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“You would do that for me?” Ted stood up quickly. “I don’t know what to say. Thank you.” He brushed the creases out of his shorts, shaking his legs.
“Stay here and wait. Don’t panic. I know it is lonely here, but I can’t have you back on Sublime. My wife, you understand?”
Ted nodded.
As Jason touched the door handle, he paused and glanced behind him. “Oh, and Ted, your dick isn’t pathetic. It needs to be better treated; show it some respect. Yes?”
“Yes, Mr Lucas. I will try,” said Ted with a small smile.
Jason slowly descended the stairs, his hand sliding down the bannister. He caught sight of Lubinsky in the lobby, pacing, agitated and restless. Jason had insisted he went to see Ted alone, overruling the bodyguard’s desire to accompany him.
Halting in his tracks, Lubinsky opened his mouth to speak. Jason shook his head. “Outside.”
The two men strode back to the marina. Lubinsky kept glancing over his shoulder
“Lubinsky, stay cool. Ted is okay.” Jason shook his head in disgust. “Do you really think physical violence is my style?”
Lubinsky gave a rueful smile. “No, and I assume Ted wasn’t inclined, either.”
Jason laughed. “Fuck no. The young man did crumple but not because I laid a finger on him. Well, other than to pick him off the floor and dust him down. He was quite pathetic and sad.”
“Did you find out what you wanted to know?” asked Lubinsky.
“Yes, more than I expected.” Jason shared what he’d learnt without emotion or embellishment as Lubinsky walked at his side.
“Groomed.”
“Yes, encouraged to discover his sexual awakening prematurely as entertainment for his secret whore. Unfortunately, she haunts him. The memories pick away at him, making him feel worthless, and he can’t control his sexual urges.”
“Poor kid. So, he gets off to cope?”
“I don’t think he understands that, which is why it remains a problem. He says he didn’t touch Gemma, and I believe him. His sexual deviancy doesn’t involve anyone but himself.”
“Fuck,” said Lubinsky. “I mean, he’s all right? You left him…?”
“Lubinsky, I’m not a bastard. I picked him up, calmed him down, and then he spewed out his sad story. Ted is a sexually immature young man who has no idea what is appropriate behaviour in the presence of women. Deep down, he knows he’s got serious sexual problems—a voice in his head he can’t ignore but tries to every day.”
“You gave me a second chance,” pointed out Lubinsky.
“And so I have Ted,” Jason said. “I revoked his dismissal. He is currently on sick leave with the proviso he sorts out his life. Back in the UK, he’ll be given the opportunity to have counselling and find out his cock is his to control and should be respected. Ladies should be respected, too. Then, and only if he convinces those who can judge his mental health that he is well, he will go back to work.”
“What, on Sublime?” said Lubinsky, probably t
hinking of the young, nubile women who frequented luxury cruises.
“Ah, well. No. I’ll have him work for a cruise liner full of geriatrics, first.” Jason smirked.
Lubinsky smiled. “Not quite a carrot for him, more half a stick.”
Jason tipped his cap down as they reached the gangplank. “Indeed, one must always balance out sticks and carrots.”
Back at his desk, with Enrique pouring him a drink, Jason gave the order over the intercom to McKenzie for the vessel to depart. When the captain asked about Ted, Jason simply replied the man was on his way home, in one piece.
Jason chortled as he told Enrique what he had found out. “Who would have thought it? I thought there were only two submissives on this yacht, and there were three the whole time. I have to make some phone calls. Contacts in the UK. You can tell Dario we will want lunch soon. Send Maria to me when she has finished with my wife. I want a progress report.”
***
Sublime left the marina in Valletta. Jason related the morning’s finding to Gemma over lunch. Her face was aghast with incredulity.
