The Adelina rocked violently, as if an extremely powerful dive had been launched from her railing, and instead of the slow, languorous stages I would have preferred, I woke abruptly. The sky was beginning to lighten, and I gazed around my cabin to realize I was alone.
Of course I was alone. I grinned in sated satisfaction as I recalled what had to be the most amazing wet dream anyone in the history of wet dreams had ever had. Oh, yes, I remembered it. Each movement, each position, each touch was vividly etched in my memory, most especially the stretch of hair along my abdomen my dream lover had fondled. It had given off an electrical charge that pulsed through every nerve ending and arrowed first to my c**k and then to a spot deep inside me. I knew I would be jerking off to the memory of
