"Land ahoy boys. Ship in the port. Spend some time at the tavern, and Delesler make sure you put up a help wanted sign." Jewel turned her body so that she was looking at the new town they were coming upon. She stamped one foot her black high heel boot making a clicking sound on the hard wood of the boat. They had lost 4 ship mates to the sea , and she would be damned if she didnâ€™t find another 4 to replace them. It wasnâ€™t hard normally people on the dock are lined up to go sailing on a pirate ship- that is if the person themselves are pirates. She laughed. It would probably be another 4 ports till they replaced those spots. Who was she kidding- nothing was ever that easy.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Right away captâ€¦Lady Poison docking into port Maâ€™am. Iâ€™ll never get  use to having a female captain."  </span>Desler was one  of the longest lasting members on her ship. He was four years older than her, and therefor he got a chance to ride the sails with her father. But she knew he preferred the way her old man worked over her. He was the only original member of the ship. The rest had banked out the minute she got the ship in her possession. Which meant that Desler and her had to go crew hunting. They obviously managed. The two of them had a brother/ sister bondage. Meaning that he was only crew member she hadnâ€™t managed to fuck. Funny right?<br/><br/>"Good heave her in â€¦heave her in." Her teal eyes scanned the port ahead of her. As the boat slowly docked into port the crew began to feverishly work the ropes, and anchor. She pulled the sails so that they were no longer open, and swung a rope around them so that if a storm came in they were held in place. The process took all of 30 minutes then the rest of the shipmates scattered off the boat.<br/><br/>Desler grabbed the help wanted sign then walked off the ship. Leaving her on her ship. She wasnâ€™t ready yet to leave. After ten minute of standing on her ship she decided to walk away. The sign as always said help wanted: 12:00 am. That gave them all 6 more hours to do whatever they wanted.<br/><br/>Jewel walked down the wooden dock , past her help wanted sign, and entered the town. Her long sea blonde hair blowing with the wind. She pushed her brown goggle further up her head that way she could see better. All she had on was a white, and blue bikini that tied around her neck; blue pearls around her neck with a shark tooth, a blue bottom piece with a sexy black really mini skirt, and her black high heal boots. Tattoos and gold bracelets ran up her right arm-plus a few jewels on her left arm.. Sexy in every. She was looking for a new interesting boy to fuck. It had been getting old screwing the same old crew members. Desler was out of question. In order to find a new man she had to first go to the tavern.<br/><br/>Men turned their heads to look at her as she walked by. Men that most likely had wives. It was despicable the way they looked at her. She was almost saddened by it. Then again that was just the look she wanted. She walked her way to the tavern-hips swinging, and ready for fun. She opened the tavern door to hear a bundling of men, and women discussing things. Her eyes searched for an open spot. The place was crowded almost too crowded for such a beautiful night. She made her way past a crowd of rowdy men who slapped her ass as she walked by. In reaction she quickly grabbed the manâ€™s hand and twisted it around the manâ€™s back.<br/><br/>"Next time you smack my ass think twice before you do it." She whispered to the man. The man was cowering in fear and when she released her hand from the manâ€™s- he shuddered. Then went back to small talk with his group. She smiled and continued her way past men, and women till she reached the counter. Which had stoleâ€™s placed along the out side of it. Most of them were taken up but she found a nice stole in-between a man , and a women. "May I get a hard beer sir?" She placed twelve silver coins down on the counter.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"That maâ€™am can get you five cups of hard beer." </span>The bar tender spoke as he poured out the hard beer into a glass.<span style="font-style: italic">"You canâ€™t possibly handle that much. Look at ya." </span><br/><br/>"You donâ€™t even know the half of it." She laughed and reached for the glass once he had finished pouring the hard beer into the cup. In one long gulp she had drank the entire cup. The bar tender looked at her in a quizzical way.<br/>"If you drink that much lady you wonâ€™t make it home." Then he poured her another glass.<br/><br/>Again Jewel just laughed. When you were raised by a bunch of drunken pirates, you learnt how to handle your liqueur just as well.