Emma and I shared a few more hits from the joint as I soon began to notice a change in her demeanor. She suddenly seemed to be a lot more animated and...increasingly affectionate, constantly touching my arm and leaning on me as she laughed, and she laughed a lot."So how do you like it?" I asked her."Meh. I'm easy." she replied without thinking. "It all depends on whatever mood I'm in. Fast and hard I guess." Huh?" Wait. What was the question?" she said in confusion."I mean the pot." I clarified.. That gave everyone in the bar a clear shot of her thong clad derriere and she shivered in delight anticipating the havoc that her action might create but absolutely nothing happened. No one appeared shocked or even gave any evidence they had noticed her display at all. Frustrated, she sat at the bar nursing what she had decided was her last brandy of the evening.Finally a lone man entered. After stopping at couple of the occupied tables and chatting for a few minutes he came up and sat down on. As she stands there,naked, she hears his words."Come over here, Ranma."She turns back, to see him sitting on the bed. Slowly, she makes a step,then another. Nothing really forces her, she can leave every time. Sheapproaches him and he makes her seat on his lap. As his hands closes onher breasts, massaging them and playing with her hardening nipples, manlowers his head and whispers to her ear again."Is that you, Ranma?"Mirror is in the distance now, but Ranma can clearly see the red hairedbeauty. Soon the wind would fill the sails of the galleons. The great fleet of Mother Spain would set sail, loaded down with it's cargo of gold, silver, coconuts, and woods, taken from the new world.The ship, Aterrizar de Dorado, set low in the water. Its belly full. Tomorrow it would set out to sea on its return home. The longshoremen, were like ants, crawling over every part of the ship, everything had to be checked, then recheck. The ship would be at sea for nearly twenty-eight days before landing.