Won't the commander of the tank become upset at us?"I sighed but explained, "Hell yes! That's exactly what it's supposed to do. The fuckers are firing...at Jack and we need to get their attention so they quit shooting at Jack."She eased me into a chair, brought me the stick, and once again questioned, "Are you sure about this?"I yelled, "I'm sure as a fucking heart attack! Now do what the fuck I told you to do before I take this stick to your ass and give you a fucking spanking you will never. "I warrant there is, but the English have not bothered us as of late." replied another. "Aye, nor the bloody Spaniards, though we pillage them right well." a laugh resounded. "Indeed, only the Dutch ships are the ones we spare it seems. The Dutch would trade with the devil himself I am convinced." "Aye" went up a number of voices in agreement and laughter. "Besides Tortuga and the Danish colonies we would be hard pressed to sell our goods." "Truly, but how many dance till we reach. I continued to be on top of her and I slowly started pulling her nightgown up revealing her thighs. She was very hesitant and tried very lightly to just push me away but I continued what I was doing. I started to kiss her belly as well as our breasts and as I was doing this she sort of stood up to a sitting position which made it easier for me to continue kissing her in her neck. She lay back down again and just turned over to her left side and I continued to pull her gown up to her belly and. Claire's body shuddered and her eyeswent out of focus. "Unggh" she said. Then I saw two hands on eitherside of her head and.....We woke up, sun pouring through our bedroom window. I was on the bednext to Claire. I sat bolt upright. I was...me again. She was stillin her lingerie. Had I imagined it all?"Claire, are you okay?" I whispered.She stirred. "Oh man, have I got a headache." She moved her neck backand forth. "Ugh."What had happened to me, and to her, last night? I wanted to tell.