Black Weasel was attacked by the crew of a privateer who had thrown away his letter of marq and decided to go into business for himself. Gérard was o...ly a so-so sword and knife fighter but he was an expert wrestler and in the end more than one of the invaders found himself flipped into the sea before he’d had a chance to swing his weapon. Beyond a scratch or two Gérard had emerged unscathed. Two crewmembers were not so lucky. One had been killed immediately, and the second died of his wounds. For a moment he stood his ground before shuffling over to Minnie, his hands in his pockets and his head looking at his feet. He looked every bit the young lad about to get a scolding from his mother.?Come closer? Peter stepped forward and now stood directly in front of Minnie.Without warning Minnie reached out and unbuckled Peter’s belt.?What are you doing?? Peter exclaimed anxiously, but made no attempt to move away.Minnie ignored him. She proceeded to unzip his jeans. Angie’s mouth hung open. Which basically meant thatshe chose to ignore me, rather than join in on the teasing andtormenting.The thing was, I didn't recall her and Cindy being that close. Sure theywere both on the cheer squad and ran around with the same group offriends. However, they were certainly not "BFFs". Not by a long shot.I guess that was another difference between Penelope and Cindy.Tearing my gaze from the picture, I looked at the top of the screen,where the date and time hovered in white block letters.Monday,. Offering the blunt back towards him, I watched him looking at me and raise an eyebrow in his direction.“Have you ever tried a shotgun?” he said.I didn’t know what that was. “No.”“Come over a bit closer.”Curiosity peaked through me as I shifted nearer.“Okay,” he said. “I am going to take a hit, and when I do, you bring your face close to mine and open your mouth.”It sounded funny and I let out a short laugh but I agreed. “All right.”He sucked on the joint and tilted toward me. I scooted a little.