What was it I'd promised her?"So be a man of your word! But even more, be a leader! Here'syour opportunity to lead the way! You do it, maybe I'll w...tch, andwho knows, maybe I'll even pick up a few pointers. But certainly,then I'll feel obliged to do it for you." She nodded, affirming that she agreed with what she'd just heardherself say. I just stared."It's that simple. You lead, I'll follow. You do it as payment inadvance, or as a sacrificial act, or to set the right example, orout of. Her breasts are still at a good point of firmness and ‘pointiness’ and a great arse that I still admire to this day. When the occurrence that I’m about to tell you about took place I was forty-two and Jay thirty-nine and we’re both on our second marriages. As I write this six years after the event took place we have been together for fifteen, happy years and the sex with Jay, compared to my first wife is outstanding, apart from anal. My first wife went through a period that lasted about two. Through my spy glass I could see it tacking to take advantage of what breeze it could find and as it came about, I got a good look at the opposing ship.To my amazement the pirates had strung nets over their bow guns and over the poop deck of the vessel. The nets were held high off of the deck by tall posts so that men could move beneath them. At a glance it was obvious that the pirates had placed the nets as an obstruction against of ballistae flung fire projectiles. They obviously hoped that. I can if I want to.” I hoped.Back to the big picture. “Joshua! What are we doing here? Can I release the pirate’s captives here? Can my men walk around and get something to eat and drink? Can we buy supplies here?”“We’ll need to inspect your cargo as you offload it, and assess your taxes on it.”“I think we’re back to not communicating again. We have no cargo. This is not a trading ship. It is a warship. All it does is catch pirate ships. We have supplies for our men, but no cargo to sell. If.