How far could his Mind Reading Powers reach? Not far enough! Dusty was only 50 meters away in distance. But where Star lay in the Van, and where Dusty lay in his bed felt like miles apart!

They had had a good date. Both had enjoyed the foreign film. A Romantic French film set in Paris. They had sat holding hands. The volume of the film had muffled the sound of Dusty's thoughts. When Star had listened hard, Dusty had been busy reading the Subtitles.

On the way home they had discussed the Movie. Star had been pleased with Dusty's reaction. They had hugged and parted ways, Star had felt disappointed at the separation. He was finding it harder. Did Dusty feel the same?

Lifting his pillow, Dusty picked up the flute, from where it had been hidden. Why hadn't he told Star? He studied it again! He wondered where it had come from. Star had mentioned that he didn't own it, that it came to him in the sea at night. Why did it come to Star? And why was it now, also coming to him?

It had been on the beach again, when Dusty walked by. He was starting to think that this flute wanted something from him. If only he knew what it was. He had picked it up and bought it home.

If only he could play it well! Wouldn't that be something astounding, if a Deaf person could play an instrument? But then again, if he and Star were the only two who could hear his playing, what would be the use! He shook his head, that was a pipe dream!

But maybe he could do it for himself, for fun! What if he kept the flute, and learned to play? But that was impossible too, wasn't it? It didn't belong to him, or to Star! It belonged in the Sea, didn't it?

Oh well! He had it tonight, didn't he? Maybe he could play it a little! Get a feel for it, place his fingers over each hole and see what sounds they made. He longed to hear, it again!

But Star would hear it wouldn't he? The last time he had played, Star had heard. The sound must carry quite far. Star would surely hear it!

Was there a way of muffling the sound? They had both been outside last time, what if he played inside, with all of the doors and windows closed?

Dusty stepped into the shower, and turned on the taps! He had done everything he could think of. His en-suite was the most central room, with the door shut and the running water, surely the sound wouldn't carry!

He placed the flute below his lips and began to blow!

Star was just drifting off, when a noise nudged at his brain. He opened his eyes. Listening! He sat up!

Was it? The sound was so faint. Standing he opened the Van door and stood on the step!

He shook his head in amazement, and smiled. Then sat down in the Van doorway to listen!

Focusing in on the sound, it became clearer. The melody was somehow sweeter this time! Was Dusty trying to play a tune?

The same melody was replayed over and over! Nothing Star had ever heard before. Was Dusty composing his own tune? It was actually quite nice!

Was Dusty calling for him, this time? No! He didn't think so. This was different!

Dusty was playing for himself! There was no urgency, this time. Just a calm, slow, enjoyable vibe.

As he sat Star, thought about the flute. What if it was meant to be Dusty's all along? If Dusty was the only one who could play and hear at the same time, didn't it make sense? What if it had only stuck with Star until the real owner had crossed it's path?

Listening to Dusty's playing as it got better, tears filled his eyes. He could have never imagined that a sound this sweet, could come from that flute! And Dusty! What a surprise!

Did Dusty realize, that he might just have a talent for music? How could he know? He had nothing to compare to. Would never have, a notion of how music should sound!

Yet he was playing! And playing well! How?

The pull to go and see Dusty play, up close grew, and grew! He got up and started to walk towards Dusty's home, along the beach!

The sound grew louder as Star approached! The doors and windows were shut, curtains closed, but he could see lights on inside!

He tried the veranda door, luckily it was unlocked, he slid it open enough to slip through. The sound hit him like a wave! Loud, clear and sweet! It was enough to take his breath away! Wow! He stood and listened!

The sound was coming from the bathroom. Star could see steam, seeping out from under the closed door. He walked towards the door, and turned the handle. As he opened it steam rushed past his face, blinding him for a second.

Dusty stood naked, leaning against the far wall of the shower, eyes closed as a lovely melody echoed around the room.

The sight clenched at Stars heart! The combination of a stunningly beautiful, Dusty, and the ethereal music, he was creating, had his head reeling! He stood mouth agape, in the doorway!

You are a Miracle!

It was just a whisper in his mind, but it caught Dusty off guard. His eyes flew open! The music froze upon his lips!

Star stood in the doorway, watching him with a look of total adoration on his face! Those eyes shooting sparks, right into his soul! His heart flipped in his chest! Was it fear, embarrassment or joy? It was hard to tell but Star's words hovered in his brain! A Miracle?

Then a thought seemed to pop into Dusty's mind unbidden. - Kiss me! - His brows rose! Had he just said that?

Star took a deep breath! And strode towards the shower, opened the screen, stepped in and took Dusty's lips with his own.

The flute fell to the tiled floor, with a clatter, as a surprised Dusty, clutched at Star's waist for balance.

The small steam filled room, became too stifling, as passion ignited!

Star it's too hot! - Dusty managed, to think while Star's lips ravaged his.

Without stopping, Star pulled him towards the taps and twisted them off. He then picked Dusty up and carried him from the shower. He placed Dusty down, then stood back, taking a breath!

The sight of Dusty standing naked in front of him, was too much for Star! - Dusty?

He knew what Star was asking, Dusty nodded! - You had better take off your wet clothes! - Then he reached for two towels. Passing one to Star, and then drying himself.

His heart was racing as he watched Star undress, he wanted to touch that muscular body! Did he dare?

Star took Dusty's hands and placed them against his chest! - Please touch me! I know you want to! - He smiled.

You Bugger! Full of yourself! - Dusty grinned amused. But he began to move his hands over Star's body, exploring through touch.

Oh God! - Now serious, Star reveled in the magic touch upon his heated flesh.

Feeling emboldened, Dusty's hands roamed downward. Over the raised bumps of Star's abs, over the flat stomach, the trail of fine hairs down towards...., until Star stayed his hands.

Breathing heavily, Star scooped Dusty up and carried him through to the bed. - My turn!

Laying side by side, Star ran a hand over Dusty's smooth skin. Then he placed kisses where his hands left as they moved.

Dusty gasped and squirmed as the sensations over took his whole body.- Star, I need your lips on mine! - He pulled Star's face up to his.

I need your lips too! I need you! - Star took Dusty's lips in a soft caress, that slowly grew into a fiery hunger!

All thoughts became a blur as feeling, and blissful sensation took over. Star moved over Dusty. They reached the heights together! Drowning in a sea of mutual desire!