Captain Jack Sparrow wandered into the rowdy Tortugan tavern. The smell of rum was heavy in the air and he was in need of a good drink. As he signalled to the barman for rum, his eyes wandered around the room.
At the opposite end of the bar there was a crowd of young men, drooling over a stunning woman who sat on the dirty counter top, a large bottle of rum in her hand. Jack looked closer, she was wearing a black corset (currently half undone) over a white blouse which was falling down her shoulders and exposing a large portion of her breasts. The young men were completely drunk Jack could tell, but the woman was even worse. As he watched, she shakily rose to her feet and stumbled along the bar, laughing loudly.
"You are all just too kind!" Jack noted that she was wearing trousers, and a sword hung from her belt, she seemed to be a pirate. But as she drew closer to him, he was shocked to see that she was a lot younger than he had thought, she looked nothing more than a girl.
Jack shook his head and returned to his rum, before getting down to business. He was in Tortuga looking for new crew members for the Pearl. "Come on ye know you want to!" he said to a reasonably clean looking boy who was looking unsure. In the end he managed to persuade him, and the boy set off to the bar for a drink. Three more men signed up, but Sparrow was still one short of perfection. He was far too drunk by now to convince any others to join, so he gave up and ordered another drink.
It was early the next morning when he was woken by the sound of clinking bottles. He seemed to have passed out at a table in the corner of the bar. The barman was clearing the tables surrounding him, and Jack felt horrible.
"Go on mate, we're closing up." Said the barman, motioning to the door. So Jack stepped out into the empty street. The sun was barely up, and nothing was moving, but suddenly a door creaked open, and the young boy he had recruited the night before slipped out, accompanied with the girl from the tavern. Her corset was now missing and she had hay all through her hair.
As the boy scurried down the street and out of sight, the girl turned and saw Sparrow watching her. Her brow creased, and she called to him. "What are you lookin at?"
"Nuthin nuthin," he protested.
"Better not be." And she walked off.
Jack grinned to himself, ah he loved Tortuga. He set off for the docks, where the black sails of the pearl were visible.