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The sailmaker and his team were now working like trojans, stitching and patching whatever was available, in an attempt to give us sufficient sail so we could gain headway, to once more set a course. The First Mate reported to the Captain, that although the ship had sprung at least two planks below the waterline, for the moment the pumps were coping Hardcore well enough at keeping the water in the bilges at a safe level. But, he pointed out we could only manage a few days of pumping before we ran out of men fit enough to man the pumps. Quite a number were carrying injuries, such as a broken arm or a badly turned ankle, the doctor had been kept busy. We needed to make a landfall where the ship could be careened, to allow repairs to be carried out, re-caulking the sprung planking. The slavers had disappeared, they could be anywhere by now if they had survived the storm that is. Perish the thought, of the plight of those poor souls, chained below decks, life would have been sheer hell for them, and no chance of survival should their ship have suffered any mishap. The slavers would not have released them from their prison, they would have drowned, chained where they were. The Captain had decided that we set a course that would take us between Granada and St. Vincent, allowing us a vague chance of sighting our prey. Failing any sighting, we would continue north to St. Lucia, a suitable place to carry out the necessary repairs we needed. It was the bosun who suggested to the Captain that perhaps he make a small detour to the east, he seemed to remember an island named Mustique, where he thought there was a large bay with waters deep enough to allow a ship to approach the beach, this was to the south west of the island, he recalled the name of Les Jolies Eaux or similar. It was a place pirates had often used in the past, it might be possible the slavers were there. The French were more inclined to turn a blind eye, as long as there was no trouble. If we could catch them in the bay, and as long as the winds were in our favour, they could be trapped. One day later, came the shout, “Land ho, four points to larboard.” (port side today). doggystyle “What sail?” the Captain hollered. blonde The lookout reported seeing nothing. The Captain, was at the chart table, to the First Officer he ordered, “Alter course to take us east, we’ll clear the bay to the south and anchor the other side of the nearest headland. If they’re there, they won’t see our sail.” The anchor was dropped in only eight fathoms of water. The long boat was ordered out and duly settled in the water alongside. The First Lieutenant led a party of five sailors, six marines, plus one Midshipman. They were to land at the head of the small bay, from teen there trek to the top of the headland, where, if the slavers were there, they would see them below. He would raise a green flag if they were, red if there was nothing. Three hours later, the lookout called, “Green flag, just below the head, sir.” The long boat was sent the recall signal. The Marines under the command of the Middie remained ashore, as the boat pulled hard, back to the ship. The slavers were there, one at anchor, the other careened on the beach, cumshot an easy target it would seem. Two boats took another fourteen marines and a handful of seamen ashore. The Captain’s plan was for the marines and a handful of sailors to wait until midnight before crossing the headland, to take up a position in the scrub and trees overlooking the beach. At dawn, we would sail across the mouth of the bay. The ship would fire a warning shot, to lay close on the anchored vessel. At the same time, the marines would open fire at any crew that was visible. Don’t interrupt me.” Nicole asserted. She opened the door to me wearing just a towel which she took off once she closed the door behind me. Both already naked. He lowered cumshot his hand and smiled a satisfied smile. I smiled against her, lifted my pelvis, and touched her tip to my swollen folds. “I was just a little hungry” He looked at me for teen a moment before answering. Constantly having my chi as the pivoting point. I reactively put her safely down beside me, and she drunkenly wobbled a few feet before curling up and passing out. “Okay Verity, as blonde you say. I put my hand on his chest to stop him, and after leaning in to give him another warm kiss on his lips, I said, “No. I don’t want that. How can you fall in love with someone whose mind works like a cross of Freud and Data from Star Trek? Hardcore “Oh my be careful little Elf.” Right before him. We started doggystyle playing with each other’s nipples and making out. Water was sloshing over the tub, luckily close to the foot of the bath was a slim drain. She was ready to orgasm 10 minutes earlier, until Cliff interrupted her.