Quite a few regrets butthey don't matter. I just knew that I had one thing left to do. I hadthe young doctor promise, absolutely promise to put this i... the treewhen he had time. Even if I don't, y'know, make it.Remember when I wrote to you the first time? And all the other timesafter that? Never went away, never stopped feeling it. I still want tofeel it. But you know what? It's fine, doesn't matter.I just wanted to say thanks for listening, that's all.Good luck, old friend. Godspeed.- N.. My ship had advantages over other Pirate craft, things which assisted us at our trade. We had doctors, trained in London and Amsterdam, able to treat our battle wounds and those of our booty. We had entertainment for the crew: though not all slaves were available, many were… and any slave used by the skipper was shared by all — no selfishness here. In example, I remember a fine French woman, daughter of some Duke. Flame red hair, skin fair as cream, and as fine a figure as ever graced a girl.. We were staying with my mother, and my step mother (My father’s second wife), I was aged 18 and my sister aged 23& has just completed her college exam & was on vacation. I use to fantasize about my sister during that age even though I didn’t have full knowledge about sex or intercourse but some thing made me arousing about the opposite sex. Whenever my sister comes out of bathroom after bath, I will enter inside and examine her innerwear, The sight of her used, unwashed, moist panties will. He just motioned his head towards the rest rooms at the end of the bar.Once inside the men’s room, he locked door and looked at me. In a very seductive very deep voice, he told me to get on my knees.He unzipped and pulled down his pants and underwear. His black cock was half hard and at least nine inches already. I stared at it for a moment and gasped, before taking the cockhead in my wet hungry mouth. It tasted strong and musky. I was sure this bastard had not taken a shower that day…But I.