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Chapter Six: Do you have any taquitos??

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C'mon. I thinks. C'mon, a bit closer, a bit closer.....There. Good boy Jack, knew I could count on you. I snicker, and pull on me rope.

WHOOSH.

"BLOODY!!!"

I grin from me hiding place. Third man down. Hahaha, Mad Charlie strikes again.

Jack sputters, looking arounds 'im wildly. Silently I laugh. Dirty dish water, easy t' get, good quality, and th' best for soaking.

I can't use normal water, Captain would kill me, an' I can't use salt water, won't bother me victims none, but dish water.

Seems th' men don' like th' lingerin' stench.

"CHAAARLIE!" Jack roars. I bite me lip to meself from makin' any noise. Gotta stay quiet.

Jack curses an' kicks th' empty bucket. 'is clothes are all soggy an' I bet they're gonna smell somethin' awful later on.

Jack glares aroun'.

I turn me head, thinkin' of me next victim, an' where to hide meself.

Somehwere with enough room to escape easily, but also with enough coverage.

Don' wanna be caught. Even though i'll me blamed anyway. Rightly so, I thinks proudly.

Then im bein' torn from me hiding place, dragged out into th' hot sun, an' shoved against th' side o' th' ship.

I gasp.

"Ello there, Charlie. Nice day ain't it?"

I look up at Jack, surprised really. I must 'ave grown, I thinks. Jack ain't so tall anymore.

"Lovely day." I nod me head an' smile.

"Just perfect for a whippin' ey?"

I swallows me spit.

"Maybe we should just throw ye over board?"

I frown. Is he gonna get to 'is point or what?

"You feelin' all right Jack?"

Jack snorts.

"Just fine, love, just fine."

Jack just stares at me, an' I raise an eyebrow. Then, 'e leans closer, an' whispers in me ear.

"So fine, infact, I just might let th' Captain in on this lil' game o' yours. Hows that sound eh?"

I close me eyes an' tell meself that I should've gotten out o' there when I had th' chance.

"Please Jack..." I says.

Jack waits for me to continue. I take a deep breath, an' force meself to go on.

"Jack, please, please, please don' tell th' Captain. I promise I won't do it again. To...to you, or any o' th' crew again. Please?"

Jack scratches 'is chin. Lookin' thoughtful.

"Hmmm...well I dunno..."

Hearin' th' tone in 'is voice, I knows what 'e wants. Inside me blood runs cold, an' I wants to slap Jack till 'es red as....as 'is head cloth!

But i's keeps me beggin' face on, an' make a show of sighin' an' noddin' me head.

"Ok, Jack...What will ye have me do?"

An' Jack pounced. (Not on me, 'e pounced on th' opportunity me words gave 'im.) Bastard, I thinks.

"Well love, there's this woman-"

I groan. Jack doesn't notice.

"Well a couple o' women, actually. An' they're reeaally picky when it comes to their...uhm..ahh...male friends."

I roll me eyes.

"An' what am I suppose to do, eh?"

I look up at Jack, frownin'.

"You don' know??"

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I grumble. I shoulda just let Jack tell th' Captain. Sted o' bein forced to walk into this damn whore house an' convince a few dolls into sleepin' with Jack.

Not even a good whore house.

I growl an' kick a rock, it goes flyin' away. A cat howls where th' rock lands an' I watch it run away.

Poor kitty.

I looks back at th' house. Honey's Sweet House?

Jack 'as got some strange tastes. I snort. Hope these women recognize Jack, an' beat 'im to a bloody pulp.

Jack's plan is to 'ave me go in (as a boy) an' tell 'em about me 'Master' Mr. Sparren, who heard about two lovely women, named Ginny an' Deseria, an' offer 'em twelve shillings each for a night an' a day.

O'course, they're suppose to say yes, an' I take 'em in Jack's hired carriage, over to th' Inn Jack is stayin' at.

An' Jack'll be up in 'is room, dressed up real fancy. An' he'll 'dismiss' me. O'course ill have to come back th' next day to take 'em home.

"Why not let 'em walk?" I said.

"Because, im a GENTLEMAN. Gentlemen, don' make women walk if they can ride in a carriage." Jack smoothed 'is newly grown mustache.

An' so here I am. Standin' outside o' a damn whore house named Honey's Sweet House. What kind o' name is that?

If I had a whore house, I thinks, I would name it somethin' practical. Somethin' like....

Charlotte's Whore House. Come on in, waste your money, get drunk, become fathers, maybe lose your life in a pointless fight!! Open until three.

I roll me eyes.

But, I have to do it. I told Jack I would. So, I brush th' dust from me pants, an' straighten' me cap. Then I push meself forward, an' walk to th' damn whore house.

"Hey there!" "Lookin' for some fun?" "I like 'em young.." "Need somethin' sugar?"

I look up at th' whores hangin' out o' windows. My god, I thinks, how can anyone 'ave tits that large??

I swallow me disgust, an' walk into th' house.

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Whew. Now thats over. Once those damn women got into the carriage, I swear I could've killed meself right then.

How in th' world can women talk that much?

Well, at least Jack's happy. I snort. At least Jack's happy?? Since when 'as Jack's happiness been that important?

Since forever.

I sigh. Soon i'll be thirteen...But will Jack keep 'is promise? Will me chest be any bigger?

I look down at them. I can't see 'em through this big shirt, but I knows they're there. Soon i'll have to bind 'em.

When you wear men's cloths, an' run around on a ship all day, corsets ain't a likely thing to wear. I thinks about this a lot, an' decide to get some cloth to lightly bind 'em.

Not so ye can't tell i've got them, mind you. Just for comfort. Don' want any o' the crew 'accidently' bumpin' in to me. I plan to keep me promise, an' hurt them if they try anythin'.

But then theres th' other thing.

I ain't got me monthlies yet. When will I gets 'em? I sigh. I'll 'ave to buy some cloths for that too.

I know im becomin' a woman. I just know it.

Why else would I be noticin' things I ain't ever thought about before? Th' color o' a man's hair, 'is eyes, the muscles, bloody- I even find meself likin' th' looks o' some men's bottoms!!

An' I find meself thinkin' things. Bad things.

What am I gonna do?

I might want to talk to someone....A woman, maybe. Gotta find meself a woman to talk to.

Wish Nan lived aroun' here. This is a nicer place. O' course its pirate friendly, an' most women are whores, an' men bastards, but...Nan would like it.

I breathe in th' cool air. It's almost dark out, better hurry up with me errands.

Bloody Jack, I spent all me free time helpin' him.

I run down th' street, lookin' out for a shop that might 'ave what I need.

I pass by several whore houses, an' I notice th' names.

The Red Desires? Gigi's Golden Strumpets?

I snort.

But th' men like 'em I suppose. Seein' how they all heading that way.

I wonder what it would be like, bein' a whore?

Many men. I thinks. Some ugly an' piggish. I spat on th' ground, for good luck.

I ain't never gonna be a whore.

I see a sign as I run by, an' I slow down an' walk back to it. I looks up at the sign.

A needle an' thread, in a basket.

This might work, an' they're still open too. I walk in, lookin' around meself.

Second hand, but good quality.

An' truthfully, a ship's boy don' get much as payment. I used to think it was a lot, but now I knows better.

I can't wait until, the Captain lets me go on raids.

A woman comes up to me, an' I can smell her sour breath. I hold back me nasty look.

"Ello sweetpea, what can I get you?"

Yick, I thinks, sweetpea?

"I need a few things.."

She nods.

I blink.

"A few...womanly things.."

"Ohhh!" She giggles, showin' me green teeth. "Your a girl are ye?"

I sigh an' nod. Ain't it obvious? I ain't no damn horse!

"Well then,....lets see...uhm...."

"Cloth for me.."

I gester to me chest. She nods happily.

"An'...cloths for.."

I make a fast sweep of me groin. I feel meself blush, an' cuse in me head. Boy is this uncomfy.

"Oh!! Your monthlies!!"

I choke an' nod me head.

She peers into me face, an' fall back from 'er stench.

"You nervous?"

I feel like im gonna cry. I wish Nan were doin' this for me! She nods, an' puts her arms aroun' me.

I wipe at me tears, cursin' meself again.

Hell, Charlie, it ain't bad! But I knows it really is.

"Im gonna 'ave to spend all these times with men, an' no one is gonna understand, an' it'll be all awkward an' scary."

I say to her. She coons an' rubs me back.

"No one's gonna help when I ain't feelin' well.."

Im sobbin' now, holdin' onto her real hard.

"Shush, shush..." She strokes me hair.

I know its late, an' someone might be worryin'....someone...maybe..If they think to think o' me.

I cry harder. I want a mum. I want Nan.

"shhhh...now, now, your okay. Its okay. Wait 'ere, ill go an' get 'em for ye."

I sniff an' nod, lettin 'er go. Somethin' brushes against me legs an' I look down.

'Meow'

I smile, an' bend down to pet th' cat.

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"Teehee"

"heehee"

"hahaha"

"hahahaha"

Th' two women together- "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Bloody. I thinks. Won't they ever shut up? Okay, okay, so they got paid a lot for one job with a handsome RICH man, who let them ride in 'is carriage.

Ain't it grand? Lets call out th' minstrels, th' dancers, the show bears!!

Hahaha...Lovely.

"Ohh, he is so cute!!"

"Heehee, you always liked 'em young!"

"Can't ye see why?"

"Sure do. Say, boy, how about a lil' tumble?"

I look up. What?

"Ohh, such a sweet face!"

Th' one with the larger tits leans over an' piches me cheek. Th' other one nods an' rubs her legs together.

I wince, feelin' sick.

"C'mon, boy. Don't ye want to feel like a man?"

A man? No, no thank you.

"Uhh...we're almost there ladies."

"Ohhhh, he's blushing!"

"A bit shy, ain't you boy?"

Ms. Large Tits rubs 'er body against mine.

I close me eyes, curse, an' reach out to push her away. Me hand hits somethin' soft, an' I curse meself again. Bloody hell, Charlie, can't ye do anythin' right?

"Ohhhhhh..." The woman moans, pushin' herself into me.

The carriage stops, an' I jump out.

"We're here!" I squeaks.

"Oh, pooh." Ms. Large Tits pouts.

I stiffen an' look at 'em real hard.

"Out."

They gasp, looking' flustered.

"Out."

I says again.

"Fine."

The smaller one goes first, bein' th' least offended. Ms. Large Tits, glares at me, an' roll me eyes.

"Good god, woman, get out!"

"Why-"

"OUT!"

She jumps out an' th' carriage pulls forward.

"Good day ladies!"

I sweet off me cap, an' bow.

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"I hate women." I says to Mannie.

Mannie stops peelin' th' potatoes, an' looks up at me.

"Well,....ain't you a woman?"

I sigh an' scratch me ear.

"I guess.."

"Women ain't so bad.."

"When your attacked by two o' em they are."

Mannie frowns.

"Attacked?"

I nod, an' toss one o' th' rotten potatoes in th' slop bin.

"Jack 'ad me pretend to be 'is servant, an' bring two whores back to their house."

"Jack?"

Mannie looks surprised.

"Jack don' seem like th' type to do that."

"Well 'e is."

"Poor thing, they attacked you?"

"Uh-huh. An' they were makin' th' most horrible noises too."

"Noises?"

"Moanin' an' stuff."

"Moanin-Oh! Charlie, you mean they attacked you like..like that?"

"Yep."

"Oh lord."

I toss another potato in th' bin.

Jack comes down into the galley, whislin'. I feel real mean towards 'im, an' almost throw one o' th' rotten potatoes at 'im.

"Ello, Mannie, Charlie."

Mannie puts down 'is knife, an' wipes 'is hands in 'is apron.

"Jack, you ain't gonna do nothin' like that again."

Jack looks confused.

"Do what?"

"Use Charlie like that. It ain't right."

"Whats wrong with it?"

"She's a woman now,Jack, it ain't right for ye to be 'aving her go on as a boy."

"She agreed to it, Mannie. She didn't 'ave to. An' besides, Charlie ain't a woman."

I stare. Ain't a woman? AIN'T A WOMAN? Oh, ill show you Jack Sparrow. I'll show you.

Me hand curls into a fist.

"She is too a woman, Jack."

Mannie slammed 'is knife down. I jumped an' turned to look at Mannie.

He was standin' there, pantin' slightly from 'is anger.

Jack looks surprised.

"You treat 'er right Jack, else i'll kill you."

What's goin' on?

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OH! Cliffhanger!! Oo, bet you hate me now!! Haha....I am in a very strange mood....Must be my purfume and the heat.

Hehehe, I just offered to clean my parents bathroom, and my mom asked me if I was feeling all right.

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