So instead we were just friends, and that wasn't always easy. Especially when your straight friends do sometimes do gay things sometimes. It was a n...ormal winter day during break. Adam, Erin, Patrick and I were all hanging out in Adam's car. We did what we normally always did, smoked some pot in Adam's car. Afterwards went to Patrick's house to relax, play some xbox, and eat a lot of Patrick's food. Being high always threw my perception of time off, so I was shocked when I realized what time. Her lips were full and plump, her breasts were big and round, definitely fake. Her body appeared toned and her ass was full and round, enhanced by the skin tight black jeans. Her arms were covered in tattoos. I kept glancing at her as she was dealing with the receptionist. Her nipples were hard and poking through her red vest. Her boobs were creating a valley of cleavage. I was dying to motor boat her. She checked in and walked away. As she left I stared at her ass as it swayed toward the. I could have explained the false identity well enough to make him see. But he’d think I was going around behind his back and interfering in his business. Which I was. After all, he was the detective that investigated Georgia’s death and concurred with the diagnosis of the coroner. But I don’t think he was satisfied with it himself. He’d checked in with Peg twice and if it were a closed case to him, he wouldn’t have bothered. The problem was that even if I found video of her being killed on a. McFadden suggested that they form their own little navy and raid these anchorages.He knew two captains whom he was sure would be happy to join them in such a raid. They already had the ships they would need. They could recruit the seamen they needed from the bay area, Los Angeles, and San Diego. It was much easier to recruit seamen for a grand adventure with a chance of prize money than it was for a routine voyage.Capt. McFadden and John Sessions spent over a month carefully recruiting men they.