Stranded

Chapter Six -- The Hard Truth

Evening, Day Four

Sonny and Taggart had spent much of the day in silence. On their second day, Sonny had built some "umbrellas" out of bamboo and banana leaves, which provided them with some shade, and they both rested beneath them during the hottest part of the day. A few times, Sonny went into the ocean for a swim; mostly to cool off, but also to get away from Taggart and his questions. Taggart didn’t actually ask any more questions about Sonny's scars, or anything else for that matter. He was coming to some realizations that sickened him, and he didn't know how to deal with them. He knew in his gut that Sonny was telling the truth about the scar on his back. He didn't know by what means, but he knew that Deke Woods had caused it. And since Sonny had left home when he was sixteen, that meant he was a child when Deke did it. And that fit with what Sonny had told him years earlier, and again recently, that Deke was a wife-beater. What Sonny didn't say, but Taggart now knew, was that Deke abused Sonny as well.

Finally, that evening, Taggart broke the uneasy silence. "He hurt you, didn't he?" "Who Taggart?" "Deke." Taggart said the name so quietly Sonny could hardly hear. But he knew who they were talking about. He took a deep breath, let it out, and then replied, "yes." "I didn't know man…I didn't…" "You didn't want to know," Sonny replied. "It's true, I didn't. I was so sure you had killed him…that you were a cold-blooded, murderous thug." Sonny shrugged, "maybe I am. But you have Deke to thank for that." "Oh Jesus," Taggart groaned, fighting to not totally break down. He took a few minutes to compose himself, then asked, "can you tell me about it? Will you?" "Why?" "I need to know Sonny. I built my whole life around becoming like Deke, and hating you, and now that's all gone. I don't even know who I am!" "So? You think I know who the hell I am? I'm what other people made me, and now, I just try to live with it the best I can." Taggart didn't respond. Sonny spoke again, "when I was six years old my father, Mike, left us…"

Back at the Casino…

People were trying to go about their business, but everyone was worried. They had all heard that Sonny Corinthos had disappeared, and many suspected foul play. After all, it was no secret that Sonny was the biggest mob boss in the Caribbean. When the sea search proved fruitless, Enrique, the casino manager, assumed the worst. Maria wouldn't let herself. "He can't be dead!" she cried to Lenore. "Shhh honey, it's OK. I'm sure he's not," Lenore replied, lying through her teeth. She calmed Maria down as best she could, then left her alone in her room. Maria lay in bed and thought about the night she and Sonny shared before he vanished. After satisfying both their needs for an urgent release, they settled in for a long night of lovemaking. Sonny was as attentive as she remembered, and his mouth as skilled. He suckled her breasts, lavishing attention on each one in kind, and Maria arched her back and grabbed his head to hold him close. Then, he moved down between her legs, and worked his magical tongue on her wet and waiting center. Maria cooed and moaned, telling him in Spanish how wonderful he was and how good he made her feel. He brought her to orgasm, and she rewarded him with a gush of sweetness. Sonny was pleased, as he always was when he satisfied a woman. But, he was far from through. After unwrapping another condom, he entered her again, but this time from behind as she lay on her side. He reached one arm around and found her sensitive nub, which he stroked with his fingers as he stroked in and out of her with his body. Maria reached her arm behind and held onto his thigh. "Ooh Sonny! You're so big inside of me!" "Uh huh," Sonny replied, concentrating on lasting long enough to send her over the edge again. It was difficult considering how good and tight she felt around him. He increased his finger movements as well as his thrusts, and soon felt her body tensing. "Maria, let's cum together," he whispered. "Ay Sonny!" she cried as she broke under his mastery. "Maria," Sonny groaned as he followed her, stars flashing before his eyes.

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