After dinner, we walked to the car and drove the rest of the way to Atlantic City. We spent hours walking and talking about what we wanted in life and...the horrors of our past relationships. We ran into my friend Melody, she had met John before, so we all got along great when we went to a bar for a drink. All I wanted to do was be alone and not to share him with anyone but me that night. He asked me if I was ready to leave and I couldn’t get out of the bar fast enough. Melody asked if I needed. One was partially off it's hinges and was canted at an impossible angle. It was blackened at the hinge as if some one had done significant damage to the physics of the mechanism. We stopped the vehicles and armed ourselves. I called out."Hello inside. Is anyone there?" We waited. I called again. We waited again."I guess we will just have to go look and see."Heads were nodding in agreement. We climbed up the rest of the way to the doors. I'd brought some flashlights, so I turned mine on. The. I slipped my tongue through her lip and she accepted then did the same to me. All of a sudden, she broke off and started walking sexily away."Wait, where are you going?" I asked worried."Follow me" She said.So I did and found myself in a bedroom."Come here" She said.So I did and she grabbed my pants and pulled them down boxers and all. My hard cock jumped out at her."Ohhhh," She purred, "You have a nice cock." Thank you" Let me help you relax a little."She started stroking it gently then got a. What he had told Captain O' Daire was as true as the North Star, if Jack Scarlet ask him to sail with him to hell, he would board without question.Six years past Portuguese slave traders had kidnapped him from the African coast and shipped him to Europe. He was purchased by a Dutch trading company and used on their ships as a bilgy and to load and unload cargo. On their ships, he was always kept chained, or sometimes shackled wrist to wrist or ankle to ankle to one or more other slaves, and.