She thought she had found the best man for the job of bedding her and putting her with child but the fellow stupidly fell off his horse at the first j...mp on an early morning’s hunt.Now she had this Doctor Sir William fellow sniffing after the scent of her sweet pussy and she knew she would have to accept his offer because she was aging rapidly in a society that valued youth above all else with the possible exception of cold, hard cash.She felt that she had hooked the good Doctor, hook, line,. That would be a proper fate for the Golden Wind. Hours pass as I continue my shift. The heat of the day makes way to the frigid night. It is a new moon, but tomorrow it shall begin to wax again. It’s said to be a good omen, to begin sailing under a waxing moon. A shame I don’t believe in such superstitions. Were it good luck, I would have been free long ago. At last, my shift ends and I can get some sleep. My hands are numb from the cold that has quickly set in. It used to frighten me. I used. She had been a captive, subject to unspeakable abuse, when she had last sailed in a ship. Macro held her comfortingly, sensing her discomfort, and she looked up at her husband gratefully. The Master Nauticus approached them."The wind is fair for Hanilei, my Prince. I expect a quick crossing. Are you satisfied with your quarters?" Yes, Nauticus. Did you find room for my Guard detachment?" Indeed, my Prince. We cleared a room amidships for them. It's just hammocks, but it'll do for a few. It was enough to send my lady juices pouring out of me. I couldn't help staring. Out of nowhere, he opened his eyes and we looked at each other. "Oh, no, Lea, I'm so sorry. I thought you were asleep, and, um, well…." Even in the dim light you could tell my brother was blushing. Feeling an urge of courage, I slithered down to the bottom bunk. My loose sleeping shirt revealed my breasts, and it was obvious my brother was staring. He still had an erection. "Can I help you with that?" I asked,.