Seventh chapter, everybody! Yay! Thanks so much to all the faithful reviewers, I love some comments on my work!
Also, there's been some questions regarding Jack and Sal, and don't worry, it's coming! There is in fact a bit of stuff between them in this chapter, and there's plenty more to come!
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ON THE RUN
Jack had no choice but to do as Hermann Hearst said... for now. He would soon enough get away from this cocky, stupid kid. All he had to do, was a bit of acting.
"Ya know, Hermann, I'm really quite impressed," he said as they walked through the streets of the town, heading towards the bay.
"Is that so?" Hermann said cooly, still pointing his pistol safety towards Jack's back.
"Oh yeah, mate," Jack insisted. "I mean, I used to think you were just the average, butt-licking servant, the Tinys have got a lot of those."
"The Law!" Hermann insisted.
"Right, right, the Law," Jack said, rolling his eyes. "But... I really mean that, Hermann. Like, ya're different from all of those. Ya're, what to say... Yeah, different," he concluded.
Hermann couldn't help but grinning. "Well, you may be a pirate, but you're not too stupid, Sparrow. That's quite well observed, I am quite different."
"In a good way," Jack added. "Definitely in a good way, man, ya're so unique. Very clever, very smart. Very brave... You'd have to agree with me on that, ey?"
"Yes, I suppose I have to agree with you on that," Hermann said, his grin increasing by every word Jack spoke. "I am actually being quite modest, compared to how many talents I've really got."
"Oh yeah," Jack agreed convincingly. "You've got so many talents, so many abilities... They're too many to count, mate, they're just incredible. Yeah," he added, carefully picking the right words, making sure he didn't acidentically ended up mocking the man in stead of flattering him to pieces. "Hey, I bet... Nah, forget it," he said.
"No, what?" Hermann said as they turned around a corner, with the bay now only a few blocks away. "Say it, Sparrow."
"Well... a man with your talents," Jack said hesitatingly, with a big smile on his face, "wouldn't have any trouble catchin' up with an escaped prisoner now, would he?"
Hermann pushed the pistol into Jack's back. "What are you implying?" he said angrily. "Are you referring to the incident where I lost track of Sally Goldee?!"
"Oh, no!" Jack said quickly. "No, not tha', mate. Not tha'. But lets say a prisoner of yers, for example me, was to escape, ya'd easily catch up with me, wouldn't ya? To make up for that mistake with Sally an' all? Catchin' up with a felon like Jack Sparrow must be a real great thing, ey? Ya'd be relly respected amongst the Tinys - pardon me, the Law - for that."
Hermann didn't say anything for a few moments, clearly he was concidering it, as well as enjoying this flatter and the pride he felt. Finally, he spoke: "You're not wrong there, Sparrow, they really would adore me if I could catch you twice in one day."
"Aye, mate," Jack agreed.
"But you mustn't be too quick," Hermann continued, now completely blinded by his own pride and lust for respect and honour. "I must know I can catch you again."
"Of course, mate, I'd run really slow," Jack said. "No worries."
Hesitation. Then, Hermann finally stopped walking, and lowered his pistol. Jack turned to face him. "Wise decision, Hermann," he smiled. "But now you must put that pistol away. I don't wanna be runnin' off knowin' you could shoot me in the back, savvy?"
Hermann nodded, and put the pistol away. He was a gentleman, after all, and wouldn't shoot a man in the back - just pursue him, capture him and then bring him to the gallows.
Jack smiled as the pistol was safely stored in Hermann's belt. "Nice talkin' with ya, but I really must run," he said, and then he took off.
"Hey!" Hermann cried in shock, he hadn't been prepared for Jack to take off as quickly as he did, and certainly not as fast. After all, Hermann was planning on capturing him again, that was the whole idea of letting him go in the first place. Being the man who'd caught Jack Sparrow twice in a day would make him famous all over the Caribbean - that is, if he indeed could catch Sparrow for the second time.
That was what Jack was planning to avoid. His plan had worked, Hermann's pride and lust for respect amongst the Tinys had made him stupid and rectless, and it had been Jack's big break. Now he ran through the streets, alleys and backways hoping Hermann would loose him as well.
He quickly did.
Hermann wasn't a good runner, nor was he very fit. After a few blocks, he had no idea where Jack Sparrow was to be found. And about at this time, he realized what a complete idiot he'd been.
Jack had realized this as well, and had taken advantage of it with success. Now he was off through the streets of the town aimlessly, just searching whever he was for Sally. There was no more order, no more quiet search. Hermann would reach the Faithful in no time, and the Tinys would learn about both Jack and Sally presence on this island. It was going to be a hell of a night.
Luckily, Jack wasn't a complete idiot. He had half expected this, seeing as how the island held more than a few Tinys. He'd told Gibbs, the first mate, that if there was any trouble with the Tinys - anything at all - they were to sail off and leave Jack and Sally behind, if anything it was only to save the Pearl...
If this was to happen, Gibbs and the crew would be returning in a few days, when things had calmed down a bit. That was roughly Jack's plan. Perhaps not a brilliant one, but now that he thought about it, a lucky one. He'd had no idea the Faithful was there as well, this he'd learned when he met Hermann Hearst. Hopefully, his crew would take the Black Pearl out at sea and away from the Tinys.
It was getting fairly dark by now, and the town held few or no people out on the streets. Jack ran quickly, keeping an eye out for Sally whever he went, but she was no where to be seen.
He reached a small, dark alley which seemed almost like a ghost street. Its houses were dark and abandoned, and the moonlight gave the whole scene a terrifying effect. Not a very pleasant place to be at this time of night, Jack thought.
Not very pleasant at all, he added as he saw what he believed to be a dead body lying by one of the houses. Keeping his mind open to all possibilities, he approached the body to have it confirmed that this wasn't Sally. And indeed, it wasn't.
It was her friend Lily. "Bloody hell," Jack mumbled as he saw her, the image of this abandoned, young girl in a street like this, he face pale and without any signs of life, made his disgusted. Sure, it was a cruel world, but he couldn't help but feeling a bit sorry for the girl, and for Sally. If she saw this...
"It was that blasted duke," a voice from behind Jack said. He quickly turned, only to face a darker and more distrubed looking Sally Goldee. "I know it was. It had to be."
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I was dealing with Lily's death. I'd found myself accepting it, preparing the nasty revenge upon the Tinys. I swore, they wouldn't get away with that. The man who'd killed her would have to pay. That was my goal now. Find the man who killed Lily.
Dramatic, I guess you could say, but I owed my life and my happiness to Lily. And it had partly been my fault that she'd been killed. So although I'd prefer just living a normal life, there was one thing that had to be done: Avenge Lily.
And I realized, I did need a bit of help to reach the duke, the man I assumed had killed her. It had to be him, it had been him that caught her. But to reach the duke, I needed some help, and definitely a weapon. Both, I realized, I could get from Jack Sparrow. So when saw he'd discovered Lily's body, I approached him from the alley in which I'd been hiding.
"It was that blasted duke," I said, and he turned to face me. "I know it was. It had to be."
"Aye, I believe ya're right," Jack said. Then he exclaimed: "Now what the bloody hell were ya doin' runnin' off like tha'?!"
"You don't own me, Jack, I'm free to do what I want," I replied. "I don't wanna go off no where with you and your stupid Black Pearl, I want to work, just live a normal life, and be happy! This island could have suited me fine, hadn't you come after me! Now they'll know we're here for sure!"
I had to tell him. I had to express my anger, and this was the way - although I knew I did at some point need Jack's help, if I was to avenge Lily.
"Actually, they already know we're here," Jack said.
"Ah, I see," I said, with an angry voice. "I guess you decided to stop by the Faithful and say hello?"
"No, love," Jack replied. "Hermann Hearst saw ya. So it's not my fault this time. Now lets go! Ya can't stay here, they'll get their 'ands on ya for sure. Please just come back with me to the Pearl and make no more fuss, ey?" he practically begged, clearly growing tired of my stupid games. "That is, if ya've realized just how serious this is by now," he added, taking a glance at Lily.
"I have, thank you," I said angrily. "Sure, lets get back to that damn Pearl of yours."
"Thank you," Jack sighed, and grabbed my arm as if to drag me back. Perhaps he feared I'd run off again.
I broke loose from his grip, and followed him close as we went through the streets of the town and back towards the bay. It was only when we saw the docks, and realized there was only one ship still present, that we knew we were in real trouble.
"Where... Where's the Black Pearl?" I asked frantically. "That over there's the Faithful, Jack! It's not the Black Pearl!"
"Yeah, I've noticed that," Jack said annoyed. "Ya know this is yer fault?" he said, staring at me. "Gibbs has taken the Pearl off now, maybe there was some trouble with the Faithful, I don't know. Either way, we're stuck here on this lousy island until they return when the Faithful's gone. Ya happy now?" he added, his anger seeming almost frantically and ridiculous, yet in a serious way.
"Don't blame me for this," I said. "I would have wanted to stay here, if it wasn't for Lily. Ya can't blame me for nothin', Jack, it was you who took me from The Villain!"
"I saved yer life back then!" he yelled. "Ya stupid girl, ya would have faced somethin' a lot worse than what Lily had comin' to her!"
"I can look after myself, I don't need you as my guardian," I said. "I didn't ask for you to come to Warren and hunt me down and carry me away. I would have managed somehow, and Lily would still be alive! Damn you, Sparrow," I sighed. "Because of you, my friend is dead and I'm stuck here on this stupid island with the Law chasing me. Thank you, that's just what I wanted."
"Ah, good, ya're welcome," he said ironicly, clearly as angry and frustrated as I was.
I guess I really wanted to go back on the Pearl, because I knew I would eventually be found on this island with all the Tinys looking for me, them now being fully aware of my presence. If they knew now that the Pearl had left without Jack and me, they'd know we were trapped on this island. It could turn out with a very nasty ending if we didn't think of something, and quickly.
I sighed, fianlly realizing there was no using in just blaming Jack for everything. "Well," I said. "I guess we better leave, we shouldn't be here now, we should be hiding. It will soon be night, a perfect time for us to find a good hiding place. I expect the Tinys will be looking all over town for us by morning."
"Now tha's the first sensible thing ya've said all day," Jack said, and we took of back into town.
After a short walk, we eventually realized the best place for us to hide was in some of the old, abandoned buildings nearby where Lily's body lay. After all, we didn't know this town very well, and knew little or nothing of where the Tinys would be searching for us, and where they wouldn't. The best thing was just to hide in an empty house, at least for now.
One of the empty houses was what seemed to have once been a barn, or a stable of some sort. Now, it was dark and dirty, and half the roof had been destroyed by God knows what. That's where we decided to stay for the night. It was, after all, the scariest building in the alley, and its apperance was enough to make any man turn around and leave at only the sight of it. Hopefully, this applied for the Tinys as well.
We found what looked something like a horse's booth, filled with dry hay and not too much dirt. I sat down in the hay with my back leaning against the wall, sighing heavily. "Well, there we are then," I said. "This is going to be a boring period of my life."
"Now, why would ya say that?" Jack said, taking a seat next to me in the hay. "After all, lass, ya're experiencin' more adventure now than ever before. I thought all whores longed for adventure?"
"For the last bloody time, I'm no whore," I said. "You of all people should know that."
"Yeah, ya're right, I do know that," Jack said with a grin. "I just have trouble acceptin' it, tha's all."
"I couldn't argue with you on that," I said with a smile. The darkness that filled the barn was slightly easier to deal with, as the full moon was up and barely visuable through the many holes in the roof. I could see fractions of the booth we were in, and shine was lighting up Jack's face clearly where he sat against the wall next to me.
"Didn't ya ever concider becomin' one of them?" Jack asked. "I mean, ya've always worked in pubs who provide ah, female company, why wouldn't ya wanna try it fer yerself?"
I laughed. "I can sell a lot of things, but not my body."
"Why not, I wonder?"
"Because it's mine," I said, smiling.
"Ah, yes," Jack laughed. "Ya'll be wantin' it all to yerself! Don't ya realize how many poor, unfortunate men ya're lettin' down by not lettin' them experience what you can experience? With yer body, I mean?"
"I think a man's experience with my body is quite different from my own experience with my body," I grinned.
"Aye, I guess so," Jack said. "But ya could end up enjoyin' his experience with yer body fer yerself, ya know. Maybe both you and the man would enjoy it."
"Yes, and maybe not," I said, trying to cut things off, but Jack seemed to be enjoying the topic of the conversation.
"Are ya sayin' it's always been only you then?" he asked. "No man, not ever?"
"Stop it, Jack, it's no use asking me these questions," I said. "You'll get nothin' from it."
Jack laughed. "Ya never know. I get information, I like that as well. Up to a certain point," he added with a twinkle in his eye. "So go on, answer me question."
"I won't!" I said. "It's interferring with my personal life."
"Aye, it is. Fun, ain't it?" Jack said with a laugh, and at that he slowly put his arm around my shoulder.
And although I thought I would, I actually didn't mind. It felt nice, nicer than a touch from any man ever had before...
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Please review, as always!
Also, there's been some questions regarding Jack and Sal, and don't worry, it's coming! There is in fact a bit of stuff between them in this chapter, and there's plenty more to come!
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ON THE RUN
Jack had no choice but to do as Hermann Hearst said... for now. He would soon enough get away from this cocky, stupid kid. All he had to do, was a bit of acting.
"Ya know, Hermann, I'm really quite impressed," he said as they walked through the streets of the town, heading towards the bay.
"Is that so?" Hermann said cooly, still pointing his pistol safety towards Jack's back.
"Oh yeah, mate," Jack insisted. "I mean, I used to think you were just the average, butt-licking servant, the Tinys have got a lot of those."
"The Law!" Hermann insisted.
"Right, right, the Law," Jack said, rolling his eyes. "But... I really mean that, Hermann. Like, ya're different from all of those. Ya're, what to say... Yeah, different," he concluded.
Hermann couldn't help but grinning. "Well, you may be a pirate, but you're not too stupid, Sparrow. That's quite well observed, I am quite different."
"In a good way," Jack added. "Definitely in a good way, man, ya're so unique. Very clever, very smart. Very brave... You'd have to agree with me on that, ey?"
"Yes, I suppose I have to agree with you on that," Hermann said, his grin increasing by every word Jack spoke. "I am actually being quite modest, compared to how many talents I've really got."
"Oh yeah," Jack agreed convincingly. "You've got so many talents, so many abilities... They're too many to count, mate, they're just incredible. Yeah," he added, carefully picking the right words, making sure he didn't acidentically ended up mocking the man in stead of flattering him to pieces. "Hey, I bet... Nah, forget it," he said.
"No, what?" Hermann said as they turned around a corner, with the bay now only a few blocks away. "Say it, Sparrow."
"Well... a man with your talents," Jack said hesitatingly, with a big smile on his face, "wouldn't have any trouble catchin' up with an escaped prisoner now, would he?"
Hermann pushed the pistol into Jack's back. "What are you implying?" he said angrily. "Are you referring to the incident where I lost track of Sally Goldee?!"
"Oh, no!" Jack said quickly. "No, not tha', mate. Not tha'. But lets say a prisoner of yers, for example me, was to escape, ya'd easily catch up with me, wouldn't ya? To make up for that mistake with Sally an' all? Catchin' up with a felon like Jack Sparrow must be a real great thing, ey? Ya'd be relly respected amongst the Tinys - pardon me, the Law - for that."
Hermann didn't say anything for a few moments, clearly he was concidering it, as well as enjoying this flatter and the pride he felt. Finally, he spoke: "You're not wrong there, Sparrow, they really would adore me if I could catch you twice in one day."
"Aye, mate," Jack agreed.
"But you mustn't be too quick," Hermann continued, now completely blinded by his own pride and lust for respect and honour. "I must know I can catch you again."
"Of course, mate, I'd run really slow," Jack said. "No worries."
Hesitation. Then, Hermann finally stopped walking, and lowered his pistol. Jack turned to face him. "Wise decision, Hermann," he smiled. "But now you must put that pistol away. I don't wanna be runnin' off knowin' you could shoot me in the back, savvy?"
Hermann nodded, and put the pistol away. He was a gentleman, after all, and wouldn't shoot a man in the back - just pursue him, capture him and then bring him to the gallows.
Jack smiled as the pistol was safely stored in Hermann's belt. "Nice talkin' with ya, but I really must run," he said, and then he took off.
"Hey!" Hermann cried in shock, he hadn't been prepared for Jack to take off as quickly as he did, and certainly not as fast. After all, Hermann was planning on capturing him again, that was the whole idea of letting him go in the first place. Being the man who'd caught Jack Sparrow twice in a day would make him famous all over the Caribbean - that is, if he indeed could catch Sparrow for the second time.
That was what Jack was planning to avoid. His plan had worked, Hermann's pride and lust for respect amongst the Tinys had made him stupid and rectless, and it had been Jack's big break. Now he ran through the streets, alleys and backways hoping Hermann would loose him as well.
He quickly did.
Hermann wasn't a good runner, nor was he very fit. After a few blocks, he had no idea where Jack Sparrow was to be found. And about at this time, he realized what a complete idiot he'd been.
Jack had realized this as well, and had taken advantage of it with success. Now he was off through the streets of the town aimlessly, just searching whever he was for Sally. There was no more order, no more quiet search. Hermann would reach the Faithful in no time, and the Tinys would learn about both Jack and Sally presence on this island. It was going to be a hell of a night.
Luckily, Jack wasn't a complete idiot. He had half expected this, seeing as how the island held more than a few Tinys. He'd told Gibbs, the first mate, that if there was any trouble with the Tinys - anything at all - they were to sail off and leave Jack and Sally behind, if anything it was only to save the Pearl...
If this was to happen, Gibbs and the crew would be returning in a few days, when things had calmed down a bit. That was roughly Jack's plan. Perhaps not a brilliant one, but now that he thought about it, a lucky one. He'd had no idea the Faithful was there as well, this he'd learned when he met Hermann Hearst. Hopefully, his crew would take the Black Pearl out at sea and away from the Tinys.
It was getting fairly dark by now, and the town held few or no people out on the streets. Jack ran quickly, keeping an eye out for Sally whever he went, but she was no where to be seen.
He reached a small, dark alley which seemed almost like a ghost street. Its houses were dark and abandoned, and the moonlight gave the whole scene a terrifying effect. Not a very pleasant place to be at this time of night, Jack thought.
Not very pleasant at all, he added as he saw what he believed to be a dead body lying by one of the houses. Keeping his mind open to all possibilities, he approached the body to have it confirmed that this wasn't Sally. And indeed, it wasn't.
It was her friend Lily. "Bloody hell," Jack mumbled as he saw her, the image of this abandoned, young girl in a street like this, he face pale and without any signs of life, made his disgusted. Sure, it was a cruel world, but he couldn't help but feeling a bit sorry for the girl, and for Sally. If she saw this...
"It was that blasted duke," a voice from behind Jack said. He quickly turned, only to face a darker and more distrubed looking Sally Goldee. "I know it was. It had to be."
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I was dealing with Lily's death. I'd found myself accepting it, preparing the nasty revenge upon the Tinys. I swore, they wouldn't get away with that. The man who'd killed her would have to pay. That was my goal now. Find the man who killed Lily.
Dramatic, I guess you could say, but I owed my life and my happiness to Lily. And it had partly been my fault that she'd been killed. So although I'd prefer just living a normal life, there was one thing that had to be done: Avenge Lily.
And I realized, I did need a bit of help to reach the duke, the man I assumed had killed her. It had to be him, it had been him that caught her. But to reach the duke, I needed some help, and definitely a weapon. Both, I realized, I could get from Jack Sparrow. So when saw he'd discovered Lily's body, I approached him from the alley in which I'd been hiding.
"It was that blasted duke," I said, and he turned to face me. "I know it was. It had to be."
"Aye, I believe ya're right," Jack said. Then he exclaimed: "Now what the bloody hell were ya doin' runnin' off like tha'?!"
"You don't own me, Jack, I'm free to do what I want," I replied. "I don't wanna go off no where with you and your stupid Black Pearl, I want to work, just live a normal life, and be happy! This island could have suited me fine, hadn't you come after me! Now they'll know we're here for sure!"
I had to tell him. I had to express my anger, and this was the way - although I knew I did at some point need Jack's help, if I was to avenge Lily.
"Actually, they already know we're here," Jack said.
"Ah, I see," I said, with an angry voice. "I guess you decided to stop by the Faithful and say hello?"
"No, love," Jack replied. "Hermann Hearst saw ya. So it's not my fault this time. Now lets go! Ya can't stay here, they'll get their 'ands on ya for sure. Please just come back with me to the Pearl and make no more fuss, ey?" he practically begged, clearly growing tired of my stupid games. "That is, if ya've realized just how serious this is by now," he added, taking a glance at Lily.
"I have, thank you," I said angrily. "Sure, lets get back to that damn Pearl of yours."
"Thank you," Jack sighed, and grabbed my arm as if to drag me back. Perhaps he feared I'd run off again.
I broke loose from his grip, and followed him close as we went through the streets of the town and back towards the bay. It was only when we saw the docks, and realized there was only one ship still present, that we knew we were in real trouble.
"Where... Where's the Black Pearl?" I asked frantically. "That over there's the Faithful, Jack! It's not the Black Pearl!"
"Yeah, I've noticed that," Jack said annoyed. "Ya know this is yer fault?" he said, staring at me. "Gibbs has taken the Pearl off now, maybe there was some trouble with the Faithful, I don't know. Either way, we're stuck here on this lousy island until they return when the Faithful's gone. Ya happy now?" he added, his anger seeming almost frantically and ridiculous, yet in a serious way.
"Don't blame me for this," I said. "I would have wanted to stay here, if it wasn't for Lily. Ya can't blame me for nothin', Jack, it was you who took me from The Villain!"
"I saved yer life back then!" he yelled. "Ya stupid girl, ya would have faced somethin' a lot worse than what Lily had comin' to her!"
"I can look after myself, I don't need you as my guardian," I said. "I didn't ask for you to come to Warren and hunt me down and carry me away. I would have managed somehow, and Lily would still be alive! Damn you, Sparrow," I sighed. "Because of you, my friend is dead and I'm stuck here on this stupid island with the Law chasing me. Thank you, that's just what I wanted."
"Ah, good, ya're welcome," he said ironicly, clearly as angry and frustrated as I was.
I guess I really wanted to go back on the Pearl, because I knew I would eventually be found on this island with all the Tinys looking for me, them now being fully aware of my presence. If they knew now that the Pearl had left without Jack and me, they'd know we were trapped on this island. It could turn out with a very nasty ending if we didn't think of something, and quickly.
I sighed, fianlly realizing there was no using in just blaming Jack for everything. "Well," I said. "I guess we better leave, we shouldn't be here now, we should be hiding. It will soon be night, a perfect time for us to find a good hiding place. I expect the Tinys will be looking all over town for us by morning."
"Now tha's the first sensible thing ya've said all day," Jack said, and we took of back into town.
After a short walk, we eventually realized the best place for us to hide was in some of the old, abandoned buildings nearby where Lily's body lay. After all, we didn't know this town very well, and knew little or nothing of where the Tinys would be searching for us, and where they wouldn't. The best thing was just to hide in an empty house, at least for now.
One of the empty houses was what seemed to have once been a barn, or a stable of some sort. Now, it was dark and dirty, and half the roof had been destroyed by God knows what. That's where we decided to stay for the night. It was, after all, the scariest building in the alley, and its apperance was enough to make any man turn around and leave at only the sight of it. Hopefully, this applied for the Tinys as well.
We found what looked something like a horse's booth, filled with dry hay and not too much dirt. I sat down in the hay with my back leaning against the wall, sighing heavily. "Well, there we are then," I said. "This is going to be a boring period of my life."
"Now, why would ya say that?" Jack said, taking a seat next to me in the hay. "After all, lass, ya're experiencin' more adventure now than ever before. I thought all whores longed for adventure?"
"For the last bloody time, I'm no whore," I said. "You of all people should know that."
"Yeah, ya're right, I do know that," Jack said with a grin. "I just have trouble acceptin' it, tha's all."
"I couldn't argue with you on that," I said with a smile. The darkness that filled the barn was slightly easier to deal with, as the full moon was up and barely visuable through the many holes in the roof. I could see fractions of the booth we were in, and shine was lighting up Jack's face clearly where he sat against the wall next to me.
"Didn't ya ever concider becomin' one of them?" Jack asked. "I mean, ya've always worked in pubs who provide ah, female company, why wouldn't ya wanna try it fer yerself?"
I laughed. "I can sell a lot of things, but not my body."
"Why not, I wonder?"
"Because it's mine," I said, smiling.
"Ah, yes," Jack laughed. "Ya'll be wantin' it all to yerself! Don't ya realize how many poor, unfortunate men ya're lettin' down by not lettin' them experience what you can experience? With yer body, I mean?"
"I think a man's experience with my body is quite different from my own experience with my body," I grinned.
"Aye, I guess so," Jack said. "But ya could end up enjoyin' his experience with yer body fer yerself, ya know. Maybe both you and the man would enjoy it."
"Yes, and maybe not," I said, trying to cut things off, but Jack seemed to be enjoying the topic of the conversation.
"Are ya sayin' it's always been only you then?" he asked. "No man, not ever?"
"Stop it, Jack, it's no use asking me these questions," I said. "You'll get nothin' from it."
Jack laughed. "Ya never know. I get information, I like that as well. Up to a certain point," he added with a twinkle in his eye. "So go on, answer me question."
"I won't!" I said. "It's interferring with my personal life."
"Aye, it is. Fun, ain't it?" Jack said with a laugh, and at that he slowly put his arm around my shoulder.
And although I thought I would, I actually didn't mind. It felt nice, nicer than a touch from any man ever had before...
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Please review, as always!