Chapter 2
Saved by a prostitute or so he thought
I do not and I repeat I do not own POTC or any of the characters except Alanna!!! DAMN IT I WANT JACK!!!
Past/Present sort of thing
Okay, lets get back to now. I ended up getting a ride to Spain. For the next few months I learned everything from my Captain. He was an wonderful character and taught me all the ropes needed to sail and become a pirate. He showed me how to get out of any problems.
He was very wise in what he knew and I could tell by just how he stared at the sea some nights that he truly belonged with the sea and his ship. He was good man in his heart. When we finally reached Spain he gave me a pistol and a beautiful cutlass with a ship traced in gold in the handle. It was lovely{just like my cutlass) And he as well gave me one of his most beloved possessions his hat. It wasn't really anything special.
It was just a tricorned hat but it obviously meant a lot to him so I held onto it. Living in Spain can really hurt your eyes especially from all the sun I was quite surprised that people weren't just dropping dead from the heat. I began wearing charcoal around my eyes so I wouldn't squint in the sun and go blind. That day I began walking along the decks wyst I came up with glorious idea how to steal one of these beauties.
One thing I did was probably stupid. I didn't bring any money . But since I was to become a pirate I would have to steal and not get caught because between you and me I think the Spanish soldiers could kick me arse and cut off me precious if you know what I mean and I really don't want that so I had to be quick and swift and there I saw her. A vision of glorious splendor, a goddess as it were. As I followed while my eyes ahem followed her backside and what a nice backside she had and as I got ready to go talk to her.......I fell from the docks into the water.
I started swimming back to shore when I felt small slim hands around my waist that I said in me head "play dead". We reached shore and I still played dead. I knew that it was the women I was following or at least I hoped just incase I was saved by a man with nice hands "Lord save my soul".
I could feel the tension in the air and wondered if this woman would leave me to be falsely dead. But in the end I felt warm salty lips upon mine breathing sweet fake life back into me. To take pity on the girl I opened my eyes and decided to be pretty naive about what happened. When I opened my eyes I finally got to look at what my heroine really looked like. I looked up into her eyes and saw the most greenest eyes ever that held more dept in them then any ocean. A soft creamy face that looked tanned from being under the sun too long.
Pink pouty lips that could quench any mans thirst for a woman's touch. The same lips that were touching mine just minutes ago. Oh yes even when I'm dead I still got it though by the look on her face she didn't seem too happy. Anyway as I continued my search I came across her long black wild hair that had loose curls that I could just run my fingers through. I think she was a prostitute from what she was wearing.
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