- Love and ruin me - she somehow quietly told me, the ocean on the waves at night, lying with me and hugging me in bed in my cabin - I want to save you from its consequences.

I did not understand my Jane then. Did not understand at all what and why?

- I whirled your head, my beloved. I will ruin you and myself with such impetuous love. Your heart will not be able to love anyone except me, and I know my love.

Jane really understood what she was talking about, from what she knew about her hypnotic immaculate feminine beauty and was completely afraid to reduce me to complete sexual insanity. She saw,

as I turn into something wild and ungovernable at the time of our sex with her and wanted to warn me with this. She herself was already sick of me and could not do anything about it. Love at first sight! The only such love and mutual uncontrollable passion between us was carrying us at random across the Pacific Ocean and we had no idea where all this would take us. This doomed love! Our love!

- But love with you is crazy happiness for me as a man! - I said, kissing her on the lips - I have no soul in you for tea and am happy that I have such a gorgeous woman! Could I dream of something else ?! I am ready to be the father of our common children, Jane. Although I am Russian, and you are Hispanic. I madly love you my baby! - I was looking at her now on the deck of the Arabella's left-hand rail, and thought about this conversation.

All that she now wanted me to become her husband. And I was not going to retreat and disbelieve the damsel in this.

Jane was afraid now for herself and for both of us now. She reasoned like a woman already and like a future mother. She was now not the same Jane, who was before our meeting. She already felt like a woman, not like a girl in the past and was going to become a mother in the future. I saw it myself and Jane thought about it seriously. She appropriated me to herself as soon as I appeared on their yacht, and made everything so that I was her man.

Nameless Archipelago

For the third day our Arabella yacht was sailing in the Pacific Ocean. Down the equator line.

The yacht was going, shaking the whole hull on both screws, the bottom and keel, sailing under the ocean waves. Lowering all your sails. The engines both worked like clockwork in Arabella’s main cabin. Which showed three o'clock in the afternoon. Strictly on the compass to the south. The wind was never, as not ask and had to use both engines of Arabella. Her triangular canvas white sails just dangled on their mounts and cables of metallized nylon, their white linen like regular rags.

Daniel and I twisted both jibs on the bowsprit of our yacht. I helped Denniel on the deck all day and kept my eyes on my beloved Jane.

She then alternately steered with two hand wheels, then stood on the very nose of the yacht, under the sun-hinged Arabella sun-roof, wearing her sunglasses from the sun and, as always, wearing a striped or yellow bathing suit on a thin strap.

My jane You appropriated me to yourself as soon as I showed up on this cruise of yours with Daniel. I am forever lonely to no use a man. A man who dreams all his life about prosperity and quiet

worldly life. Life somewhere on the beach or in a house on the edge of the taiga forest.

My beloved Jane! I did not take my eyes off you, and you looked at me with the tender, gentle look of your seductive blacks, like the abyss of an ocean of girlish eyes.

My beautiful Jane! My sea pirate! Pirates of the Pacific! A sort of new Ann Boni! My Ann Boni!

She stood dancing to her rock music on deck, thundering from the cassette recorder to the whole ocean, and looked into the open ocean and at the flock of Pacific white-sided dolphins rushing along parallel with us.

Those did not lag behind a single step from Arabella, and made themselves felt from time to time, appearing either from the left side, or from the right side of ours.

high-speed sailing-screw snow-white beautiful, like my Jane herself yacht.

Given the speed with which our Arabella went to the south, we should have been near those rocky nameless islands. If you believe the two cards, then we were on the way to them.

As ill luck would have it, I caught a cold and got sick. I had a fever. I have never been so ill. Perhaps it is after bathing with Jane on that tropical beach. Perhaps he caught a cold in the night wind, and even vodka did not help.

I had a high fever, and I lay down in my cabin, carefully guarded by my beloved Jane. Jane was generally afraid that I caught a tropical fever. Perhaps because of the inability to such conditions periaclimatization.

“I had to be vaccinated,” my Jane told me. “We somehow forgot about this with you my darling.” But I will not leave you a single step until you feel better - she caressed me with her hands and pressed me to

her lush naked tender female breast. She warmed me with everything that was shaking in a wild shiver and lay in bed with me all the time.

I remember delirious and vomited. And I crawled to the toilet next to the shower down the corridor between the cabins. Like I got some

poisoning. Maybe I really poisoned? For example, seafood. Maybe this is not a cold at all? Hapnul yadku from some fish from our fish kitchen table. Easily. I got here. I looked like a wadded toy on my legs, and even, I remember, fell weakened on the floor of my cabin, deliriously trying to get out of bed alone and walk to the toilet.

It could be an infection. As my beautiful Jane said, making assumptions about my illness. Could someone from the fishermen get infected then at that holiday fire in the circle of the natives. But only something long awakened in me. Yes, and hints of the disease, nor what until now was not.

- It means just poisoning - Daniel said to his little sister, looking at my thermometer with a high temperature - Just Volodya was poisoned by something here from our food.

“Yes, it’s still a poisoning,” I said, trembling all over with a fever. This is the jerky lobster with shrimps, I got out sideways - I added, writhing on the bed in front of Jane.

- I left him there, on the beach, along with that bag, my dear - she suddenly remembered - It’s like that we left everything there, after ours in a palm wicker fishing hut. All even glasses and unfinished wine, and your vodka Volodya. You threw her aside, and we forgot her.

“We’ll be back when,” I said. “I'll have to find her.”

- It’s probably already there local drank, if found in that barn - said Jane - Forget it.

“Don't worry about anything,” Dani said, smiling at me, examining the islands through binoculars. Everything will be fine. You are strong and strong, you

get better. Just in time for the arrival of the place get better. And the wine and vodka on our board, like everything else, is still enough to go back and forth.

Closer to five-eight, it was noticeably getting dark, and the day was replaced once again with a red sunset. Again the onboard shipboard and decklight was turned on. Jane turned it on in the hold in the cabin corridor.

***

I vomited all night, and sometimes I didn't climb out of the toilet. He could not even simply, elementary, like a man shave and barely, barely dragging his stitching weak legs. I was completely replaced by Daniel then my Jane. I could not bear the watch at all, and this

duty fully fell on them. They alternated between each other, up and down at the helm of Arabella, now in my cabin below.

I was all this uncomfortable, and extremely, but I could not help myself. Such a strange disease. And not explainable at all.So I lain another two days. And did not even know that we had already arrived at the right place. But I came to my senses. Also quickly as ill. The temperature itself has disappeared somewhere, and to my surprise ... Read more →