The Tattoo In Talinn

Note: This story is 100% fictional!

My family is a very old one, we've been around since the middle ages, and we have a family crest, a motto and all that sort of stuff. It's kind of fun, but kind of weird sometimes.
My mother and father divorced a long time ago, but because of our family history, no one made a big deal out of it. Mom took me to the USA and I was raised there, at an estate in New York. I grew up pretty much like every other little girl, jumping rope, playing with dolls, and all those sorts of things. Mom told me I had a brother that was a year older, and a much younger half brother, but I'd never met them.

I'd graduated high school and as a present, Mom sent me and my best friend on a round the world trip. We had a blast, we started by going to west coast, and left California to start the official trip in Japan. I wasn't just some spoiled girl, Mom made me work my ass off for my grades, and if I dropped out of college, I had to pay her back for the trip. I also had to keep my grades up or else I'd have to pay for my college as well.
My friend and I both had good grades and I'd graduated number three in my class and she was number five, we did...just about everything together, we got drunk for the first time together, we saw movies together, we studied together, and at the end of the year, on prom night, we both lost our virginity together. I was on one side of the little sea-wall at the beach, and she and her boyfriend were on the other side. We really were best friends. We were going to have so much fun!

The trip was everything we'd hoped it would be, we had fun in Japan, Hong Kong, Thailand, and we did it all, good fun, good adventures, and some damn good sex. We sampled guys from all over, and in one case during a slightly drunken evening in Istanbul, we both tried a woman for the first time, and of course, we did it together. We were fucking out way across the continents when we got into Athens, a wonderful, historic city. We stayed a few days there because there was so much to see. We met these two guys and were dancing with them in a bar when the one asked her if she wanted to go to his hotel. She did, but I wasn't 100% certain I wanted to sleep with the guy I was with. They left tot eh hotel and we stayed at the club, and had a few more drinks. I...didn't want to take him back to the hotel for some reason, but I wanted to fuck him, so we wound up fucking in the park beneath some bushes. He was a fantastic lover, and I told him so, and we parted as people who just had some fun with no strings or expectations. My friend staggered into our hotel room at 5 in the morning, and told me his friend was a dynamite fuck.

"I guess so, mine didn't keep me busy that long, yours must have been incredible."
"Oh he was, he was great, how was yours?"
"Very good, good stamina, and nicely hung. He sets a nice standard for the rest of the trip."
We dissolved into giggles and got some sleep before we checked out at noon.

Three nights later, we were in Bucharest, which is a city that knows how to party! As Americans, we had our pick of guys, but none of them excited me all that much, my handsome boy in Greece was indeed setting a standard. And then there he was! He did a double take and asked me if it was really me, and I told him it was. We got pretty chummy that night, but he told me his train was leaving at midnight sharp. I'd gotten wild in the park, so I threw caution to the winds and we did it in the alley behind the nightclub. God he was a great fuck. He pumped me for close to an hour before he erupted, and I'd already had four orgasms, maybe sex on the edge was an aphrodisiac? I kissed him goodbye, and headed back to the hotel, only to find my best friend was "entertaining" and had latched the door. I fell asleep on a couch in the hallway and was woken by her departing "friend".

"Jeez, just leave a note on the door and I'll be super quiet!"
"Well....that might not have worked, take a look."
There were condoms and bits of clothing all over the floor.
"We, uh, got a little rowdy."
"Damn, I'll say. You'll never guess who I ran into?"
"Who?"
"Guess!"
"You said I would be able to, so just tell me!"
"Stephen, the guy from Athens!"
"The bush fucker?"
"Yeah, but add alleyway fucker to it. We did it against the wall."
"You're getting freaky, girlfriend. Very freaky."

Four nights later saw us in Prague, and we both loved the city, we had a different guy every night except the third, where we double teamed the one guy. I was taking a lot of cock, but I was having a great time. I started wondering if I'd ever find the one guy, the one I'd want to to stay with. We were in the marketplace in Prague, when I felt a hand grab my ass! Worried about pickpockets I reached around and slapped the guy, only to see....Stephen.
"What on earth are you doing here?"
"Me? What about you?"
"I'm on a trip, I told you, remember?"
"Well, you didn't tell me where you were going exactly. I'm working for my father's company, and he's got offices everywhere. I volunteered to do a survey of each location's operation in order to get him to sing off on my seeing much of the world. It worked perfectly, three hours of work in each of the cities, and a day or three to goof around on his money."
"Well where are you going to next?"
Poland, Germany, the Netherlands, Denmark, Sweden, Finland and I finish up in Latvia and "Estonia."
"Damn, we're going to western Europe mostly, but you know, we can probably reschedule some it."
"Oh, you like having me around?"
"What if I do?"
"Oh, I'd have to tell you that I like having you around."
"Oh, well then that's ok, say, my friend has hit a rare dry spell, let's get back to my hotel room before she does! I owe her a night of being locked out!"
"Sounds good to me!"

We got back to my room and I lit some candles, we slowly undressed each other in the moonlight and made love for hours. As we lay in bed, I needed to use the restroom, but the lights wouldn't work, then we noticed that all of Prague was dark. It was a blackout. I also realized that our train left early the next morning, and I had to make sure my friend was ready for it. He had to get up early the next morning to work for his father, but I wanted one last thing to remember him by, so I pushed him to the floor and we fucked one more time. He was incredible, and as he kissed me goodbye, I realized we hadn't used a condom the last time, but I didn't want to worry about it. I thought I was falling in love.

We saw Germany, France, the Netherlands, Switzerland and with eight days left for that leg of the vacation, we decided to hit the Balkan states, and, in my heart, I hoped to run across Stephen again, maybe a long distance relationship could work? Neither of us was poor, so that wouldn't be a problem. We left Zurich the next morning, but I'd gotten food poisoning I thought. I puked for a bit when I got up. I was definitely off my feed all day, but felt better around dinner when we got into Warsaw. We had a nice time, but the next morning I was puking again. Maybe I hadn't gotten over it yet? I could barely eat anything, but we spent that day in Warsaw as I didn't feel up to a long train ride. The next day was even worse. It wasn't food poisoning, I was pregnant.

My friend understood what I was going through. She knew how much trouble I was going to be in. She knew that if I used my credit card to go to a doctor, my mother would want to know why, and I didn't know if they'd have to tell her because I didn't know the rules there. I...couldn't get an abortion as I didn't believe in it. We decided to try to get through the rest of the trip, and the book that I'd bought told me the morning sickness wouldn't last forever, but what was I going to tell my mother?
We limped into Estonia, and took our room at the hotel. My friend used her travelers checks and I went to see a doctor. She was very nice and explained what was happening, and told me that I was still able to fly and that I would get home safe and sound and she also prescribed some vitamins and supplements to help me keep healthy and protect my unborn child. What was I going to do?

She asked me if I wanted to go out that night, and I told her to go out and have fun on her own, I was just going to read for bit. Certainly running around wasn't helping either my body or my mind. I had a light dinner in the hotel, when who came in but Stephen. I'd had plenty of sex, but he was the only one I'd done unprotected. I was 99.99% certain he was the father, but how did I tell him? What did I expect him to do? We started talking and I knew I was in love with him, so we wound up making love again, and this time he stayed with me. My ailing stomach woke me early, and I ran into the bathroom, but coming back to bed, I saw Stephen for the first time in bright sunlight.

Remember how I said my family was old and had a crest and a motto?
For whatever reason, all of us had it tattoo'ed on our left hips. I looked down at mine, and then I looked over to see Stephen's matching one.
I'd found my older brother.