one of the Jap business men during the aurora and had told him he would sustain it a secluded if the boy would accept to sharing my cabin for a nighttime or so. Apparently the boy was bore and very willing to sample what I had to offer and it was he who had alerted Romal to the fact that I had seduced his elder brother, which he had discovered by observing his sidekick reaction to me over the 2 premature days 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 elder boy I asked if he objected to the proposed variety. Though knowing full well what would transpire, he quite readily agreed to allow his new brother to engage my cabin that dark. While having dinner party I studied the younger boy. I soon came to the conclusion that he was actually the meliorate looking of the 2 and from the way he kept looking at me and grinning he also conveyed his interest in what was going to occur between us later that Night. My mistrust were soon confirmed. He entered the cabin a few instant after I did and without saying a give-and-take locked the door. Unlike his elder brother he showed no signs of the usual Asian shyness and without troubling to shift off the Christ Within he stripped off his clothes and dropping then on the floor came and stood in forepart of me. His Whitney Moore Young Jr. and sleek body was enticing. He had very just a small amount of money of pubic hair that enhanced the forward jutting penis and neat round balls that nestled close below. He climbed up on my lap and kneeling astride me started to shower kisses and licks on my face and lips.

Then he slowly proceeded to divest me of all my clothes, allowing me to do no more than raise my ass from the bunk so he could slip my knickers and underwear from under me making as raw as he was. Again settling astride my lap his kisses soon had me getting aroused. He was much more than slack than his elderberry bush brother and appeared to have absolutely no inhibitions. My hammer soon rose to a standstill and he settled himself astride me allowing it to slue between the balmy small nerve of his ass and as it found the entrance to his stub he pushed himself firmly downwards and surprisingly my hammer slid in without any need of lubricating substance. It was discernible he was much Thomas More experienced than his comrade and had no reserve to getting fucked. He then pushed me flat on to my back and started to ride my dick with an abandon I had never encountered before in an Asian boy.

As he was rising and falling on the distance of my cock I grasped his prick which was stiff as a board and wanked him. We reached climax almost simultaneously and he shot his sticky boy's cum all over my bureau and face as my load deposited itself deep in his yap. Needles to say we did not kip much that dark. He was young and eagre to explore all I could show and teach him [ which was not very a lot ] But one position he had not experienced before was being fucked while he lay on his backrest with his legs resting on my shoulder joint and his cute ass spread wide before me and to receive my cock pushed into him so deep that my pubic hair rubbed roughly against the cutis around his hole. He unlike his senior buddy was not shy to speak about his old experiences and to look up to the size and length of my cock and its callousness and the fact that I was capable to get a rise almost as fast as he was after an ejaculation.

He told me his brother's intellect for avoiding anal sex was that he was in"be intimate"with another boy in their home townspeople and was"preserving"himself for that boy. He kept me caller for the next 3 days of our voyage and often would slip up to me during the day and with a wink ask me if I wanted to"take a residual ”. Of course 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 people could do together in bed and were both quick for a variety of tempo and collaborator.

After we discussed this he happily ran off to find Romal and see which of the Jap business men he could next seduce and to hit ingress to that humanity cabin. He also told me his ambition was to sleep with every available man he could before we reached Sydney.

I had been observing the lone boy I have mentioned earlier and though he seemed to be an extremely shy and shy sort of boy his looks were attractive and there was something very appealing about his woebegone locution and I asked Romal to arrange for him to be my next cabin teammate. I had absolutely no approximation if I would find him to be an amiable associate or if I could cajole him into my bed but whatever the outcome I decided that I wanted to chance 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 shift for dinner I noticed that the boy's duffle bag was lying on the upper bunk though there was no preindication of the lad himself. He was present at the dining table for dinner but hardly responded to any of the questions that the others put to him ... as they were speaking a Filipino idiom I could not understand what was being said but from the unforesightful responses the boy gave I gathered that he was not saying much. I myself refrained from saying anything other than a"Good Evening"When I returned to the cabin after my usual after dinner party walkway around the ship's deck the boy was already there. He was lying on his bunk staring at the ceiling and appeared lost in though.

Even though he was not very leave to answer my questions I was able to drop back some of his storey from him with deadening patient and simple questions. His name was Manuelle. He had lived in manila paper from his birth, and was now on his way to Sir Philip Sidney to join a college after he had won a scholarship there. He was infelicitous at having to leave everything he had ever known and to take to go to a strange and new blank space. His family circumstances prevented any of his people from accompanying him and he was very worried of what he would find in Sydney. At that prison term I did not take a crap any open acknowledgment to my ground for having him as my cabin mate for the rest of the voyage, nor did I indicate, that after seeing him at much nearer reach than I had in the retiring few years, was quite taken with his face and that the desire to give him in my bed was getting stronger by the instant. After I had heard his story, during the telling of which he had got more relaxed and had started to respond more easily, I turned off all the lights and went to sleep.

It was well into the still scout of the dark that I was woken by a audio. It was the auditory sensation of individual stifling his crying. I got up from my nonsense and turning on the dim gamy night light in the cabin, saw that it was Manuelle who was crying. I poured him a meth of water and giving it to him asked what the trouble was. Eventually after often hesitation he told me he was feeling very homesick and missing his buddy and Sister and family. How I got him to do it I do not fuck, but I got him to come and sit next to me on my bunk and putting an arm around his shoulders told him not to worry too a great deal.

At first he was stiff and resisted my comforting him but then slowly relaxed enough to put his mind on my shoulder though his soundbox was still shaken from sentence to time with his sobs. We sat like that for quite some prison term and his crying slowly came to a stoppage, though I could feel his totally body was tense up and trembling. I got him to lie down adjacent to me on my berth and wrapped him in my limb. We dropped off to sleep lying like that with the blue devil night light still on. There was null sexual in our actions just one soundbox taking ease from the proximity of another. I woke the next morning to find his mind nestled on my shoulder, his arm across my chest and one of his legs thrown across my thigh. I could feel the whole of his slight slender underframe pressed up close to my body. My feelings were quite complex. I was still attracted to him and worry to seduce him but there was also something so vulnerable and slight about him that it created a protective instinct in me that wanted to envelop him up and keep him from being hurt in any way.

When he woke up and found himself pressed up to me like that he jumped up from the bunk and started to falter out apologies. I calmed him down and told him it was not a problem. We spent much of that day inside the cabin talking and getting to know about each former. At first it was not an easy task to get him to talk about himself and he was especially shy when it came to his emotions and experiences, but as the day drew on he started to be much more open about his life story. That night when we returned to the cabin after dinner it did not demand very much to persuade him to come up and lie down following to me. Strangely for me I never made any effort to introduce any sexual component into our relationship and for the adjacent 3 days and nighttime our relationship was platonic and consisted of outgo much of the day together, chatting and learning many details about each other. The dark were spent in talking and then sleeping together in one nonsense with him lying cradled in my sleeve. Eventually I did enjoin him about my sexuality and liking for boys but also made it quite clear that I would not make any need for sex or expect him to do anything he was not occupy 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 bluish night light that had been kept on for the premature few nights. As the darkness settled around us he hesitatingly told me that as that would be the last night that we would be together he was bequeath to let me use his body as I wished, as a refund for my kindness towards him. Surprising myself despite my desire to explore his soundbox I told him that I was not matter to in such an arrangement. I was attracted to him and would let enjoyed having sex with him, but that it should be, that he wanted to do it, because he liked me and not to repay me for just a round-eyed act of kindness. Lying next to me in the darkness he seemed to palpate more secure and began to speak about his apprehension of reaching Sydney the next day and of what he was to do. His uncertainty about being able to obtain 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 arms and as on the previous 3 nights slept through the dark without any signboard of the first night's homesickness or angst.

It was after we woke the next morning and having finished breakfast returned to the cabin to tamp our belongings in anticipation of the landing at Sydney that I began to broach the mind that had been germinating in my head from the premature nighttime. I had learnt that the college Manuelle was to take care was very close to my post of business and in the field I had been allotted a company flat tire. Though I was alone the flat allotted to me was a 2 bedroom one. So I proposed that instead of him occupying a elbow room in the college or trying to incur digging or staying as a paying guest in some rooming sign of the zodiac he could make out and share my flat cashbox he was settled in the college and had found his way around Sydney. Of trend I made it quite clear to him that I would not await to receive any sexual favours from him in return for this. Our transcription would allow him to sense secure as he would stimulate me around in the evening and since he was now somewhat conversant with me he would not feel so alone or suit too homesick. I expected him to hesitate or show some sign of his earliest remoteness, but as I made the proposal, I saw his face and climate lighten and for the first gear fourth dimension since I had laid eyes on him 10 solar day previously I saw a big grin banquet across his face. Throwing his blazon around me he hugged me near and said he would be only too well-chosen to amount and stay with me in the flat.

It was yesteryear 6 pm when the ship berthed and when the landing formalness were over we were almost the first gear ace to disembark, catching a cab we went directly to the flat. Getting the Florida key from the construction super we let ourselves in. It was a pleasant east cladding flat and from the balcony in the strawman we had a nice vista of the beach dappled with the shadows of the buildings thrown there by the setting sun. On the proper side there was a large sleeping room also facing east, with French Windows that opened to a split up balcony and a slightly smaller bedchamber on the give slope of the sitting room. I offered to let Manuelle use the turgid room as his need of distance to maintain his books etc was more than mine. But he said he would opt to have the modest room and was soon officious unpacking his merger holding in it. I unpacked my stuff in the master copy bedchamber and flopped down on the broad bed and without meaning to, was soon sound asleep. It was well after midnight when I awoke to find that I was not alone. Manuelle was lying next to me with his arms around me and his solid slim consistency pressed to the length of my own. It was quite a familiar sensation since we had spent the last 4 nights sleeping in somewhat the Same manner, thought the bed in the apartment was large and unsubtle with plenty of way unlike the moorage on the ship.

Next dawning it was quite early when the pearly Light of the rising sun coming through the unfastened windowpane roused me from my slumber. Manuelle was still lying next to me though now it was my weaponry wrapped around his body and his pert bottom pressed back into my crotch. Over the next few mean solar day and weeks this became the locating we almost always woke up in. I would come home from the office to witness Manuelle oceanic abyss in his studies. We would either cook ourselves a meal or go out for dinner and come back to the flat. I would scan for a clock time and he would study or we would sit together and chat about our day. I would usually go to bed before he would and when he had finished his field of study he would dislocate into my bed and press against me. It was a pleasant sensation but still without any shape of sexual excitation. For me to be in bed with a nubile youth and yet not to desire a sexual spill was something I had not yet experienced in my biography

This platonic sort relationship was something very unusual for me. I was more wonted to having sex than doing without it. But for some reason I did not want to be the one to start any form of sexuality into our family relationship. Normally I would receive 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 boldness had lost the distressed and pinched expression he had carried when I first saw him he had over the intervening metre blossomed into a very sweetly looking and attractive boy. His slim lithe body was without a trace of hair's-breadth [ or at least what parts I had seen of it were ] and his face had taken on a effulgent look with a beaming grin forever hovering around his full lips. And though both he and I were often trucking rig erect in the morning when we woke I had no estimation of what he had hidden beneath his shorts.

It was perhaps around 6 weeks from when we had moved into the flat together that the situation altered. It was a Fri evening and the next 2 days were vacation. I was quite late in returning to the 2-dimensional having stayed in the office to sack up all pending body of work so that Sabbatum and Sunday could be spent just lazing around on the beach or wandering around Sydney seeing the heap. As was my want when returning from work I went straight to my bedroom and stripped off my clothes and headed into the can for a shower. Standing under the streaming menstruation of water I was quite unaware of the bathroom door opening and the unveiling of another individual into the room, until I felt someone press up against my back and 2 arm came around and gripped me in a rigorous embracement. It was of course Manuelle and he was still fully dressed. Holding his dead body difficult against mine he began to speak. He told me that he had expected me to make the first 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 entice me by wearing skimpy shorts around the flat and when sleeping next to me he had tried to usher me he was make by often pressing his ass against me. He also told me he had often spied on me when I was showering and had started desiring my physical structure. He then proceeded to ask me if I still desired him in a intimate way or if I had lost stake in him or if I had found another lover.

Unclasping his hands from around my chest turned to face him and then kissed him fully on the rim. His body melted into mine and I could find him trembling much as he had been when we had first touched on panel the ship on the nighttime he had been sobbing in his hogwash. But this time I knew that the trembling was not fear or misgiving but from desire. How a good deal 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 clothes revealing for the first time, to my hungry regard, his beautiful consistency. He stood patiently under the needle nebuliser of the rain shower as I traced the lines of his fount and chest. My fingerbreadth followed the contours of his flat belly to the junction of his legs where a light dusting of hair's-breadth drew my attention to his cock which was at half mast, then down his slim stage to the perfectly proportioned metrical unit. Turning his pliant and willing trunk around I then examined his spinal column and the shape of his keister which fitted my hired hand to perfection. All that I saw only server to enhance my sense of pass completion .... this is what I had been seeking all of my life.

Despite the phone number of male child I had seduced over the yr and the act that had seduced me what I was experiencing with this boy was something totally stranger and marvelous. Of form the fact that we were both naked created its own separate nuclear fission in our body and the reciprocal desire now took the upper deal. Turning off the exhibitioner we hurriedly dried off and lost no time in repairing to the comfort of the big bed where we spent the repose of the night exploring each early. Though he was shy and diffident at first as desire drove him onward he soon became clear in the search of the ultimate delight derived from another's accepting and willing body.

The tone I experienced when I penetrated his behind for the first clip were unprecedented for me as were the tone he had when I first took his beautiful cock in my mouth that day. We have been together for over a decade now and yet every time 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 return he refuses. I completed my stretch in the company and was able to wangle the ownership of the Sami flat as a part of my settlement. I think the greatest gift we have given each former is the feeling of contentment and fulfilment that permeates our lives. 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 entire life.

Finis.

The events recounted in this account occured in the recently 1980 's. It may interest lecturer to fuck that Manuelle and I are still together as I write this storey. { 10/2015 } Feel free to message me if you liked my account of how I found True erotic love .