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August 20, 2010
Captain’s Private Journal, May 30, 1790
My heart pounds hard in my chest as I think of her—the lass who awaits me, naked in my cabin as I commanded. She was discovered masquerading as one of my seamen, yet I am still appalled at myself for demanding such a lewd price for her passage. But when I looked into her eyes—wide, but somehow beckoning—I was filled with a need... ...
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