"Skip Gundlach" wrote in message
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[trim boring stuff]

Pictures later, when I'm allowed to spend time on my computer
(the Admiral sees my computer as the devil, and my time there
as sinning grievously) :{))


A manly sailor would not abide any such distaff-side, control fetish
delusions.

Get her drunk, rip her clothes off, drag her, kicking and screaming, into the
V-berth with her fluff-head towards the prow, spread her legs wide and bowline
her ankles to port and starboard. Have your way with her. If she as much as
squeaks, stuff a monkey's fist into her mouth and continue having your way
with her. Repeat as necessary.


Wilbur Hubbard