'I knew I was surly, and so did Agnes. She got off the bed, pulled on her tank-top and snatched up her bag.. 'That's so nice.' The sarcasm was thick. ...The big strong man forgives the naughty little girl who made him beg for mercy. Twice.''You're not leaving, are you?''Do you want me to stay?''I worship strong women. I love you.''Then you'll come to mass with me tomorrow.'Sunday MorningWe arrived for mass just before eight, and the church was only half full. 'Let's sit upstairs,' she said and. Tom told me he wanted to fuck me. I agreed.Tom stood up and helped me to his huge fluffy bed. I laid on my back and watched Tom climb on the bed. He was about to climb on top of me.. Oh can't do that I told him.Tom pulled my panties off me then rolled me over onto my stomach and ate my ass for five minutes. He then lubricated me really good. Alright he said your ready and I rolled over. How about if I lift your legs and fuck you?I suggested stuffing a pillow under my stomach and fucking me. No, that's self destructive. I had a wonderful talent for espionage. I smiled, that was something Matthew had taught me. Or was it Franklin. Whoever had showed me that stupid self aggrandizing word trick, the other had agreed, "You haven't looked for a job since you moved out here. I can't keep paying your rent and grocery bills." Lay off your sister, Flea," The three in the booth behind me were regulars. Two youngish brown women and a smug middle age guy just beginning to go grey, "We love. We had climbed aboard during the night 2 weeks ago, stole some simple clothes so we would dress like men and threw our dresses overboard. The Pirates figured we were just some young boys from the powder magazine and didn’t pay much attention to us but that was not to last. It was a very humid day with no breeze, the ship was becalmed and one of the Pirates wanted us to help him with a stuck sheet. We were drenched in sweat and the thin trousers and shirts we had on were sticking to us and.