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My Loving Son

... seated at the captains table, I arranged it all for you." Emma was stunned. "But I haven't s decent enough gown darling." She was horrified, "we can't possibly go honey, we just can't." "Okay but lets check your wardrobe before you make your mind up, yes?" he told her. "If you insist Mark, if you insist," she replied gloomily. Back in their room they played for a while, then Mark got up, raided his wardrobe and produced her favourite gown. It was the one that gave him a hard on when he had seen her in it. Emma squeaked in delight and rushed him. "Oh darling," she cried, "you are just too much, you devil, you knew didn't you?" There was a knock at the door, "I wonder who that is," she said, and giggled, " I hope it isn't your dad!" He laughed with her and opened it. It was the ships hairdresser to do her hair, he had also arranged that too. "Isn't there anything you haven't done yet?" she said happily. He looked at her, pondered for a moment and told her. "If I haven't will you promise to let me know?" "I'm going for a walk," he said, "while the hairdresser does whatever it is she has to do, I'll see you in about an hour Emma." He kissed her quickly and left. The hairdresser said, "Maam, I think you are so lucky to have a man like that at your side." "Yes I know," she said wistfully, "I'm leading a charmed life." "Hang on to him maam, don't ever let him go," she told her. "I have no intention of ever doing that, not now," she replied happily. While he was away Mark went ...

... into the ships library and accessed his e mail account. There was a message from his father telling him he had heard what they were doing over the phone, and that he knew they were having sex with each other. He called them disgusting pigs and was glad he was leaving them, and he also added that no one in his f****y would ever sink so low as to have sex with a f****y member. Marl almost laughed, "if you only knew dad that I have been fucking your beautiful baby s****r for the last four or five months, you would have a dickey fit!" He said to himself, "and my mother would too," he thought smilingly. He called Emma on the ships internal phone and asked for her password to her e mail account; she gave it to him but wanted to know why. He told her he would tell her later. He opened her e mail and read the message there for his mother. "Dad," he thought, "I know you have had a shock but this, oh wow!" He re read it, it talked of b********y, i****t, pigs, donkeys, dogs, the pox, VD gonorrhoea, the vitriol was disgusting to say the least. It ended by saying he would be gone when they returned, he would never speak to them again. And he also said he was going to spread the word about them starting with Cathy, Marks favourite Aunt. Mark actually felt sorry for him, for doing to him what they had, him and his mother. But he didn't like what his father had said either. He deleted the message, and replied to the one his father had sent him. "Dad," he wrote, "you have the wrong end of the ...