Love me Hate me but just let me drive
Black sails running like rough canvas on a rough painting, the long smoldered deck, the ship set softly in the tan sand glimmering with each scuttle of a crab.
Tortuga
A fresh bottle of rum rolls across the floor the groans and moans of men about flung in the chairs like flies stuck to paper. The heels clicked upon the cheap but sturdy floor, they had stopped at the door.
One pirate in the back tilted up his hat with a foolish grin, he looked up a the emerald green eyed beauty before him, she had hair long and straight like a wild mustang the jet black hair reflected with the sun that barely shone though the run down bar, she spoke with a rather sting.
It was silent no sailor dare spoke she smirked and walked out soon after the party had begun…..