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Jul 14 13 2:19 PM
LexiCrowegrapher to the
i'd rather regret the things i've donethan the things i did not do.
Jul 14 13 3:09 PM
Wet Russelling Watery Wench
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Priestess of the Sex God
Jul 15 13 2:04 PM
Great waves rocked the enormous claw footed tub and splashed water
on the marble floor. Jack Aubrey struggled with his amorous, generously bosomed
attackers as they wriggled and squealed.
“Avast, there, my little dears! You’ll upset the tub, and
we’ll be scuttled. Oh, ha ha ha!”
“How goes the Navy battle, Captain?” came a whiskey deep
voice from across the large luxurious suite.
“I have the boarders well in hand, Mr. Knife, I assure you,”
Aubrey reported officially as he caressed and tickled the deliciously slippery
women, one afore, and one at his stern. “They shall soon be prisoners of the
“Looks like you’re the captive, old chap,” Jack Knife grinned
as he leaned into the tub and nuzzled the neck of the buxom blonde. Offering
his long opium pipe, Jack inquired, “In need of reinforcements?”
Aubrey turned his yellow head. “For all love, no more, sir,
or the mast will fall to the deck, and I should never like to be derelict in my
duty to your lovely associates. So lovely….How goes your land forces, brother?”
“I was just about to start the second wave of attack,” Jack
giggled and waved to the beckoning beauties writhing in his bed. “Once
more into the breach...”
“Hold, sir!” Aubrey bellowed before he could move. “Pass the
bottle, it stands by you!”
The Colonel reached to the side table and handed over the half
empty bottle of Madiera, which Aubrey drained immediately. “Thankee, Mr. Knife.
As you were.”
Before Jack Knife could cross the slippery floor, the suite
door banged open. Jack reached for his weapon, which was instantly twisted
from his grasp.
“Son of a…” Knife growled.
“Hell and death!” Aubrey barked.
“Jupiter’s cock!” Maximus swore. “I have called upon your
cellular phones for an hour, and this is why you do not answer? Where is your
Aubrey groped beneath the waterline and retrieved his
drowned phone. “Forgive me, General. I am a scrub.”
Knife searched his pocket for his phone, but came up empty.
When he turned to the bedside table, he caught his blossoms giggling and
tossing the battery to his device back and forth playfully.
Turning to his brother with a scowl, he asked, “What’s so
damned important that you need to crash our soiree, Max?”
“Thorne is in need of help. Our brother Jeff Mitchell
has been kidnapped, and we must form a plan to rescue him and punish his
“Well, why didn’t you say so?” Jack Knife replied. “Captain,
all hands on deck. Forgive me, ladies. We shall return. Lead the way, General.”
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Crowe Crossing MemberBen Perver
Jul 15 13 5:10 PM
Answer your damn phones.
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