They found another ship tied up on Nameless1, so they made plans to attack. The trick had worked so well the first time, they decided to use it again:...Stanly would have two sailors row him from the Elizabeth to the strange ship, and he would use that opportunity to look her over. Once Stanly had seen the ship and could evaluate her capabilities, they would formulate a plan of attack.This ship was about the same size as the Gertrude, and Stanly could count 8 gunports. Stanly had the boat rowed. But I still love her, and have since tried over and over to win her back. It always ended badly, always with her wishing me the worst things and slapping me. Also last night, when she yelled at me: "YOU ARE REALLY USELESS! COWARD! NO BALLS! Do you really want to be with me? Well, PROVE ME that you are a man! See you in the morning, at the Silver Gate!"The Silver Gate, a gothic nightclub, I've never been to. She frequented it often, she and all her dark friends who were interested in that weird,. I had heard on the news about a rash of kidnappings in the surrounding communities and hoped we had stumbled onto the hideout of the kidnappers. I gave them a few minutes to leave and told the girls to wait there for me while I went down to the house.I covertly made my way to the house and peeked into the windows. The first one I looked in allowed me to see the living room which was sparsely furnished with a couch, large chair, TV and a table. There were newspapers and magazines scattered. “I moved forward a bit, about twenty minutes I think.”Jada was standing alone in her bedroom. She looked around in wonder, the tenderness of her butt ignored and then forgotten. Her bedroom! Yes! It was just like going back in time. She turned and saw herself in the full length mirror that covered the outside of her closet. It was a miracle. Staring back at her was her self-image as a nine-year-old, complete with the ultra-long ponytail her mother let her have. She was wearing a light cotton.