At first I just skimmed past the gay scenes in stories that were mostly heterosexual. Eventually I was reading them investing my full attention. Befor... I knew it, I was reading many stories that were exclusively gay. Mostly ones where straight guys were turned into cock suckers. (But this isn't one of those stories; in this one I'm already a devoted cock sucker from the git-go, except for these several flashback paras.)I couldn't explain it, even to myself, but those stories, that theme, made. Or should I say, I was the captain of the French frigate L'Insurgente,"The young first mate interrupted the man as he blurted out, "You were the captain of the L'Insurgente?" The first mate was so awestruck at the information he had rudely cut in over the captain. The older man nodded his head and Zack continued, "There is no way you could know this but your vessels was one of the most notorious pirate ships of all times. Please excuse me, I didn't mean to interrupt.The old captain bowed his. We make our way into the prison. It is completely deserted. Not a body, not a growl of noise. It looks like it had been empty for months. Most likely since the Kindred came through, guns a blazing. Catherine has us move in cautiously. Slow and cautious."There are no bodies." Catherine says as she moves in. "I am hoping this means the wild life took care of them." This is nice and creepy." Diana says through clenched teeth.As she says that I start to get goose bumps on my arm. It can't be from. Her death was caused by the dangers that existed in thepast returned their ugly heads again. When she returned from hunting forsupplies for their travels, she found her sister was a zombie. After thatshe had traveled alone. Her past loss of romance and also her sister ledher to guard her heart and keep exchanges with others short and quick.One night stands were her way now, a life she had vowed to herself with astipulation, no children. She would finish in her lovers mouth or on herlover's.