After an emotional evening, we reach the Quay, go directly to bed, cuddle and sleep in each other's arms. Next morning, I get up and go for a walk early in the morning, when I get back to have a shower, Camilla is waking up, I go and kiss her forehead, letting her know that today will be a relatively relaxed day.

I take a shower, Camilla decides to do the same, we get dressed for breakfast, seems Camilla really loved her convertible pants, she decides to wear them again. We have a full breakfast, to have the energy for all the morning activities.

We walk downtown to the Christ Church Cathedral, the first cathedral built in Dublin in the XIth C. We thank God for such a wonderful and bonding trip, then we go to St. Patrick's Cathedral, as soon as I enter I have a flashback to my wedding day, I hold Camilla's hand, look at her beautiful eyes and, smiling, say: "Being in St. Patrick reminds me of our wedding, I'll never forget I married the most beautiful girl in the world in the St. Patrick's Cathedral in New York, I have to admit I felt a bit embarrassed when my first tear fell down my face and I couldn't wipe it because you were holding my hands, but let me tell you, I felt more comforted and happy that you wiped it, than embarrassed, I let the world know my tears are for you only, only you can take care of them, indulge in them. And, I have to acknowledge that the guests were very sensitive as well, you have no idea how often it comes to my mind the moment you arrived to the front of the altar and I gently kissed and wiped your tears, everybody's hearts melted. I'll always keep that moment in my heart and that fuels me to continue lovingly taking care of your tears."

We thank God for allowing us to be united as husband and wife by his law and giving us the seal of the sacrament to live up to it, as we walk around the cathedral, seeing the beauty of a late XIIth C.gothic building.
Once we finish admiring St. Patrick's Cathedral, we take a walk in the Liberties area, towards the Guinness storehouse, where we get a drink. At this point we have two choices, go back to downtown and relax or go to the Phoenix Park, where the most famous prison (now museum) is.

Knowing Camilla, we decide to go to the park, at this point Camilla decides to take off the pant portion of her convertibles, as the sun is high, storing them in one of the thigh pockets. Just seeing her perfect calves defined and her breathtaking thighs with her muscles drawing on the surface of her skin, provoked a tent in my pants, but this time instead of getting embarrassed, I walk proudly with Camilla, hand in hand, letting the world know this girl is in love with me and I would, without thinking twice, give my life for her.

We arrive at the park, head to the museum, seeing Camilla walk up the stairs, working all her leg muscles, makes my tent drip a bit, leaving a small stain in my pants. By the time we finish with the museum, we walk back, and get another round of drinks at the Jameson Whisky Distillery, as a matter of fact, we are offered a tour, which we can't refuse, getting to know how whisky is processed.

After this drink, we call it a night, even though we didn't go to many places, we did walk for a good while and had a couple of drinks.Thus ending our 15 day adventure in Ireland, I let Camilla know we have to sleep early so we have time to arrange our things for the flight back.

Jarrod is just coming back from his exercises as I'm waking up. He gives me a quick kiss on my forehead telling me it's going to be a relatively relaxed day as it us our last in Ireland. He then hops in a quick shower.

After I fully wake up I hop in the shower myself then we both get dressed. I chose to wear my convertible pants again seeing as how much I love them. We then have a full breakfast before heading out for the day.

Our first stop is a quick walk downtown to the Christ Church Cathedral then we head on to St. Patrick's Cathedral. As soon as we enter the cathedral Jarrod takes my hands in his, looks me lovingly into my eyes while smiling and tells me  how much this church reminds him of our wedding as it has the same name as where we got married in New York. He says he'll never forget how beautiful I looked. But then he admitted he was a bit embarrassed that when his tears began to fall he couldn't wipe them as he was holding my hands. But he explained that he never felt more comforted and happy when I wiped them, even in front of everyone who was there. He said it felt like he was telling the world that his tears were only for me and I was the only one who could take care of them. He also said he couldn't stop thinking about the moment I arrived at the altar and he gently kissed and wiped my tears. Then he vowed he'll always keep taking care of my tears.

I couldn't help but have tears streaming down my face by the time Jarrod was finished, but I asked him just this once if he'd leave them unchecked as I know not only how much he likes taking care of my tears, but also how much he likes watching them as they fall.

After we leave St. Patrick's Cathedral we talk a walk in the Liberties area. We walk toward the Guinness storehouse where we grab a quick drink then we head to Phoenix Park.It was getting rather hot (one of the hottest days of our trip) so I decided to unzip my convertibles and remove the pants part, tucking them safely in my pocket. I notice this action and the fact that Jarrod can now see my unclothed leg muscles gives him an almost immediate tent in his pants, but instead of trying to hide it this time he grabs my hand and walks proudly with me.

We finally arrive at the park and head to the prison museum. I notice at one point that Jarrod's pants have gotten a bit wet. I guess looking at my legs was too much for him and he couldn't wait until we got back to our hotel for the night. Honestly, I feel really proud and beautiful at this reaction. After we finish the museum we start walking back and we stop to get another round of drinks at the Jameson Whisky Distillery. We were surprised we got offered a tour. We couldn't say no and jumped at the chance.

After this tour we decide to call it a night and also end our fabulous15 day honeymoon in Ireland. Jarrod reminds me we have to try to get some sleep relatively early as we have an early flight the next day and still have a few things to pack and organize in the morning before our flight. I unhappily concede trying to keep a smile on my face despite the tears that were beginning to sting the backs of my eyes our whole walk back to our hotel.

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I was awoken in the early hrs of the morning Jarrod caressing my breasts. I snuggled my body against his cuddling in deeper. As soon as I backed up I could feel his tent poking my bottom. He then began to caress my abs. With that I finally woke up. He then asked me if I wanted to make love one last time in Ireland. Although I desperately wanted to say yes, I could feel tears beginning to stream down my face realizing these were our final hrs here.

I turned my face to look at Jarrod (and hoped he wasn't too aroused for a little comforting)...

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As my tears are still streaming down my face I feel Jarrod press his lips against a still falling tear near my lips. He slowly kisses it while pulling me gently on top of him.

I barely notice my thick tears falling onto Jarrod's skin. I know how much he likes to feel my tears and how much they turn him on. That's when I feel him chasing my tears with his lips, kissing several tears playfully off my cheeks. I then feel his hands on the back of my neck working their way toward my shoulders.

As I'm enjoying my massage, tears still slowly streaming down my face I feel bad for ruining our last intimate time in Ireland. I mean I know how much of a turn on he finds my tears, but I still didn't think this was how he planned our last intimate time.

"I'm sorry I'm so upset. I mean I know you said we could come back on our anniversary, but I'm just going to miss this place so much. It was a dream come true. And I tired so hard to hold my emotions back (although I know you told me not to) because I didn't want to ruin your...our last day here." I said as Jarrod continued to calm me by continuing my massage.

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Enid's POV

It was the next day and we were at the airport really early to catch our flight back to Texas

Melissa and me had arranged a dinner so Tristan and Lisa could meet each other for the first time. Melissa hadn't specifically stated that her new romance was with a girl though so I hoped everything was okay

I was also worried because I had replied to Tristan's question truthfully, but was concerned he would think I had deceived him by not telling him the whole story

But the thing was it wasn't my secret to reveal, I just hoped he'd understand.

'I'm sure he will' Melissa said comfortingly as tears streamed down my face. 'Thank you for being worried, but everything will be okay'

I wiped my tears and we got on our plane and sat in our seats.