Disclaimer: sigh no, I do not own PotC or any of its characters, but I do own Caitlyne DeMontte and Chrysti Gershwin. cries I wish I could own Jack... drools o well. Im off to drown my sorrows with lots and lots and lots and lots of RUM! Wait! Where'd it all go? Jaaaaaaaaack?

Ch.3—

"Well then, Goddess. I have one more thing to take care of before I can officially pronounce us 'acquainted.'"

He walked over, until he was inches away. Caitlyne felt herself go weak in the knees at his longing stare. He slowly leaned towards her until they could feel each others' breath.

Caitlyne felt a strange attraction to Jack, one that she was surprised at. She wanted him more than she'd ever wanted anyone before, but a tiny voice inside her head was saying: "Play hard to get! No! You can't do this! Be naughty! Turn his balls blue! (A/N: if you don't know what this means, be glad that you don't. It's a really cruel thing to do... But if you feel the need to know what this means, check the bottom of the page.)

But another, stronger voice was saying back: "But I've watched his movie a bajillion kazillion times! I just as well know him! And it would be so mean to do that to him!

This argument continued until Jack leaned down and kissed Caitlyne deeply.

She almost swooned. She kissed back, deeper, with a longing. She gently pulled him down onto the bed, tearing off his shirt in the process.

She took one look at that bronzed chest and let out a groan. Jack grinned at this and kissed her all the way from her forehead down to the top of her cleavage.

Caitlyne had the sudden thought that she hadn't been this elated since she and James had... Her train of thought trailed off. James.

She couldn't do this. Trying to pry her eyes away from his rock hard abs, she also tried not to show how much she was hurting.

She pulled back and tutted, saying "But we must save some for later!" She felt so sorry once she saw the hurt look in his eyes. It made her want to cry harder, but she knew that she couldn't cry in front of him, it would only make him feel bad.

She took a deep breath and told Jack that she was going on deck to try and find Chrysti.

Little did she know, Jack was already planning her seduction. He knew her weakness now; skin. As he thought about this, a plan started to form in his head...

Caitlyne went up on deck and immediately came face to face with Cotton. Startled, she asked the way to Will's cabin, assuming that her friend would be in there with him. Cotton pointed the way, and Caitlyne set off in that direction. When she was just outside his door, she heard a rhythmic thumping coming from inside. Oohh... I better not interrupt...she thought, and turned around. There, standing right in front of her, was Chrysti.

Caitlyne gasped. People needed to stop doing that. "You frightened me!" she said

Chrysti grinned. "I'm sorry, Ms. States-The-Obvious." (A/N: I'm really sorry, but I forget where that quote is from. Anyways, it's not mine.) Caitlyne grinned along with her friend until she thought of something.

"Wait, if you're out here, then who's in there?" She motioned to Will's closed door. "Never mind. I don't want to know the answer to that." She quickly said. "Me either." Her friend agreed.

Suddenly, Caitlyne remembered why she had wanted to talk to Chrysti in the first place. She asked for her pal to follow her, and she climbed up to the crow's nest to talk.

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(A/N: blue balls is when you are kinda teasing a guy, and you get him really worked up, so he is moments away from his climax, but then you make him stop. It really is cuel. Or, at least that is what I have heard... so. You peeps are liking? If so, R&R! I seem to be writing this kinda quickly.) heehee