Then it hit me, she smelled like sex.I was happy to walk behind her so I could ogle her stunning ass. Seriously her ass was like a black woman's, and ...t caused a stirring in my loin just looking at it.In either direction of the warehouse there are rows and rows of industrial shelving showing every type of chafing dish, coffee urn, table cloth, and assorted other pieces for rental. I walked up beside her and suggested that we start in the show room.We walked through the double doors into the. ’ I wasn’t sure quite wherewe where but the area looked decidedly run down. ‘Lets go in there!’ ‘Are you sure Dear?’‘As soon as I make a suggestion you give me anargument.’ ‘OK! OK! If this is where you want to go.’ Before I had finished the sentence she was getting outof the car. I locked the car and followed her in to theplace. It looked just as shabby inside as it didoutside. Well from what I could see of it, it was verydimly lit. I. "He's your prisoner senor if you want him. Let him taste your justice," I offered."I am obliged to you madam, but what of his wicked crew?" asked the Spaniard."We'll give them the cutter and let them row back to the shore, or wherever they sprang from. I'll take the Brig as a prize, if you've no objections."The captain smiled and bowed with extreme politeness as he motioned to two of his crew to manacle the pirate captain. He had now realised that all his rescuers were women, and that they were. As soon as he saw me he smiled and said, “That’s a good look on you.”I frowned irritatedly at him and asked, “Where is she?”He tilted his head toward the hallway, “in the bath room with Mack,” and took another sip of his beer.I headed down the dark hall. I found Shannon sitting on the commode. Head down, her hair hiding her face.“Are you all right?”She looked up at me and struggled to produce a tiny smile. “My turd’s are pregnant with horses. Where are your pants?” Then grimaced and I heard.