Chapter 29

David and the pups slept well and cuddled each other. He bought a large, hot coffee from the cafe and made a meal of the remaining doughnuts and muffins as Lady and Shadow ate. Naturally, they showed their pretty brown eyes, and they got their usual treats.

Shortly after travelling on Highway A30, he exited onto E 45 near Salerno. He was encountering village after village, just like going through Ukraine. The road seemed to take him out of the way, but it took him around a huge natural reserve. E 45 continued in a southerly direction past Frascineto.

The highway continued following the natural curve of the mountainsides or tunneled through bedrock. He stopped in Cosenza, about halfway home, to let the dogs out, refuel the car, and have a short rest.

He headed in a south-westerly direction through mountain passes and valleys. Rounding a curve cut into the hillside, he saw off in the distance the blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea. From Nocera Scalo to just past Lenzi, he followed the coastline, then headed inland again.

The expressway, sometimes separated by a median, made the travel pass by quickly. The closer he was getting to home and Rita, the more he wanted to press further on the gas pedal. Approaching Scilla, he saw the signs advertising the ferry service to link him to Sicily.

He said goodbye to E45 at Piale, and the traffic began to build. He exited the Messina Boccetta motorway, followed the road to the seafront, then followed the Caronte & Tourist - imbarchi per Villa San Giovanni, Caronte & Tourist - Boarding for Villa San Giovanni signs in Italian and English.

David paid the twenty-nine euro price and was booked on the next crossing at 1400 hours. He parked in the right lane of the double line with other cars and waited. Lady and Shadow grew excited, and he took them to a grassy area to have a pee. He hurried back to the car as the line of cars was moving to board the ferry.

Entering the body of the ferry, two lanes became four, and he was directed to his parking spot. He could stay in the car or go topside. It was a warm, sunny day, and they had been cramped in the car for almost four days. He carried them to the observation deck and walked around. Lady and Shadow were an instant hit, with many asking what breed they were or if they could pat them.

The ferry was prompt, like the train service in Europe, leaving promptly at 1400. He sat, breathing in the fresh air, and the dogs lay at his feet. Several fully loaded cargo ships passed by on their way to wherever. Their quiet time was short-lived and he carried them back to the car.

Pastel-colored buildings began to take shape as the ferry drew closer to Sicily. Snow-capped mountains dotted the horizon. He could feel the ferry turning towads its berth, then the vibration of the forward thrusters in reverse to slow it down. The ferry crept into its berth, and the front ramp was lowered.

The vehicles had to take turns merging into two lanes as they exited the ferry. He followed the long line of traffic through Messina, then saw a sign for a familiar highway, E 45. He welcomed the 130 kph speed limit and would be home in just over an hour.

He could feel his pulse quicken the closer he got to Catania. He said goodbye to the E 45, exiting at A 19, taking numerous side streets closer to the marina. It was only a few days until Christmas, and many homes and businesses were well decorated; some had their outdoor lights on early that day.

He drove on a narrow roadway that curved upward and levelled off, then parked by the open garage door. He was home.

David stepped from the GTI, stretched, then went to the passenger side, leashing Lady and Shadow, then leading them to a chair in the shade. He tied the leash to the chair, patting them, not sure if they understood he wanted them to be quiet.

He approached the open door, hearing voices. He noticed Rita’s girlfriends, Angela and Bethany, sitting on chairs and talking to Rita. They were wearing similar sundresses as before, short and low-cut, revealing a decent amount of cleavage.

Angela noticed David, and he put his finger to his lips, signaling her to be quiet. She nudged Bethany, motioning with her head. Rita had her back to them, working on a scooter.

“Damn it, I wish David was here to fix this. I can do it, but he’s better at it.”

“Tell me, Rita, if David ever does come back, what are you going to do to him?”

“I’d lock him in my bedroom and fuck his brains out for a week, well, at least for a day or two, and drain his cock down my throat several times.”

“Can we watch?” Angela teased.

“Maybe. You just want to see his big, hard cock and have him fuck you both.”