A Risk to Shag Again

Elizabeth

I awakened the next day to the sounds of the tropical birds chirping and to the breeze of the warm Caribbean air. I felt an unrelenting heaviness in my heart as I sat up in bed. I looked over to my right, hoping to see Jack lying next to me, but came to the painful realization that he was never in my bed…and probably never will be…With that notion, I got up from bed and lazily walked over to the dressing table and sat down. I stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror for a few moments, not sure on what I should do for the day. I then remembered a funny incident that happened between Jack and I a few months ago. Jack took it upon himself to watch me undress by purposely standing in front of a mirror when I told him to keep his back turned. I didn’t think it was funny at the time. But Jack, on the other hand, was convinced that it was something he had to do. He swore that her had to “watch my back” incase I was in danger… Oh how I miss his devious ways! My amorous thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a soft knock at the door.

“Miss Elizabeth…are you awake?” One of the maids called from the other side of the door.

“Yes Maria, I’m awake. Please come in.” I replied as I turned around in my seat to greet her. Maria smiled as she entered the room, carrying a rather large box that possibly contained a dress inside.

“Morning Miss. The Governor sent me in here to deliver a present he bought from his trip to Paris.”

I smiled and stood up and took the box from her. “I’m guessing it’s another gown?” I asked as I placed the box on my bed. I opened it up and found the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen in my life. It was a pale pink and champagne colored dress decorated with tiny golden beads and trimmed with lace at the end.

“Your father will be in here in a few to see how the dress fits you.” Maria said as she walked over to the balcony door sand opened the drapes. The bright, mid-morning sun nearly blinded me as it poured into my room.

“Will you help me get dressed Maria?” I asked as I took the dress over to the dressing curtain and stood behind it.

“Yes. I’ll help you dress.” Maria said as she followed behind me.

“Maria…this time please do not tie the corset too tight around my body.” I asked politely as I began to take off my nightgown.

“Yes Miss. We wouldn’t want you to pass out and nearly drown again now do we?” Maria replied jokingly. I chuckled at her comment as I remembered that awful, yet fateful day nearly two years ago…I hope to God that the reason why my father bought me this dress wasn’t because I had to attend any of his boring meetings or worse…meet an eligible suitor whom he wants me to marry…
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Jack Sparrow

“Land ho!” Marty yelled from the crows nest. I quickly ran out of my cabin and onto the deck. I looked over the rail and noticed to my great pleasure, Port Royal in the distance. It’s been three months since I’ve seen that place or stepped foot on its soil. Three months since…well you know… I walked to the helm, where Gibbs was guiding the Pearl to our destination, and took the wheel from him. I ordered him to tell the other scallywags to prepare the ship for port. After a few minutes, we approached Port Royal’s shores. I cautiously docked the ship on the far side of the island, where the Royal Navy would not be able to spot the Pearl. Luckily for us, this secret dock is a place only us pirates and other outcasts know about.

“Gibbs!”

“Aye Capn’!” He said as walked over to me.

“Ready the longboat. I want you to come along with me and row me onto land.
“Aye Capn’.” Gibbs replied merrily.

After a few moments, Gibbs and I boarded the longboat. As we rowed away from the Pearl, a feeling of happiness and solace overwhelmed my body. I was glad to finally be where I needed to be…where I so desperately belonged…with Lizzie… I couldn’t help but to think naughty thoughts about Ms. Swann. I planned on doing everything that I have and haven’t done to her. She’ll love it…I know I will! Gibbs’ staring awkwardly at me suddenly interrupted my lewd thoughts. He looked as if he was trying to figure out the reason behind my smile.

“It’s dangerous to gawk at a man like that Mr. Gibbs. If I were you, I’d be careful. Someone might mistaken you for a bloody eunuch.” I replied. Gibbs broke his gaze from me and slightly chuckled. “Well Capn’, luckily fer you, I’m no eunuch. I noticed that ye be in a good mood…”

I smiled cunningly at him. “Aye…there is something, rather someone who could only bring a smile like this to me face.

Gibbs chuckled and shook his head. “I bet I know who it is…it be a lass yer fancyin’ ay Capn’?”

I glanced at him and smirked. “Not just any lass, mate…” Gibbs nodded his head, for he knew whom I was talking about. We finally approached the shore. I got out of the boat and turned to face Gibbs.

“I want you to keep an eye on the other scabbersdogs. They can come on land and enjoy their time in this quaint lil’ town. There are pubs and whores to keep ‘em busy for the meantime. But make sure they stay their asses on this side of the island.”

“Aye…that I’ll do Capn’. I’ll make sure no one sneaks over to the other side and blows our cover.” He said as he began pushing the longboat back into the crystal blue Caribbean Sea.

As I began to walk away, Gibbs shouted my name.

“Jack! How long do ya think ye’d be away?”

I flashed him a toothy grin. I thought about a clever answer to return to him. I hadn’t thought about how long I would stay. Who knows? It could be hours…days actually, unless Lizzie returns with me and we continue our passionate rendezvous on the Pearl. Not to worry mate. I doubt I’ll be too long...unless I’m held against my will as a personal sex slave by Ms. Swann.” I said the latter to myself…no need for him to know my illustrious plans for the day. The very thought of being her sex slave is rather erotic. I quickly snapped out of my reverie when I noticed my first mate staring at me again.

“Protect the Pearl, mate!” I yelled as I quickly turned and walked away, for a certain friend of mine in my pants was eager to get to his “destination” as it were. But before I could start my journey to Elizabeth, I had to meet with a close comrade of mine at a pub to take care of a little situation that had been plaguing me for the past few months…
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After walking for about an eternity…rather and hour or so, I reached the forbidden side of Port Royal. I cautiously stepped into town, making sure not to draw attention to my irresistible self. I looked around the streets and noticed that nothing had changed. A few minutes later, I spotted my goal, the Governor’s mansion, resting upon a small hill, protected by iron gates. I noticed that the carriage wasn’t outside in front of the house nor were there any guards standing there. I tried to open the iron gates, but unfortunately, they were locked. Bugger it, how the hell am I going to get inside? I thought about it for a moment until I came up with a plan. “Of course, I know what I should do!” I said as I walked away…