her smile ain't seen the light of day
"oooh, grumpy captain." Eloise pouted from her place. Liquor and months at sea with Jack had loosened her tongue considerably, the respect she ought to owe him just as ragged as the sails tied 'round her waist. 'I'll show you peachy." She added for good measure.
'I don't actually, everyone's gone into the port. Not that I need to tell you what they're all eager to get themselves some of." Raising the bottle to her lips, she walked towards him, her steps dramatically long as if she were expecting the boat to lurch again beneath her bare feet at any moment. 'Busy doin' what? Y'haven't got your hands down your pants have you." She asked with a frown, not sure she wanted to peer beneath the tangle of blankets.
'I don't actually, everyone's gone into the port. Not that I need to tell you what they're all eager to get themselves some of." Raising the bottle to her lips, she walked towards him, her steps dramatically long as if she were expecting the boat to lurch again beneath her bare feet at any moment. 'Busy doin' what? Y'haven't got your hands down your pants have you." She asked with a frown, not sure she wanted to peer beneath the tangle of blankets.
exchanged it for some treasures somewhere along the way
