She was very attractive. I knelt beside and ran my fingers through her hair. I stood back up and looked at her, she had a fine looking body, she obvio...sly takes care of it. I felt a stiffing of my cock as I looked at this woman and I knew I wanted to fuck her. I gently ran my hand along her smooth leg till I met the waistline of her panties. I gently pulled her dress up revealing her beautiful bum and saw she was wearing a thong. I put my fingers around the string and gently pulled her thong. Speak to me then. Do not say the words you have burned into memory. Do not say that you know desire. You know nothing of its bite on your flesh. Speak to me of desire when you have walked next to someone who will listen to your words, and judge them by their own standards, morals, and beliefs. Speak to me then. Desire turns to hope. Hope to a dead flower in the Winter. Speak to me then. While I know who I desire… while I know I desire them… while I accept the possibility that my desire may well. My first mate, John Hawkins, shall escort you.”Sitting alone in his cabin, Francis excitedly worked in his journal, a small, leather-bound book. Though unassuming, he had carried it throughout all of his journeys and noted all of his most incredible discoveries within it. In truth, that book likely contained information on all of the most valuable secrets the world over, and it now included a map to the legendary El Dorado, sketched by Sir Francis Drake himself. As he continued to study the. Mary’s good looks had attracted many a young man where she worked in the shop or when she sat in the park eating her meagre lunch. She shooed them away, showing no interest in the young men who fancied her; she had her sights set engaging with an older man, a mature man, a powerful man, and most importantly, a rich man. She was far from naïve and knew that she was attractive and sexy and intended to use those attributes to ensure she was well kept.During her lunch break one day a mature.