"Besides, if I remember my Treasure Island, Captain Flint's dead, he's been dead for all of two hundred and fifty years as a matter of fact."Scott gri...ned slyly. "Flint's crafty, dad. He'd like the world to believe he's dead. But he's out there in his bloody ship the Walrus, and ready to spread the dark shadow of his terror over an unsuspecting world." Fifteen men on a dead man's chest! Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum, drink and the devil ha done with the rest!" chanted Mr. Peterson."John, I think. "You don't say!" I said. "Here, you're not goin into the catholic priesthood are you?" Exactly he said", smiling."Does that mean you can't sleep with women?"He blushed when I said that."We have to take a vow of celibacy"I knew what that meant all righty.We talked some more and changed telephone numbers.Later I got to thinking about it. It's not natural, I thought. I couldn't let me old mate into that game. I think I got the picture though, he'd never been much good with girls so he thought,. One of the men moaned aloud as he orgasmed in her hand. Agnes pulled her head away from the wall to better watch as the man came from her touch. Several strands of semen fired onto her arm while the remainder fell to the floor. The second man yelled out loud to his own orgasm firing several loads of cum into Agnes room. Agnes cooed with delight watching the two hard cocks climax. Although she was delighted she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that so much cum ended up on the floor. A bad case of flu had hit her and quickly became pneumonia; she wasn't completely over it. She went to bed that night and stayed there for the next two months, except for the occasional trip to the bathroom. Thomas did a lot of his work at home as well as taking care of Maggie and Warren, the winter blahs settling in around them.Once Spring arrived Carmine was better, but not fully up to snuff. Her interests in sex was nil and she really would have rather just received the kiss goodnight rather.