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I was on the lookout for a fuck buddy and was not interested in any more serious shit. I was hanging out with a couple of buddies who were talking and cursing about her horny ways and how horny a bitch she was.Well guess this was the case of sour grapes with my buddies. Any case hearing about all her adventures kind a got me excited about her and here was a strong, single independent woman who loved sex and made no bones about her intention and hunger for men, a man eater!I had to have her and I had to make her my slut. Well let me describe her, she was a bombshell, an offspring of a sensual Punjabi mother and a handsome Coorgi father. A heady mix of looks and intelligence 5′ 7 dusky, sensual eyes 34 B wonderfully firm and pear shaped 26, 34. Well I guess if you’re positive, opportunity does strike lady luck does shower favors! We had a lot of common friends and acquaintances and one evening for my luck, she happened to be hanging out with my friend. I quickly rushed over and well. He knew the ship of course as she had been part of Fanning’s Irish Sea squadron. Her captain was unknown to Tony, one Captain Duncan, a Scotsman. Tony hosted him as soon as the Mersey had cast anchor, and he learned that the frigate would join his little squadron. Inwardly he sighed, taking this for a sign that the powers to be planned for him to continue in his tasks for quite a while longer.That evening he introduced Duncan to the other captains. His arrival changed the rankings within the squadron as Duncan was decidedly senior to Hohenstein. He was a quiet man who seemed to do everything with moderation. He ate sparingly, he drank sparingly, he spoke sparingly. Yet, Mersey had shown to be well commanded when she cast anchor, and Duncan had two successful ship-to-ship engagements to his credit. There had to be more to him than met the eye.Tony filled him in on their next planned endeavours. Allowing for Mersey‘s arrival being unknown to the French, Tony planned a diversion. He.
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