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We decided to move forward on the sailboat’s deck. Each event was getting shorter due to our increased sensitivity. By the time we got to the anchor locker, even a gentle touch was a bit too much. She had her hands on the bow rails with the jib sail as a backdrop to starboard. The big orange sunset glowed dead ahead of us, and the grey freighter to port was long gone.

I held her hips in each hand and indulged sensuously between them. There was no stopping now. I reached around and below her chest, located a nipple, and squeezed it painfully as I humped faster and faster.

Our screams of electrical ecstasy echoed across the ocean. I let myself fall back into the jib sail. Berlin clung to my naked body with her head buried in my neck. She wasn’t letting go. I felt her body experiencing waves of tremors as the aftershocks slowly faded.

***

We were less than a day from our channel, and our thoughts shifted to burying the evidence. The digital photos were all on the computer, and the toys were all sterilized and back in the bottom drawer. The photo from the yacht club was innocent enough. The painting was on its way to Germany, and any bruises or sore spots had healed and were being tanned.

As we got within four hours of Key West, Berlin started gathering her clothes, packing everything and putting them in her cabin. She also changed the sheets in the master cabin and added them to the laundry bag (pillowcases) containing the towels and wet swimsuits. She packed all of my things too, and she found the bowl of jewelry in the head.

“Louis, do you want me to pack your jewelry, or are you going to wear it ashore?” she asked as she admired the ring.

“Just pack it. Thanks!” I said.

She was admiring the salt pond ring in the sunlight and watching the colorful fireworks that reflected like a disco ball onto the bathroom ceiling. She slipped it on her finger. Then she turned and looked at it closely in the mirror. She felt an electrical shock as she saw her own eyes glow green. She screamed.

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Amaretto18Monday morning, before sunrise, Lisa snuck into my bedroom.  She woke me up with a kiss and I ran my hand up under her dress.
“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”

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After super I sat on the couch and watched the Jefferson’s in Spanish on the TV.  Lisa sat in the floor between my legs, leaning against the couch.  I massaged her shoulders as she played with my legs.  Momma Saborio spent more time giving us both dirty looks, then watching TV.   We grabbed a passionate kiss in the hallway before going to our separate bedrooms for the night….  AAAahhh!

Monday morning, before sunrise, Lisa snuck into my bedroom.  She woke me up with a kiss and I ran my hand up under her dress.

“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”

I grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed. She pounded on me and wiggled her way to freedom.  With a big horney smile on her face she wiggled her finger at me and pulled the door shut.  I heard the car start and disappear down the road.  I slept a bit longer until I heard Momma Saborio cooking breakfast.  I got up and went into the kitchen.  She handed me some toast and butter and motioned for me to help.  I got to work and in a few minutes she was making jokes about me that I didn’t understand, and laughing.  I think she thought that I may be a resident son in law in the learning stages.  Loren’s boyfriend showed up in time to eat with us, and then he took Momma into town for… something?

I did the dishes after they left and went back into my bedroom.  I closed the blinds on the window, and went back to bed.  I was awakened by the sound of a car coming up the dirt road.  It stopped in front of the house and then it left again.  I lay in bed listening as someone entered the house.  The door did not even have a lock on it!  I heard the door shut and footsteps walking around on the wood floors. They came down the hallway, the doorknob turned, and Lisa quietly came into the room.  She looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She unzipped her dress and placed it on the dresser.  She stepped out of her heels and slowly slipped off her stockings.  She walked back over to the mirror. I slipped out of the bed and quietly came from behind her.  I grasped her hands and raised them over her head, against the door, as I pushed my body against her back.  She screamed and squirmed. I held her solid.  I let her turn to see me and kissed her on the lips.

“I am so horney!”  I said, as I released her hands and grabbed her hips.

“She raised her knee and flattened my balls. I fell onto the bed trying to breathe.

“WHO ARE YOU?  AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BEDROOM?” She asked. Her eyes flashed with anger.

I was totally confused.

“LISA!  Have you lost your mind?”  I said still trying to catch my breath.

She stood looking at me with a blank look on her face.

She slowly formed a familiar sinister smile, and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I am not Lisa….  I am Loren!  Lisa and I are twins!”  She giggled and quickly put her dress back on.

I rolled off of the bed in my boxer shorts as LOREN…. went into the kitchen.

pg. 108.

“David and I came out here today and fished right here.  We had a really good time and I could not believe how well we get along.  He’s a smart kid!”  I looked back down into the water.

“He should be… he has a very intelligent father!”  She said sweetly.

“Yes… you and Andres are great parents.”  I said.

I looked at Loren. She was shaking her head back and forth at me.

“You are so damned blind!”  She said, as her attitude did a 180.

“Where did that come from?”  I asked.

“Haven’t you noticed that David’s hair is a little bit light for a Costa Rican child?”

“Yes… but I thought maybe it would darken with age.”

“No stupid…. have you noticed that he has flat feet?”

The color suddenly left my face.  I stared at her and could not speak.

“Yes!…  The answer to your question is yes!”  She said.

“How?”

She giggled a little bit and stared me in the eyes.

“Well… other than the obvious answer…  I have learned that Costa Rican birth-control pills don’t work on Americans, evidently.”  She giggled a little bit more.

“I don’t want anything from you, and I couldn’t be happier that I have such a beautiful son.  I just thought that it was time that you knew.  Someday he will figure it out himself and we will have to deal with this.  I just wanted you to have advance warning and time to think about how you will handle it.”  She said, as I stared into her watery eyes.

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After super I sat on the couch and watched the Jefferson’s in Spanish on the TV.  Lisa sat in the floor between my legs, leaning against the couch.  I massaged her shoulders as she played with my legs.  Momma Saborio spent more time giving us both dirty looks, then watching TV.   We grabbed a passionate kiss in the hallway before going to our separate bedrooms for the night….  AAAahhh!

Monday morning, before sunrise, Lisa snuck into my bedroom.  She woke me up with a kiss and I ran my hand up under her dress.
“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”
I grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed. She pounded on me and wiggled her way to freedom.  With a big horney smile on her face she wiggled her finger at me and pulled the door shut.  I heard the car start and disappear down the road.  I slept a bit longer until I heard Momma Saborio cooking breakfast.  I got up and went into the kitchen.  She handed me some toast and butter and motioned for me to help.  I got to work and in a few minutes she was making jokes about me that I didn’t understand, and laughing.  I think she thought that I may be a resident son in law in the learning stages.  Loren’s boyfriend showed up in time to eat with us, and then he took Momma into town for… something?

I did the dishes after they left and went back into my bedroom.  I closed the blinds on the window, and went back to bed.  I was awakened by the sound of a car coming up the dirt road.  It stopped in front of the house and then it left again.  I lay in bed listening as someone entered the house.  The door did not even have a lock on it!  I heard the door shut and footsteps walking around on the wood floors. They came down the hallway, the doorknob turned, and Lisa quietly came into the room.  She looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She unzipped her dress and placed it on the dresser.  She stepped out of her heels and slowly slipped off her stockings.  She walked back over to the mirror. I slipped out of the bed and quietly came from behind her.  I grasped her hands and raised them over her head, against the door, as I pushed my body against her back.  She screamed and squirmed. I held her solid.  I let her turn to see me and kissed her on the lips.

“I am so horney!”  I said, as I released her hands and grabbed her hips.
“She raised her knee and flattened my balls. I fell onto the bed trying to breathe.
“WHO ARE YOU?  AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BEDROOM?” She asked. Her eyes flashed with anger.
I was totally confused.
“LISA!  Have you lost your mind?”  I said still trying to catch my breath.
She stood looking at me with a blank look on her face.
She slowly formed a familiar sinister smile, and sat on the edge of the bed.
“I am not Lisa….  I am Loren!  Lisa and I are twins!”  She giggled and quickly put her dress back on.
I rolled off of the bed in my boxer shorts as LOREN…. went into the kitchen.

pg. 108.

“David and I came out here today and fished right here.  We had a really good time and I could not believe how well we get along.  He’s a smart kid!”  I looked back down into the water.
“He should be… he has a very intelligent father!”  She said sweetly.
“Yes… you and Andres are great parents.”  I said.
I looked at Loren. She was shaking her head back and forth at me.
“You are so damned blind!”  She said, as her attitude did a 180.

“Where did that come from?”  I asked.
“Haven’t you noticed that David’s hair is a little bit light for a Costa Rican child?”
“Yes… but I thought maybe it would darken with age.”
“No stupid…. have you noticed that he has flat feet?”
The color suddenly left my face.  I stared at her and could not speak.
“Yes!…  The answer to your question is yes!”  She said.
“How?”

She giggled a little bit and stared me in the eyes.
“Well… other than the obvious answer…  I have learned that Costa Rican birth-control pills don’t work on Americans, evidently.”  She giggled a little bit more.

“I don’t want anything from you, and I couldn’t be happier that I have such a beautiful son.  I just thought that it was time that you knew.  Someday he will figure it out himself and we will have to deal with this.  I just wanted you to have advance warning and time to think about how you will handle it.”  She said, as I stared into her watery eyes.

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      We covered the storefront windows with paper while we were working. I was impressed at how helpful Loren was while I built walls and hung drywall on them. No matter what I did, she was always right there handing me the next tool or holding the other end of the board.

One night we worked until seven o’clock. We got in my truck and headed North on I-95. I called Cracker Barrel from my cell phone and ordered two dinners to go. I remained in the truck while Loren ran into the restaurant and picked up the order. As we sat on the couch watching the TV and eating our food I occasionally looked at what she was eating. I stabbed it with my fork and tried it. She would take her fork and stab mine and before long we were both eating off of both plates and food was falling on our laps and on the couch.

I picked up some baby carrots off of the couch, pushed them against her chest, watching them fall down into her shirt. She squealed from the feeling than scooped up the rest of my mashed potatoes, crammed them up the leg of my shorts, smashing them around my unit. This became war. I found my unopened container of biscuit gravy and she grabbed the grits. The clothes were saturated and the couch was going to require a professional cleaning. We laughed as we ran down the hall together with food falling onto the Persian rug as we went. We jumped into the walk in shower of the master bedroom fully dressed. We stood with the water running, the food falling, and grabbed the shampoo from the towel bar.

We both washed our hair and used the shampoo to clean our clothing. As the suds rinsed away I started unbuttoning her blouse, and let the carrots fall into the shower. The laughing stopped. Within 60 seconds we both stood naked in the shower with our squeaky-clean bodies in full contact. After a rapid towel dry, the activities moved into the bedroom and continued until after midnight.

We woke up in the morning holding onto each other in my bed. I was wondering what I had done now, and how it was going to end up. I was in love with Lisa, but she has become so obsessed with her business, that the qualities that I used to like about Lisa have now become more prominent in Loren.

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   If you would just shut up and listen to me, you would see that there is a bigger picture involved here! I have no intention of leaving you here in Costa Rica. I want to help you get your business started and then we can sail all over the world getting new ideas for fashion as we go.            Amaretto with Coffee,   by A. D. Banyan

      Amaretto with Coffee,  is a very active, multi-cultural story, about a writer that saves a Costa Rican woman from a ships captain. A privateer working in human trafficking. They fall in love and return to Costa Rica . They steal the money from the ships captain and build a fashion empire in the United States. The book takes several dramatic changes of direction and even loses a main character prior the ship captain being extinguished. A new romance is formed and Jonah’s broken family is strangely united. This is a book of family, and happy endings, that was paid for with endurance and sacrifice.  There are several distinctive characters in Amaretto that you will never forget. ADBanyan

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        We covered the storefront windows with paper while we were working.  I was impressed at how helpful Loren was while I built walls and hung drywall on them.  No matter what I did, she was always right there handing me the next tool or holding the other end of the board.

       One night we worked until seven o’clock.  We got in my truck and headed North on I-95.  I called Cracker Barrel from my cell phone and ordered two dinners to go.  I remained in the truck while Loren ran into the restaurant and picked up the order.  As we sat on the couch watching the TV and eating our food I occasionally looked at what she was eating.  I stabbed it with my fork and tried it.  She would take her fork and stab mine and before long we were both eating off of both plates and food was falling on our laps and on the couch.  I picked up some baby carrots off of the couch, pushed them against her chest, watching them fall down into her shirt.  She squealed from the feeling then scooped up the rest of my mashed potatoes, crammed them up the leg of my shorts, smashing them around my unit.  This became war.  I found my unopened container of biscuit gravy and she grabbed the grits.  The clothes were saturated and the couch was going to require a professional cleaning.  We laughed as we ran down the hall together with food falling onto the Persian rug as we went.  We jumped into the walk in shower of the master bedroom fully dressed.  We stood with the water running, the food falling, and grabbed the shampoo from the towel bar.

        We both washed our hair and used the shampoo to clean our clothing.  As the suds rinsed away I started unbuttoning her blouse, and let the carrots fall into the shower.  The laughing stopped.  Within 60 seconds we both stood naked in the shower with our squeaky-clean bodies in full contact.  After a rapid towel dry, the activities moved into the bedroom and continued until after midnight.

       We woke up in the morning holding onto each other in my bed.  I was wondering what I had done now, and how it was going to end up.  I was in love with Lisa, but she has become so obsessed with her business, that the qualities that I used to like about Lisa have now become more prominent in Loren.

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“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”

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After super I sat on the couch and watched the Jefferson’s in Spanish on the TV.  Lisa sat in the floor between my legs, leaning against the couch.  I massaged her shoulders as she played with my legs.  Momma Saborio spent more time giving us both dirty looks, then watching TV.   We grabbed a passionate kiss in the hallway before going to our separate bedrooms for the night….  AAAahhh!

Monday morning, before sunrise, Lisa snuck into my bedroom.  She woke me up with a kiss and I ran my hand up under her dress.

“Noooo!”  She whispered, “I have to go to work. I will be home about 6:00.”

I grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed. She pounded on me and wiggled her way to freedom.  With a big horney smile on her face she wiggled her finger at me and pulled the door shut.  I heard the car start and disappear down the road.  I slept a bit longer until I heard Momma Saborio cooking breakfast.  I got up and went into the kitchen.  She handed me some toast and butter and motioned for me to help.  I got to work and in a few minutes she was making jokes about me that I didn’t understand, and laughing.  I think she thought that I may be a resident son in law in the learning stages.  Loren’s boyfriend showed up in time to eat with us, and then he took Momma into town for… something?

I did the dishes after they left and went back into my bedroom.  I closed the blinds on the window, and went back to bed.  I was awakened by the sound of a car coming up the dirt road.  It stopped in front of the house and then it left again.  I lay in bed listening as someone entered the house.  The door did not even have a lock on it!  I heard the door shut and footsteps walking around on the wood floors. They came down the hallway, the doorknob turned, and Lisa quietly came into the room.  She looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She unzipped her dress and placed it on the dresser.  She stepped out of her heels and slowly slipped off her stockings.  She walked back over to the mirror. I slipped out of the bed and quietly came from behind her.  I grasped her hands and raised them over her head, against the door, as I pushed my body against her back.  She screamed and squirmed. I held her solid.  I let her turn to see me and kissed her on the lips.

“I am so horney!”  I said, as I released her hands and grabbed her hips.

“She raised her knee and flattened my balls. I fell onto the bed trying to breathe.

“WHO ARE YOU?  AND WHY ARE YOU IN MY BEDROOM?” She asked. Her eyes flashed with anger.

I was totally confused.

“LISA!  Have you lost your mind?”  I said still trying to catch my breath.

She stood looking at me with a blank look on her face.

She slowly formed a familiar sinister smile, and sat on the edge of the bed.

“I am not Lisa….  I am Loren!  Lisa and I are twins!”  She giggled and quickly put her dress back on.

I rolled off of the bed in my boxer shorts as LOREN…. went into the kitchen.

pg. 108.

“David and I came out here today and fished right here.  We had a really good time and I could not believe how well we get along.  He’s a smart kid!”  I looked back down into the water.

“He should be… he has a very intelligent father!”  She said sweetly.

“Yes… you and Andres are great parents.”  I said.

I looked at Loren. She was shaking her head back and forth at me.

“You are so damned blind!”  She said, as her attitude did a 180.

“Where did that come from?”  I asked.

“Haven’t you noticed that David’s hair is a little bit light for a Costa Rican child?”

“Yes… but I thought maybe it would darken with age.”

“No stupid…. have you noticed that he has flat feet?”

The color suddenly left my face.  I stared at her and could not speak.

“Yes!…  The answer to your question is yes!”  She said.

“How?”

She giggled a little bit and stared me in the eyes.

“Well… other than the obvious answer…  I have learned that Costa Rican birth-control pills don’t work on Americans, evidently.”  She giggled a little bit more.

“I don’t want anything from you, and I couldn’t be happier that I have such a beautiful son.  I just thought that it was time that you knew.  Someday he will figure it out himself and we will have to deal with this.  I just wanted you to have advance warning and time to think about how you will handle it.”  She said, as I stared into her watery eyes.

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      With everyone exhausted, we called another taxi and headed back to the dock.  We all squeezed into the back while momma rode in the front with the driver.  We carried the boys down the dock to the boat.  We made up beds for them in the main cabin.  Momma had the V-berth to herself.

      Loren and I shared an unused marina shower before returning to the boat with all of the daily stress relieved.

      We closed the galley way hatch quietly and stepped over the step that creaks.  We slipped back into our cabin and shut the door softly in an effort to keep the crew asleep.  We both stripped off our cloths and slipped under the sheets.  I searched her tummy for my next son.  After failing, I wiggled my finger into her belly button.

      “Ding-Dong!…  Hey!  You in there?”

      She pulled my hand onto her breast, and put her hand on top of mine.

“SShhhhhh. Go to sleep.”


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PAGE 44          Jackson Curtis returns to their Teak Ranch in Mexico, to tragedy.

“Before you go home, walk over to the city building and see

Marlin, he’s an expat too, and he will fix you up with a contractor’s

license.”

We drove up to the job site to choose my lots. I had to put

$10,000 down as a deposit, and I chose three lots on the east side

that all had ocean views.

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“Now we wait!” he said.

I was excited as the builder rush ran through my body again. I

jumped in the yellow VW bug and headed home to tell Jade the good news.

I was ten minutes from home as a speeding black van with dark

tinted windows almost ran me off the road.

“Fuck you!” As I extended my finger over the rag top and kept

it extended until they vanished from my mirror.

Smoke rolled across the road as I got home. Everyone was in the

trees, and Jesus was spraying water on the trees, trying to keep the

fire from spreading. I jumped from the VW and ran to Jesus.

“Where is Jade? WHERE IS JADE?” as I ran toward the house.

Sol screamed at me, “Jackson!” as the heat knocked me backward,

and I crawled from the flames.

“Jade! . . . Jade!”

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squirted water on my smoldering shirt.

“Jackson! Jade was in the house. I don’t know what happened. I

heard an explosion, and by the time I ran over here, it was completely

engulfed. I have never seen anything burn so fast.”

“Jade!” as I dropped to the ground in tears.

The fire burned for two days as we all worked to keep it from

spreading. I kept looking into the flames like I expected her to walk

out at any moment. I went out to the boat and went below. I could

still smell Jade’s smell on the sheets. I cried myself to sleep. The next

day, I poked through the ashes and debris. I found nothing. Even

the metal beams were melted and warped. I drank all day as I stared

at the . . . house.

“Jackson! . . . Jackson!” I heard Sol’s voice.

“Wake up!” as he pulled my face out of the sand.

“You have company.” And I looked at a man holding his hand

out toward me. He pulled me up off the ground.

“We need to put this to rest,” he said consolingly. “I am the

minister at Sol’s church. I am also a bulldozer operator. We need to

bury this memory so you can continue your life.”

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I looked at the dozer that his son was getting off the trailer, and

I shook my head in agreement.

As I stood against a mahogany tree and watched, he dug a

hole about the size of a box truck. He pushed the entire remains

of my home into the hole, and his son poured diesel fuel over the

debris in the pit. He handed me a paper, lit it, and walked away.

I threw the flame into the pit and watched the flames devour the

remaining parts of my life. It burned overnight, and he came back

in the morning and pushed the sand over the ashes and regraded the

property. It looked like it was never there, as he loaded the dozer back

on the trailer and left. I lay down on the fresh sand, feeling Jade’s

presence with the earth.

 I have never felt so alone!

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