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Jack was steering his ship when Sofia arrived dressed in another corseted beautiful red dress where is she getting all these clothes from he thought to himself.

"good morning Jack." She greeted.

but thought: I hope it's as good a morning as you were in my dream...

"good morning to you. What brings you up onto the deck so early in the mornin'?" he said

but thought: why aren't you here all the time just so I can look at ya'?

"Well I have some questions Jack. Firstly are you really planning on taking me home?" she asked

but thought: Don't send me back! I'll stay and be your plaything if you don't!

"Sure, after we've done some er- uh.. errands. I mean that's what you want and that's what I'll give ya'."

but thought: I'd give ya' somethin' else too. (wicked grin)

"Well I would... I mean, uh- thank you. Thank you, Jack." She said.

but thought: I wish I could thank you the right way!

The entire day the two seemed to find the tension mounting. Sofia would feel her heart rate begin to quicken and her palms get sweaty everytime she was near Jack Sparrow. While Jack would completely blank out and get tongue twisted when he spoke to her, which would be fine if he could keep his min out of her cleavage and onto the topic at hand. Once he was showing her the view of a few islands out on the horizon and asked her "if she would like it in the rear?", he was talking about the watching the view from the rear of the ship but either way that was not how it had sounded at all.

Days of nothing but sailing gave Sofia time to get to know the crew and read and practice her English and learn new words she'd never hav learned in Spain. The crew, of course, treated her with the utmost respect. After what had happened to Robinson none would think to touch Sofia, but to be on the safe side she made sure never to be totally alone with the crew members if either the first mate or Jack himself were not in the room. That didn't happen too often because she spent most of her time on the top deck because that was where Jack spent most of his time and she found herself more and more often simply looking at him. He seemed so beautiful for a man. His dark features reminded her of the men in Spain, but his attitude, the way in which he carried himself, the way he spoke it was so new and so unreal.

At night fall Sofia contemplated making her dream a reality but she decided that until she knew how Jack felt about her she would leave her thoughts in her head, though, that remark about taking it to the rear did sound odd to her, she truly did not know if Jack felt for her at all. So changing into only her underwear and a shirt Jack had lent her (the 2 crew members who had brought her onto the pearl had forgotten her night gown) she tried to sleep.

In the other room Jack leaned back in a chair with a copy of the key to Sofia's room. He was sure she was asleep and only wanted to look at her. He wanted to know how she slept for some reason.

Should I? shouldn't I? Should I? shouldn't I? Should I? shouldn't I? I do have the key and I just want a peek... she'll never know.. maybe some rum will clear my mind.

Climbing back down the stairs to where his quarters were, rum bottle in hand, Jack unlocked the door to Sofia's room.

She seemed peaceful, a little too peaceful... WAS SHE DEAD?!?! In his drunken state of mind Jack had to make sure and slowly tiptoeing over to her he leaned into her face- SHOCK! HE COULD NOT HEAR HER BREATHING! Now he had to make sure, what kind of a captain would he be if he didn't? so he leaned in closer, and softly pressed his harsh rum-ridden lips at Sofia's soft ones andhe knew she was alive. She had to have been because she was kissing him back. She wasn't awake but if she oculd kiss this well in her sleep she had to have been a goddess. He pulled back as he realized that she was indeed asleep and heard and "mmm..." escape her throat.

Ah... so she's a sucker for rum too? The perfect woman!

The next morning Sofia woke up with the sweet burning taste of rum on her lips and a half empty bottle of "mama juanna" on her night stand.

Wonder how that got there... mmm... she thought this IS delicious. I can't remember getting' up to get it last night...Wonder if Jack's tried this? it really is good!!

It tastes like... like...kisses! Is that even a flavor?

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