"A hand on his shoulder spun him around, and William stood facing his old mate, Deadeye Pierre."Ye decide ye'd had enough of the sea too, Pierre?" Wil...iam knew better, but he had little choice other than to hope he was wrong."Captain Trenchard is very angry with you, Will. We've been aport longer'n any of the mates can remember, all for you, Will. I got a gift for you, Lucky Will, from Captain Trenchard and your mates you robbed." Reaching into a pocket of his coat, Pierre withdrew a scrap of. Was he naked? Was he shirtless? I couldn’t really tell, he had the covers all the way to his chest. I really wanted him to be naked. “Hey" he said awkwardly. “Hey" “So, that happened” he added, this time flashing me his usual wicked grin. “I guess it did” I said as I sat on the opposite side of the bed. We both stared at each other for what seemed an eternity. And then- we both burst into laughter. Plain, old laughter. It felt so good to be able to laugh with him. I knew it was okay. He wasn’t. This time, Mark frowns. “I don’t know,” he snaps. “She wasn’t at school and nobody could elaborate.”Anger seeps from the tree now and Mark’s head is blasted with pain.“The new queen, or supposed new queen ... whatever the fuck you want to call her,” he answers. “She’s my fucking principal Ms. Savile.”The tree enters his mind once more and he simply throws his head back.“Do whatever you need to,” he says still feeling the effects from his sexual euphoria. “I just don’t know how much more I can. They were shining with tears and I just put my arms around him and hugged him close to me. He pulled me into his embrace and I lay my head on his shoulder. This felt so normal. I didn’t really know any better but the feeling I was getting was not normal to me. I felt hot and cold, all at the same time, yet also my body seemed to be burning up in its own fire. As I lay there in his arms, Pa brushed his hands down my body and over my breasts. I shivered and burrowed deeper into his chest. My.