" Aba," Carmen called out to the big man before he dropped over the side into the longboat, "we'll ready the guns while you're helping position the sh...p. How do you want them packed out?" Carmen asked."Load all four port cannons with small grape, but don't run them out yet, no point in letting the enemy know we're ready for them. We'll wait until the last moment then run them out and fire all four full-broadside. The grape should take out a fair number before they even know what hit them. The. I’m a big tipper.”The bartender nodded in return, glanced at Wilma then went back to the other end of the bar where he was washing glasses.“So, Wilma, have you ever been in love? What about your love life?” he asked, “any special guy in your life?”“Nah, not at the moment--no one special,” she laughed, shrugging her freckled shoulders. “I’m free as a bird, so to speak.”“You, how about you, Charles,” Wilma asked, taking a sip from her Bloody Mary, smacking her lips, “have you ever been in. "That was the first time I ever laid eyes on you. I knew then--" Stop talking and fuck her already!" Brit insisted.Jeff rolled over and took Allison in his arms. He kissed her then, and through her lips he could sense the trembling in her body. She was still afraid. He understood that; what they were doing tonight was jeopardizing her relationship with his father. If he ever found out...But he would never find out. Jeff didn't like keeping secrets from his father, but it seemed that that was. I grabbed my bottle of lube and lay down on the ground, dripping some of the cold liquid onto my nipples, making them harder. It was easy to imagine someone sucking them now that they were wet and slippery. I undid my jeans, and started to slip them off. I imagined his hand working their way down my chest, playing with my nipples, kissing me deeply as he did so. I played with my hard clit, rubbing it, making the rest of my pussy ache. He always did this too, I remembered. Playing with my clit.