"That was one powerful fuck, Marc," Brandon said, looking into my eyes.

"That was intense and after the initial pain, the pleasure I felt was so powerful.”

“Is it always like this when you get fucked?" Brandon asked.

"It depends on the guy fucking you, according to Andrew. He should always take his time to bring you along with him as he works up to his climax. He should always show gentleness, also when entering you or the pain can be terrible." Andrew had explained. "It was at first really bad, but I think it was because I was a virgin. But Brandon, once you had us in a good rhythm I couldn't believe how good it felt."

We continued to kiss tenderly until the other two yelled to us from outside.

"You two done or do you need more time because we’re getting hungry?" Josh asked.

"Are we done, Marc?" Brandon asked me quietly.

"I can’t believe that I’m asking you this Brandon, but could you give me another fuck before you go or do you need more time to get hard, handsome?"

"We aren't done yet, so go find something to eat for yourselves," Brandon shouted as he climbed on top of me and pushed his cock into my well lubed ass. “Does that answer your question, gorgeous?”

“Oh yeah it does, handsome, now fuck me senseless.”

When we finally emerged from the hut, I could barely walk. Josh could tell from the way I am walking, I had been fucked and fucked hard by his dad. Brandon had a good nine inch cock on him, soft, and a couple of inches more, hard, and it was quite fat around. Brandon was standing there with a sated, pleasurable look on his face as he watched me amble towards the shore.

"Wanna go for a swim, Brandon," I called to him.

"Hey, wait for me, handsome," he yelled back and ran after me.

“What the fuck did he do to Marc, babe; look how he’s walking?” Josh asked Andrew.

Brandon tackled me just as I was about to jump into the water and we both crashed into a wave. He came up and grabbed me, pulling me close to him.

"So buddy, whatta ya think about this man sex?" Brandon asked.

"It was totally hot Brandon, but I'm still not sure if it's what I want; what do you think?"

"It was great and I really like topping, but how do you feel about being a bottom, Marc?" he asked, looking into my eyes.

"I kind of liked being a bottom, but man what a different feeling it is to have a stiff cock up my ass. It hurt like hell at first, but you took it slow and easy with me. Once I relaxed and got use to having you in me, I enjoyed being fucked."

"I couldn't believe how great it felt to blow my load in a tight ass and damn, babe, you gave me the ride of my life."

“There’s just one thing that keeps nagging me, Brandon. What happens to you and me if we get rescued?”

“I’ve been thinking about that also. I don’t have anyone waiting for me back home like you do. I’m not the cheating kind of man either and no matter how we look at it, we’re still betraying Mary’s trust.”

"So this is it, our so called walk on the wild side and now it’s done and over.”

“I would think so Marc, don’t you?”

“Truthfully, Brandon, I’m not sure what I’m thinking about right now. All I know is that I love my wife even though she’s been cheating on me. I also find myself falling in love with you.”

“I have a confession to make, when I was fucking you, I kept imagining that you and I could live happily ever after like we are. I thought that after I lost Claire, that my heart could never love again until I met you. Is it possible that a man can be straight most of his life and when he meets that one man who seems to click in every way with him and he turns gay?”

“I don’t know, Brandon, but did you mention that to Josh or Andrew?”

“I kind of did and I hope that you aren’t angry with me that I did, but I really needed another guy’s opinion.”

“I’m not mad, handsome…” I was shocked that I not only called him handsome but how naturally it just came out of my mouth.

“What did you just call me?”

“Handsome … sweetheart,” I told him and I was hoping that I hadn’t overstepped some invisible line between friends.

“Come here my beautiful man,” he said pulling me into his arms and ravaging my mouth with his.

We swam and talked for almost an hour more before we decided to turn in for a nap. We walked out of the water, hand in hand, back to our hut and kissed in the warm sunlight before stepping into our hut.

"Come on lover, let me show you how much I love you," he said.

He lowered me down onto the mat and lay down beside me with his chest lying on mine. He was looking into my eyes as he moved the hair from my forehead and slowly kissed me with all the passion and emotions that he’d revealed to me earlier. The beating of our hearts as we kissed seemed to be music to our ears as our tongues danced the tango in our mouths.

"Marc," he said, looking into my eyes once we broke our kiss and his voice was thick with need. "I know we haven't known each other all that long but… " and he kissed me once again instead of finishing his thought, but that time it was salty.

"Brandon, are you crying babe,” I asked and wiped away his tears with my fingers.

“I’m sorry, Marc; I told myself repeatedly not to do it but it wouldn't listen.”

“Not to do what, Brandon? What wouldn’t listen to you because now you’re starting to worry me.”

“I told my heart not to fall in love with you, damn it, and my fucking heart didn’t listen,” I shouted and hurried from our hut leaving me lying there, stunned by his revelation.

'Brandon’s in love with me, Marc Spencer, he’s in love with me, a man.' I rationalized to myself and once it became clear, I smiled. I went outside and looked around until I saw him standing a ways down the beach by the water. The waves were gently breaking over his feet and as the sun broke from the clouds it illuminated Brandon’s masculine physique, the hills and valleys of his sculpted body. I really never gave him a good long look before now, but that man was really put together beautifully. He was, well … if I had to describe him in a word, he was a Greek god in the flesh. Brandon was in every aspect of the image, low body fat, rippling muscles in all the right places and the eternal youthful beauty of the gods. He was not old enough to be my father but then he was old enough to be my wiser and older brother. He must have sensed my presence because he turned  me and when our eyes meet, it was then that I know that no matter what the future may hold for Brandon and me, I was in love with him. I went running down the beach towards him as he ran towards me and when we meet it was like two solar systems colliding. We fall to the soft sand with Brandon halfway on top of me and our mouths kissing hard and feverishly as if our very survival depended upon it.

“I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, Brandon, but all that I do know is that I love you and need you to be a part of my life. Not just some tawdry affair but an equal part.”

“But what about Mary, how does she fit into our relationship?”

“I don’t know, I haven’t gotten that far in my thinking yet. I know that she’s been cheating on me and that alone is grounds for a divorce. But there’s more to it than what to do about my marriage. Because Brandon, when you ran out of our hut I felt like you left a hole behind in me that only you could fill.”

“I feel the same about you. I never thought I'd fall in love with a man. But knowing you, Marc, as I have ... I love you and I don’t want to; no, I can’t lose you," he confessed and we kissed passionately as the waves gently broke around us.

As I pulled him down to my lips and we kissed so tenderly, all the doubts and thoughts about tomorrow melted away as I hold him to me. Never before have I felt so vulnerable and yet so secure in the arms of another person as I was feeling then in Brandon’s strong arms. We broke our kiss and stared into each other's eyes as the sunlight flooded us with its warmth.

"Make love to me Brandon," I begged him softly and he rose, taking me with him and leading me back to our hut. Once inside he laid me down, continuously kissing me as he climbed between my spread legs. Kissing his way down to my nipples where he sucked and bit gently on one, driving me crazy with sexual desire. He licked his way across to the other and then bit on it just a bit harder driving me beyond desire and into a sexual frenzy that had me clawing at his back like Mary used to claw at mine in the heat of passion. I smiled because I was picturing myself in Mary’s roll and I now realized how secure and desired she felt.

"Yeah lover, work that nipple," I told him, holding his head to my breast and slapping his ass hard.

He growled like a wolf as passion moved him from the tender lover to a man on fire with lust and need. He attacked my nipples ferociously, biting it harder until I was at a point of sensual overload. He moved down to my dripping cock and licked off the sweet liquid from the tip. Then he swallowed my cock down to the root driving my ass off the mat to feed him more.

"Oh fuck lover, suck my cock," I begged holding his head in my hands.

When did he learn to suck a cock so good I was wondering as he sucked up my cock, spending time sucking the sensitive head before going back down to the base. He did this for several minutes until he had me at the edge of my climax.

"I'm getting real close, Brandon," I said as he dropped my cock and moved to my balls.

Brandon sucked my balls, taking them one at a time into his mouth and moved them around in his mouth sending new sensuous thrills through me. He dropped them and started licking his way down to my tender rosebud, running his tongue all around my hole.

"Yeah man that's it … you’re driving me insane," I moaned as he plunged his tongue deep into my rosebud.

He continued to fuck my ass with his tongue bringing me to the edge once again.

"I'm going to come!" I shouted as I felt the sperm flowing up from my balls.

He moved to my cock just as I explode into his hot mouth. I shoot rope after rope of hot cum down his throat as he swallowed each drop until I have none left to give him.

"Wow, that was awesome, baby," I told him as he moved up to kiss me.

He positioned his cock to my rosebud and gently pushed in. The head popped in and I realized the pain again. For a moment, it was excruciating but it quickly passed.

"Oh fuck, Brandon," I called out as the pain decreased and my pleasure grew.

He stopped and kissed me, giving me time to get accustomed to the fullness of having him in me.

"I love you, Marc," he said, while my body relaxed into the pleasure of his hot cock.

I love you too, Brandon," I replied. "It's okay now; you can make love to me."

He slowly started to push in farther until I felt his balls resting against my ass. Once again, he waited for me to relax and soon we begin to make love. He was a gentle lover and took his time to find us a rhythm to make our love pleasurable and tender. Soon I am matching his every thrust.

"Sweetheart, although I appreciate that you are being considerate of my feelings, what I want and need now is that… man, that animal in you… to once again awaken and possess me, making me yours,” I told him and gave him one hell of a slap on his ass.

“Oh, you got it, babe. You better hold on because I’m going to give you such a ride that you’ll never want another man’s cock again,” he growled as he lifted up and started to increase his speed.

He pounded my ass with the fury and passion of the animal that I was craving for, and we were both feeling. It wasn't long and we were riding to a rhythm of an animalistic fury. We were fucking so hard; he was biting and marking me as I clawed at his back and slapped his ass. Then suddenly he stopped, rolled me over and got me on all fours before he slammed his cock furiously back into me, slapping my ass each time he thrust into me.

“Take my meat, bitch,” he demanded and I was alive sexually for the first time ever. My ass was thrusting back, squeezing him as he pounded me senseless.

“Yeah man … breed your bitch,” I encouraged him and he was enthralled by the frenzy of our passion.

"I'm going to come, Brandon, fuck me faster … harder and deeper," I howled as I shot my seed out onto the mat.

He picked up his speed and started pounding my ass as quickly as he could, then coming to his own edge. "I'm gonna come, Marc.”

"Give it to me, stud, breed me with your hot seed," I panted as he shot his seed deep into my ass.

He pounds away as the rhythm took over and continued to blast shot after shot into me. I so wanted to pull him down to me and kiss him but his cock felt way to good deeply buried in me so that we both finished our climax. He collapses onto me pushing me down onto the cum-covered mat and we basked in the sweet afterglow of our lovemaking.

"I love you, Marc with all my heart," he said as he pulled out of my ass and maneuverd me to face him..

"I love you too, Brandon." Again we kissed as an overwhelming passion drifted over us from our climax.

“I don’t know where that sexual intensity came from, Marc, but I liked it. It’s unlike anything that I ever experienced before and I’m glad that I got to experience it with you.”

“I was just as surprised as you were by it because I was all nice and calm until you started biting me. First it was my nipples and then my neck and shoulders and by then it was like some fire had erupted inside me. I just needed more fury and my aggressive man taking control of me. I’ve never experienced that before you, and wow, you made me feel so alive and loved.”

“It’s getting late and the boys are going to wonder if we're ever going to come out, so how about a quick swim before we have something to eat?”

“Mmmm … I want just another minute of my man holding me,” I told him and I cuddled closer against his warmth.

Several minutes later we emerged from our hut and the boys erupted with applause. I looked at Brandon who was looking at me with a puzzled look on his face.

“What?” We both asked simultaneously and laughed.

“Where the hell did all that ferocious sex come from,” Josh asked looking at his dad and then at me. “Because just last night you were both fumbling with man sex and now you’re growling like animals in heat and slapping each other’s asses. Oh yeah, we can see how red Marc’s ass is, and yours too, Dad. Oh fuck, Andrew, they both are covered with hickeys like some middle school boys.” They erupted in laughter as Marc and I gave them the finger and walked hand in hand to the water for our swim.

“Did you notice your father’s cock, Josh?”

“Yeah I noticed and you were right; my dad’s cock is much bigger than mine.”

“Do you think that they would mind playing mate swap ever so often?” Andrew asked giving Josh a shy look.

“What! Are you hungering after my dad’s meat?”

“Only if you and they don’t mind. You did give me one thorough fucking, Josh,” he said, smirking.

“I was that good huh?” Andrew nodded. “I wonder…”

“Ewww, are you serious Josh, you’d let your own father fuck you?”

“Maybe, but I doubt that he would ever do it. Unless…”

Josh grabbed Andrew by the hand and they took off running down to the water, joining Brandon and Marc who were kissing.

“Hey can we play?" Josh asked.

“Sure, Son,” Brandon said and watched Andrew’s cock bouncing as he ran towards the water.

Before either of the older guys knew what was happening, Josh began kissing Marc and Andrew does likewise with Brandon. After several long sensuous minutes of kissing and feeling each other’s bodies, Josh called out …”Switch partners,” and he quickly grabs his father, kissing him ferociously with his arms clamped tightly around his neck. Brandon wasn’t thinking until he opened his eyes and saw Josh looking at him.

“What the fuck, Josh … I’m your father,” he yelled as he pushed back from him.

“So? I want to know what it would be like to make love with you, Dad.”

“No fucking way am I having sex with my own son. It just isn’t happening, Josh. Come on, Marc, I think that it’s time to get out and get dinner together,” he said pulling Marc along with him as he walked to shore.

“Maybe you should go talk to him before this escalates into something that you both will regret,” I told him while placing a calming hand on his arm. “They're going to their hut now, babe, go take a walk with him and talk to him,” I suggested.

“I suppose you're right about not letting it escalate. Okay, I’ll be back in a few,” he said and walked over towards his son’s hut but paused when he heard them talking.

“Well, that didn’t go as I had hoped it would,” Josh grumbled as he and Andrew sat down inside their hut.

“Josh, can I ask you something?” Josh just grumbled. “Am I not enough for you? I thought that I was making you happy.”

“You are, sweetie, so where is this coming from all of a sudden?”

“You, you and your sudden desire to have sex with your father is where.”

“It has nothing to do with you or me not loving you anymore.”

“Then why the sudden desire for sex with your father, because I’m really having a hard time understanding this,” he said.

“Okay, ever since I was about fifteen I have had this wicked cool fantasy about my dad. It all started when he and I were at the beach and we were changing from our wet swimsuits to our street clothes. That’s when I first saw him naked. He was a gay boy’s dreamboat, hard muscular body, round hard ass and that killer cock. He didn’t notice me staring at him because he was too busy getting upset over this other guy who couldn’t take his eyes off Dad’s naked body. My cock was so hard looking at Dad that I hurried up and got dressed before he saw me, or rather before he saw my erection. It was then that I knew that I was gay, Andrew.”

“Did you want to have sex with your father then?”

“Kind of, but I knew that it was wrong so I never gave it another thought until recently. I just want to experience what Marc experiences. I see his face and the expression that I see on it says it all babe. I know that society and even Dad thinks it wrong and so do I.  I just need to know what it feels like to be loved that deeply. I’m sorry that I hurt you because that was never my intentions, sweetheart.”

“I know it wasn’t Josh, you just blindsided me is all.”

“I should apologize to Dad so things don’t get weird between us. I would hate for us to be stuck for months or possibly years and not have him talking to me or not loving me.”

“I don’t think that Brandon could ever hate you sweetie. After dinner why don’t you and your dad go for a walk and have a long talk about what happened.” 

Brandon hurried back to his hut before Josh realized that he overheard their conversation.

“How did it … what’s wrong Brandon? Did something terrible happen?” 

“I didn’t have a chance to talk with Josh because they were talking about what happened and I kind of stood there listening.”

“You eavesdropped on their private conversation?”

“I didn’t mean to do it intentionally, it just happened. I did find out why he did what he did though. He’s not looking for some kind of incestuous relationship with me. He just wants to experience the sex that you have with me.”

“Oh!”

“That’s it, just oh?” Brandon asked me but what does he expect me to say?

“Then give him what he wants and then maybe it’ll satisfy him. I don’t know what else to tell you, Brandon.”

“But he’s my son and how could I ever look at him again without knowing what he and I did together?”

“That’s something that the two of you would have to figure out first. Besides, how are you going to look at each other now? You both know what happened and it’s out there and that is not going to go away. Are you both going to be able to move on as if it never happened?”

“Well kissing me is a whole lot different than my fucking him … right?”

“Like I said before, you both need to talk and get this behind you before it builds a rift between you two that can’t ever be repaired.”

“Damn it all to hell, why did we have to crash on this fucking island?”

“All things happen for a reason, sweetheart. Now help me get this dinner together so we can eat before it gets too dark to see.”

The four of us ate together and to say that the atmosphere between us was strained, you would have been right. It seemed that the only ones talking were Andrew and I. Brandon and Josh never said a word, not to each other or to us. I glanced around at Josh and Brandon’s faces and I could see the hurt and sorrow that they were feeling. I look at Andrew and it was as if he could read my thoughts because he gave me a slight nod and I stood up before I start talking.

“This has gone far enough, Brandon and Josh. Andrew and I love you both but we have to live on this island with you both. Brandon, Josh kissed you earlier and it disturbed you. Josh you did it without even thinking about how it would affect your father or for that matter the rest of us. I’m sure by now that we all know why you did it … yes Josh, your father accidentally overheard your conversation with Andrew. I’m sorry that these makeshift shelters don’t offer much for privacy but they don’t and he heard you talking. Now, you say that your only motivation for the kiss was because you wanted to know what it would feel like to make love with your father. You said that thought came from seeing how satisfied I look after having made love with your Dad. Am I right so far Josh?” He could only nod. “Now you, Brandon, your problem doesn’t lie in the actual act of having sex but in having it with Josh, right?” He, too, only nodded. “Now we have several choices before us and I don’t want either of you interrupting me until I’m done talking.” They both agreed by nodding. “The first choice is that we continue just like we are presently. Where neither of you speak or look at one another for only God knows how long. Also should we be rescued that Cold War between you both will move home with you and escalate until neither of you will ever talk to each other again until something drastic like a fatal illness brings you back together when it’s really too late for anything but I’m sorry and goodbye. Is that what either of you want?” I asked and this time they glanced quickly at each other before saying no. “Great. Option one is now off the table. Option two, you both get past the fact here that you’re father and son and just go make love and get it over with and move on. Yes you will both have to live with the memory that you had sex together once, but there’s the key word, once. It’s not like the two of you are looking to for some long term relationship. It’s a one time thing to satisfy Joshua’s yearning and curiosity and nothing else. Then it’s over and before either of you leave the hut, you talk about it and share ALL the feelings and emotions that you're experiencing. There’s only one more option and that is get over it now. He kissed you, it’s nothing sexual it’s just a fucking kiss, Brandon, and that’s that, so move on. Josh, he’s not ever going to allow sex between you so you need to pull your big boy pants up and get over it as well. So there are your options and Andrew and I are not letting either of you leave this table until some kind of agreement is reached.”

“I’m not sure that I could have done what you just did Marc,” Andrew whispers to me.

“It was completely spontaneous because I wasn’t going to continue another day with them being like they were at dinner. Now I have another trick up my sleeve but you’ll have to back me up on this.”

“If it puts this shit to an end you got it.”

“Guys, I want to scratch those options for this experiment and your participation is not requested; it’s demanded! From this moment on, Josh, you will no longer call Brandon father or dad. You are to choose any endearment that you want, like honey, babe or whatever else strikes you,” I told him and then turned my attention to Brandon.

“Now you, Brandon, you will no longer call Josh son or even Josh. From now on you are to call him sweetie or whatever endearment you choose but nothing that denotes son. Am I clear so far?” 

“Yes but I … “ I cut him off with a finger to his lips.

“No questions allowed. The same goes for us, Andrew. We are not to use their names or ours at all. Since we are stuck here indefinitely, then we're going to set this up like a communal style living like the hippies had back in the day. Now if you’d rather not use endearments all the time then how about we each pick an earth name or some other noncommittal name that points to relationships. I’m going to be Skyboy,” I tell them and point next to Andrew.

“I’m Moonshine because that’s my favorite drink, or it was,” he says beaming and points to Josh.

“I really don’t see how this is going to fix anything but what the fuck I’ll give it a try. I’m Rainbow, that’s it just Rainbow,” he says and points to his dad.

“I really don’t know what to call myself,” he admits.

“I will name you and it’s Blue, because you have the most beautiful blue eyes that I’ve ever seen,” and he blushed. “Now that we have our names tomorrow morning we will rebuild our individual huts and make one large hut where we will all eat, sleep and yes, have sex in it. If this is going to be a true commune then we’re going to live as our grandparents' generation did.

“Are you saying that we have to listen Josh … sorry, Rainbow and Moonshine have sex next to us?” Brandon asked.

“Just like they will be listening to us, Blue. Besides, we can hear each other now so what’s the difference?”

“We’ll be in the same room is the difference, Skyboy.”

“You know for someone who accepted his sexuality changing from straight to gay without a squabble, you really should be alright with this. We are all gay men having gay sex consensually, so why the hang up now?”

“Well none when you put it that way, babe,” he said, and then he kissed me. 

“Now was that so hard to do, handsome? One other thing, no more clothes from here on out, got it,” I say and everyone smiles but Josh.

“Rainbow, come take a walk with me and gather some firewood,” I told him and he joined me immediately. 

“I’m not sure how your cockamamie game is going to solve anything?”

“Let me tell you a story that my grandfather told me about his time living in a commune in Oregon. He was telling me that although it started out kind of conservative for the sixties, it quickly became one big fuck-fest at night. No one used their given birth names but made up names like we did. He said that people started looking at each other differently even those who were related and it became one big orgy. I know that you want to experience sex with your father but you need to let him get past the point where he no longer sees Josh as his son but Rainbow the man. Do you think you can do that?”

“Yeah, now that you explained it to me that way, I see what you're doing here.”

“Don’t you make the first move on him, let him make the move on you. I’m not saying that it’ll happen overnight but with some time you’ll find that he will. You also have to be aware that he’s a total top so if you want to do it with him you’re going to have to be his bottom.”

“That’s cool because I’m versatile, I can top or bottom. Andrew prefers to bottom so that’s why I kind of always assume the top position. I love my father but I’m not in love with him. All that I have ever wanted is to experience being fucked by him like you were. I want to know what he does that I don’t do because I’ve seen that satisfied look on a guy’s face when I've fucked him but it’s nothing compared to how you look after Dad fucked you.”

“Give him a bit of time, Rainbow, and you’ll get what you’re wishing for. But be careful what you are wishing for because when he fucks you, you’re thoroughly and completely sated. Now let’s get back before we’re missed,” I told him and kissed him heatedly, leaving him wanting more.

“Damn! That man sure knows how to kiss a man for a straight guy.”

******* 

Later that evening after our usual session of exhausting sex, we cuddled into our spooning position and soon we were fast asleep. The next morning I’m awaken to my guy sucking my cock and his three fingers buried in my ass.

“Mmmmm what a delightful way to wake up, Blue,” I told him as I wove my fingers through his hair and held him to my groin. “Yeah baby, suck that cock,” I called out as I rode his fingers.

He was sucking me so fast and hard that I couldn’t hold back my climax. “I’m coming, babe,” I said and he pulled back some letting me shoot my cum into his mouth. 

Once I was spent, he spits it out into his hand and I was surprised because he’d always swallowed it.

“Lube,” he says as if it weren't obvious.

He workd a good amount of my cum into my hole before rubbing the rest around his swollen cock. Gazing into my eyes he placed the head at my entrance and gave me a smile as he pusheed forward. Well all that slippery cum gave his cock smooth access and he thrust fully into me causing my eyes to roll back as the pain completely overwhelmed me.

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart, really I am,” he said, kissing my face everywhere. Rainbow told me that cum can be used for lube when you don’t have the real thing. I totally forgot that he said that you had to be careful because it’s super slippery. Are you alright, baby?”

“I’ll live. It’s just that I didn’t expect you to fully enter me all at once. I’m good now and the pain is gone so fuck me,” I told him.

For the next half hour he kept us dancing with our climax, just a thrust or two away, until he gave me that swat on my ass and was over the edge and fell blissfully into the most beautiful and powerful climax to date.

“Give me that man-cock you stallion,” I demanded and twisted his nipples painfully as my cock erupted, spraying its warm seed all over my body. 

“Ride my cock, bitch … pinch my nipples harder, man … fuck yeah, like that I’m coming,” he yelled and he repeatedly slapped my ass causing my climax to continue and my ass to constrict around his cock, milking it dry.

“That was the most intense fuck yet, Skyboy. Now a nice cool swim and I’ll be ready to tackle the world.

“How about we be ready to tackle building a new communal hut with Moonshine and Rainbow?”

“We’re really going to do this communal thing aren’t we?”

“We are and you’ll like it, believe me babe.” I told him.

To be continued...