She's not much bigger, being over thirty years old, but she's shipping 32-pounders on her main deck. With three of ours, the Dutchman might just strik...e. If not, he'll be outgunned."Anson could not help but make a short grimace thinking of Hyperion with her bible-thumping captain. Brent caught it and grinned."Captain Norton was relieved of his command two weeks ago. Captain Melrose replaced him." Anson exhaled and Brent smiled at him. "Yes, quite a stroke of luck. I hear that he made a nuisance. That 'we are here to help' was just so much bullshit. The dead and injured all belonged to us as far as I could tell.After at least four hours sitting in the police station in bloody clothes, the local cops let me take a shower and dress in some clothes someone had brought from the boat. Once I didn't look like a monster, they transferred me to the hospital under guard, of course. I was still playing at a break down.Moe had to explain the gun so he was in a tougher position than me. He could. The lake creature some locals talk about, whatever it is, will accept her sacrifice. Bye bye Contessa.”Kitchen Girl gave me a high-five. “Yeah!” Her look turned crafty. “How long to fuck her brains out?”I was on a roll here. You’d think I planned this stuff all the time, or that maybe it was a game for me, too. “Ten minutes max, Kitchen Girl, maybe only five. We work fast and we get it done. She will have been plundered so many times by then she’ll be on the edge of her millionth orgasm even. “I know what you need.” Josh slid his other hand down. He reached in front of me and lifted the bottom of my nightgown up. I let out a small moan as his fingers rubbed my pussy. He moved my thin panties out of the way and gently circled my clit before pulling his hand away. “You’re so fucking wet baby, god I bet you could take my cock no problem.” I felt his erection against my ass. He was throbbing and pressing into me, with only the fabric of his boxers separating us. I knew it was wrong but.