“Don’t speak. Just listen. Forget the estimate. I’m going to make you an offer that you won’t be able to refuse. Would you like to see what it...is?” Terry nodded. He couldn’t believe it. This was the kind of thing that only happened in porn films. Sex-starved, middle-aged, women offering themselves to any man that calls. His mind was racing as she stepped down off the chair and led him by his tie into the kitchen. He stood in disbelief at what Chrissie had prepared for him. Wendy was lying. Jill answered me with, “Don’t you remember? You were supposed to be here right now. Just come over as quickly as you can.” Now I remembered that this date had something to do with the company she worked for. I was supposed to pick her up a little before 7 PM, so that we would be there on time. Jill also was one of the organizers of the event, so she needed to be there a little early. Now Jill lives a good thirty-minute drive from my house, so I quickly got into my car and drove straight to. There were three ships in the lead and four more that hung back some. All were typical pirate ships, the cross between the medieval cog and viking longship that everyone here used for everything.I don’t want to say that I was arrogant, but we’d been doing this for more than five years now. We’d captured or sunk somewhere close to a hundred and twenty of their ships. Some had been taken into our own fleet, most had been sold, and a few were simply salvaged for their materials. Some had been. After that you can move more slowly as she continues his education, but within five pages it is mandatory that they be fucking like rabbits.e. Wifey goes out with her friends on a special occasion to a strip club where there's a black dancer with a schlong that requires a crane to maneuver. Six paragraphs later they're fucking, either on stage, or in the dressing room.f. A birthday party ... any birthday party. It doesn't matter whose birthday it is. All that matters is that they wanted sex.