" Show me your fingernails, Girl," the Captain ordered. I held out myhands as requested.If you were to ask me the truth, my nails were perfectly clea...n. But theCaptain pronounced that I was not up to the required standard and wouldhave to be punished.She got a book off the shelf to look-up the required punishment forjunior crew-members. I don't think they were allowed to clap us inirons or be keel-hauled, whatever that was. Neither could they put us ona bread-and-water diet. Instead, I would. So I stretch out. I hotly hope he will make a first move. Starts some conversation for instance.I am on my back, but he turns to his belly. Rests his head on his crossed arms, with his face turned towards me.He sweetly smiles at me when I look at him. To my disappointment he closes his eyes. He seems take a nap now.I do the same and I doze off from day dreaming. About how he would seduce me and we could become a couple.Indeed I did get to be his girlfriend, although it took some time. Perhaps. During the conversation with her I recollected that Khala has four daughters and one of them has been married.Khala was sitting with me during marriage functions and we shared a lot of jokes, Khala took a lot of selfies with me and I was enjoying her company.. She asked me how many girlfriends I have.I told - I have just returned home from abroad after three years, no girlfriends.So Khala asked- How many girlfriends were there abroad?I said - a lot.So Khala said with a smile - then you. We had the ball on our own 20 yard line and needed to make some first downs to run out the clock. The first play our team ran was a sweep around the right side and it was stuffed for no gain. Jerry called time out and went to talk to our coach. I was standing about 20 feet from them and couldn't hear what they were discussing. What was Jerry doing I thought? We needed to keep the clock running not call a time out. Jerry went back to the huddle and Coach told me to go in.When I got to the.