I awoke with a start to see all my fellow sailors were gone. I rolled over in my bunk, and looked at old jim. His teeth were decaying, and he was clearly affected by scurvy. What a hot piece of ass, I thought. Old jim was ancient, they say he was alive before the ship was even built. I secretly had hoped he would die soon so i could play with him in private. after all, an unaware host is a receptive host. That's what my grandma always told me, at least. She also strongly disagreed with sex before marriage... But she was 4,000 miles away, back in santo domingo. After closer inspection, i had noticed the lifeless expression old jim had in his eyes i poked him for good measure then a huge grin as big as my erection grew on my face. [11:46:19 PM] Zane: I nudged my way over to him, feeling myself drawn ever closer with each passing moment, why the fuck am i doing this? that last bit was just self awareness, pay no mind. I crawled out of my hammock and began to drag dead jim to the darkest corner of the quarters.
I was ready for my booty.
For after all
I was the captain
and my sailors do as they are told