My knees were shaking in fear, and he wasright. I was ready to run right back to my mama. "Stealing a car huh?And wearing a dress too! Why, I'll bet y...ou looked just cute as hell inthat old ladies dress!" he started laughing, a hoarse crackle thatsounded like pure meanness. "You stay in here tonight kid. I'll decidewhat to do about you in the morning."Then he left, locking me inside the room. I looked around the sparselyfurnished room, one ugly painting, one scarred desk and a beat up chair,but. Shrugging, he padded bare foot out the door, across the hall to Liz and Josh's room.The two of them had breakfast spread across the double bed. Fresh bread, jam, butter, even some boiled eggs! Josh looked up guiltily as he entered. Wiping the jam from his mouth, he stuttered, "It was starting to go stale — I thought since it had taken such an effort to get it, I had better start eating it!"Liz approached with a large mug. "Coffee?" he enquired hopefully.She frowned, "No, Tea! I don't understand. I felt very shy when he was looking at me there. With his first finger he touched my clitoris and rubbed it slowly. Slowly his finger moved toward my vagina and he parted my lips with his finger. He started rubbing and making circles near the entrance of the vagina. I moaned in pleasure. As he got my response he slid his middle finger into my love hole (vagina). I moaned “Ramesssssssssssh” in pleasure. While his finger was inside my hole he came beside me and asked me whether I was feeling so. What if Tink could recreate the sailor’s hapless torture near her bunk in her Master’s cabin? It was a bold plan but her Master had told Tink if ever she need anything from the village that she was authorized to simply charge the items to the Jolly Roger’s accounts. The only time she’d ever done so was once to buy thread and fabric for a new tunic. Trembling in anticipation and fear, Tink flew into the village and walked unsteadily into the ships mercantile store. There she purchased twelve.