Chapter 5

A tear came to Mikhail’s eye at the lost friendship and how stupid he was to go to bed with that idiot who seduced him. He expected Solomon to understand, but he didn’t. He rejected Mikhail, and their friendship evaporated. No, it exploded.

The other crew members loaded Mr. Stewart on a stretcher and rushed him off. He looked at Solomon. “Good work, Solomon. God is happy with you.”

It felt good to talk to him. It made him happy, but he got back to work, rushing to catch up and clear his tables.

Then a few passengers stood and applauded Solomon. Others patted his back, and soon the entire dining room stood to congratulate and applaud Solomon’s heroism, making him blush.

Mikhail slipped close and gave him a fast hug, so fast Solomon had no time to pull away if he wanted to. “Good work, my friend.”

That night, Mikhail failed to remove Solomon from his mind. As he rested in bed, unable to sleep, he masturbated quietly in his bunk, thinking of Solomon, sexy, attractive, Solomon.