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She stands with her signature posture, one that Hermione dare not forget over the years. Her chin raised, hands floating out to her sides by a few inches, gaze lowered scornfully upon the girl, nothing more than a crumpled heap on the cold marble floor. A strip of rigidly curly hair falls limply over her right eye, the rest falling manically about her shoulders. Wand clenched tightly in her right hand, a single claw running up and down the wooden rod with a repetitively eerie screeching noise, she approaches Hermione. The back of her dress runs lax along the ground, the heels of her boots clicking hollowly in the otherwise empty drawing room.
Hermione cowers, her body curled into an infantile position of defense. She doesn't face Bellatrix, shame searing her cheeks in a bold shade of scarlet, nearly the same colour as that of the dark witch's rounded lips. She shakes compulsively, grinding her teeth together in an attempt to form a barricade against the wail building up in the back of her throat. She won't cry. Can't give Bellatrix that pleasure.
The older witch stops, standing over Hermione's rigid body, a ghost of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Get up, filth."
The girl shakes her head violently. "No." A hot tear slips out of her eye and she wipes it away, trying to destroy the moist trail of evidence it leaves behind with the sleeve of her sweater. "Please. I'm telling the truth. We found it in the-"
"Shut up." Bellatrix glares down, lips pressed together tightly, in a manner such that in a different light it might possibly bear resemblance to a pout of sorts. "Just how stupid d'you think I am, Mudblood?" She flips a tuft of hair over her shoulder and crouches down beside Hermione. Her eyebrows float up a bit higher on her forehead as she scans over the younger witch.
Hermione squeezes her eyes shut and tries to compact her body as small as possible. She doesn't answer, her throat clamped up but for a few near-silent sobs that slip out. It burns, feeling so helpless, so childish.
The woman tightens her lips briefly, then opens her mouth as though to say something but refrains. Instead, she reaches out to brush a tuft of chestnut curls out of the girl's face, running the back of her hand across her cheek. Hermione shudders in response and strains against the ropes that bind her wrists together, which only burns her skin further. Bellatrix scowls and turns away, resting her chin on her fist and in turn resting her elbow on her thigh, all the while squatting beside Hermione. Hermione imagines it must be a rather uncomfortable position.
The dark witch stares at the doorway for a moment as though trying to imagine Ron's face as he cries out his love's name. She pauses, then in an almost empty, lifeless tone, asks, "Miss me, love?"
Hermione sneers and strains again against her bindings and in her struggles manages to roll over and face her captor. She spits and it lands on the floor an inch or so from Bellatrix's feet.
Bellatrix peers down at the small puddle of liquid before standing up and wiping it away with the heel of her boot. "Take that as a no," she mutters, perhaps too calmly, all signs of a smile long since faded. "Just thought you might rather have a civilized conversation, girl to girl, 'stead of this." She gestures blankly to the ropes around the girl's wrists and ankles. They disappear with a hollow Pop! and Hermione leaps to her feet, standing in a defensive position with her arms out in front of her.
She takes in her surroundings more fully, seeing the door at the opposite end of the room, and is tempted to make a break for it but refrains, knowing that there's no way it's unlocked. And even if it is….she shudders. An unarmed witch lost in Malfoy Manor is as good as gone.
Bellatrix paces slowly, her dress dragging lifelessly out behind her. "I know about the bloody sword," she states, fingers locked behind her back and gaze fixed on the ground, "but it was a damn good excuse to get you alone."
Hermione's stomach churns at the dark witch's use of the word 'alone'. "Let me go," she says, voice nearly faltering.
Bellatrix turns and faces her, a giddy grin plastered to her jaw. "Now why would I do that?" she asks, making her way over to Hermione. Hermione's heart thuds vigorously in the confines of her ribcage and she backs up, eyes fluttering shut in despair as she feels the wall press up against her. The older witch is but inches away, every breath a highly audible sound, a tangible event.
Hermione opens her eyes and tries to wiggle to her left but a hand blocks her path. "Surely you're not leaving so soon?" hisses Bellatrix, breathing down her neck. The girl shudders, whimpering.
"Please," Hermione pleads.
"Please what?" plies Bellatrix, running the back of her hand over Hermione's abdomen, bare now that she's lifted up her shirt ever so slightly. Her cheek brushes the girl's jaw line faintly, a hint of a touch that causes the fine hairs on the back of her neck to stand on end, as Bellatrix whispers into her hair, "I've missed you, you know."
Hermione forces herself out of the trance, shouting, "No!" She shoves forward violently and literally knocks Bellatrix out of her path as she sprints for the door, nearly tripping over her own feet.
"Shit," mutters Bellatrix, grabbing at the wall so as not to fall over ungracefully. She stands up and puffs a clump of hair out of her eyes.
Hermione, in her disparity, tells herself that there's a chance that perhaps the door will be unlocked, and, finding otherwise, shrieks loudly, and pounds her fists against the heavy oak door. For a moment, logic doesn't apply, and reasoning is useless. She releases her childish cries of anguish until she can't bring herself to engage in fist-to-door contact anymore. Scorching tears stream down her cheeks and she crumples, pressing herself together, wrapping her arms protectively around her knees and pressing her back to the door. Her hollow sobs echo throughout the drawing room, reaching even the dungeon where Harry, Ron, and Luna reside, but not the heart of Bellatrix.
Bellatrix, enraged, storms over and grabs Hermione by the hair, yanking her up and pinning her to the door. "Little bitch," she spits, a heavy stone dropping to the pit of her stomach as soon as she's uttered the sharp, jagged-edged words.
She scans Hermione's face, her own features softening in remorse. The girl sobs weakly, head pressed against the wooden door, gasping for air. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she chants meekly, choking on both sobs and words, cowering in fear.
Bellatrix turns away, letting go and taking a step back. Hermione slumps to the ground, sniffling and frantically trying to wipe away searing, submissive tears. Bellatrix observes for a second, biting her lip, then turning to stare out the window.
Hermione realizes with a sinking feeling that she's only going to get through to the woman one way.
"Bella," pleads a broken, wavering voice, "please."
Bella. She pivots, her gaze piecing the girl's more desperate one. She hasn't been Bella since….oh. Whoa. Bellatrix swallows hard. Does she…want to remember? "What'd you say?" she demands, voice edgy.
"Please don't do this, Bella," murmurs Hermione, rising slowly and approaching the older witch. Her voice is stronger now, her motions more manageable.
The older witch raises a hand to her face to brush out a few stray, misfit curls, freezing awkwardly in thought. For a moment, juvenile self-consciousness wins out and she shifts her weight to her other foot.
Hermione stands before Bellatrix, coming to find she's a good head shorter than her captor. She reaches out an unsteady hand and runs her fingers along the other witch's firm jaw line. "It doesn't have to be like this." She pauses, her fingers halting. "You don't have to be like this." Her stomach turns as she notes the familiarity of the motion.
Bellatrix exhales slowly, snaking an arm around the younger girl's waist and jolting her forward. Hermione squeaks sharply as her body collides with that of Bellatrix, brushing one of her chestnut curls out of her face. The Death Eater smiles, cupping Hermione's chin and tilting it up.
Hermione fights nausea at the realization of just how painfully attractive her enemy really is, what with her leather corset stressing curves in all the right places. She gulps and scorns herself for not being utterly repulsed by the way Bellatrix is tracing faint patterns on the small of her back.
"I really did miss you," breathes the woman, pressing her lips to Hermione's. The girl's eyes flutter shut for a moment, a quiet moan escaping her lips, and she recalls with a growing dread those days that she tried so hard to let go. Dumbledore sending her back twenty years in time to investigate who was siding with who about what during the formation of the Dark Lord's army. She remembers a younger Bellatrix, one not driven to madness by years confined in a government facility. She wraps her arm around the woman, pulling her closer, tugging at her belt. A Bellatrix who didn't care what her family said, one who was going to break away and fight back. Her fingers dance across the hilt of her dagger, catching on her wand. A girl with hair as black as the abyss and rounded scarlet lips that tasted like-
"No," Hermione hisses, pulling away and grabbing desperately for the wand, shoved thoughtlessly into the strap she uses to store her dagger.
"Ah, ah, ah," scorns Bellatrix, snarling in disgust at the change of pace and catching the girl by the wrist. "I don't think so." She uses her free hand to retrieve the wand, holding it up for inspection. She looks it over before casting Hermione a sultry smile and sliding it down the front of her dress. "You want it, get it. It's all yours, love. Go ahead."
Hermione yanks her wrist free, stumbling back a step. Her cheeks are beet-red, whether in shame or rage she doesn't know. Perhaps lust, regrettably. She shakes her head, backing away slowly. "God, what happened to you?"
Bellatrix snaps her head around to face the girl. "What?"
"They…they got to you…even when you said…when you promised you wouldn't let them." Hermione furrows her brows, taking in the woman fully. The mass of curls wildly framing her face, the piercing gaze deriving from sunken, dark eyes, the gaunt face, cracking claws, all of it. "You're a monster."
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Chapter 1
The smoke was thick around him, making him choke and cough. The smell of the smoke was filled with splintered wood and sulfur, making his eyes burn. He rubbed his eyes with the back of one hand, in a vain attempt to try and clear his vision, but to also wipe the sweat away from his brow as it entered his eyes, burning him just as bad as the smoke. It was a futile move. He coughed more, trying to regain his voice so he could speak again.
The smoky air was full of noises all around him, ropes making grinding noises as they were being pulled taut, wood on wood, scraping and grinding, the voices of men all around him, some crying sounds from them, some groans from exhort in the tasks that they were attempting.
"Mr. Callum..." Came a voice off from his right through the smoke. "Mr. Callum, sir...on the Quarter Deck, sir...it's the Captain, sir."
He took a slight breath and set off quickly toward the Quarter Deck, stepping over men, ropes, wood debris. The voices from the men passing him as he went by, he used his hands to try and gently push them out of the way as he went. He reached the stairs, climbing them two at a time, and then hurried across the Quarter Deck, toward the wheel. He saw the slumped figure on the deck, and came up beside him and knelt down. The figure was facing away from him. The man kneeling next to the figure was the helmsman, Perkins, a strong young lad, not more than 16. He looked up into Mr. Callum's face, there was a tear running down from his right eye.
"I think he's dead, sir." Perkin's said softly. Callum reached down and put a hand on the shoulder of his Captain, pulling him gently toward him, rolling him over. The Captain took a deep breath, then licked his lips. He slowly reached a hand up and grasped Callum's sleeve on his tunic.
"Callum...you're in command now." The Captain spoke in a raspy voice. Callum gave a faint smile of reassurance and understanding to the Captain, then looked down the Captain's body. There was blood all over the Captain's white vest, a slender piece of wood was protruding from the lower chest area.
"Perkins, fetch the doctor, quickly."
"Belay that." The Captain said quietly. "I am dead, I know it." The Captain drew in a painful breath and slowly exhaled. "The ship, Callum...save the ship. Do not let..." The Captain stopped breathing, his eyes were glassy and all life disappeared from them.
"You're in command, sir." Came a voice from behind him. Callum reached down and took his fingers and closed his Captain's eyes. "What are your orders, sir?" The voice again from behind Callum. Callum looked up and to his left to see who was asking him, even though he knew who it was. It was Mr. Arvin, Sailing Master.
Callum stood, "Perkins, take the wheel. Mr. Arvin, have two men take the Captain below, put him in the Great Cabin." Callum stepped up to the rail, looking down over the Main Deck. "Gun crews," Callum yelled out, "block and chock your rear wheels. All guns at the ready!" Callum heard men scrambling to carry out his orders, as he turned toward the helm. "Perkins, five degrees to starboard, bring us in between them."
"Aye, sir." As the young man turned the wheel to the right.
"Careful maneuvering may win this day, Mr. Arvin." Callum said, without looking at Arvin.
"Very good, sir."
The smoke was thinner on the Quarter Deck. Callum could see better and watch the activity below him, as the men readied the guns, rolled them out, lifting the rear ends and blocking the rear wheels of each.
"Aim for the waterline, boys! Unblock after you fire! Make each shot count!"
A resounding "Aye, sir." went out from below him.
"Steady now, Perkins." Callum looked over his shoulder, then back forward. The prows of the other ships coming toward them. He was counting to himself, watching as the bow of his own ship was going off toward the farthest ship away. A little more...a little more...a little more..."Now, Perkins! Five degrees port! Bring us in between them!" Perkins rolled the wheel left, watching the bow as he turned the wheel. He smiled as he knew it was going to work. Was there enough room between the ships? It looked too tight, that sail points might collide with the other vessels. Every man held their breath below as they looked up.
"Fire on the up roll!" Callum yelled out. "Steady now...steady!" Callum was watching the other crews on the other ships, scurrying around, taking up gun positions, some men picking up muskets. Shots were now ringing out, some of Callum's men were falling, wood was splintering from lead balls impacting, more smoke.
As the Dover passed bow point to bow point between both ships, Callum took in a deep breath, and then, "FIRE! As you bare!" More guns of the Dover firing, more smoke trapped on the lower decks, the heavy sounds of impacts against the other vessels, men calling out, orders being given. Callum looked to his left as the ships were passing, he could see muskets being leveled toward him. He turned and dove back toward the wheel as the shots went off, one arm clothes lining Perkins, jerking him from the wheel, slamming him to the deck as the lead balls ripped through the wheel, Callum laying on him.
Callum got back to his feet, dashing to the rail again. "Gun crews! Unblock and reload! Run them out smartly, boys! Standby to fire!" The few seconds, ships passing each other in agonizing slowness, each crew watching the other. "Come on lads! Aft crew, stand by!" Callum screamed. "At the waterline! FIRE!" More guns going off. Callum spun and dashed to the aft rail over the Great Cabin. He saw, just in time, cannon balls hitting right at the waterline of both ships as they cleared each other.
"Perkins, bring around to starboard. Hard over!"
"Aye, sir." Perkins said, as Callum dashed past him to the fore rail again. "Forward guns, stand by to fire! Take out her rudder!" Callum screamed, he looked back over his shoulder toward the wheel. "Come on, Perkins, bring her around!"
"She's sluggish, sir." Perkins said, looking upward into the sails. There wasn't much wind, and sail billow was minimal. Callum looked forward toward the bow, the stern of the other vessel was finally lining up, but he could see the gun crews of the other vessel also getting ready. The second vessel was beginning to change course and veer away, leaving it's twin to deal with certain doom from the Dover.
"Captain Anders!" Callum called out.
"Sir." Came the response from the Main Deck.
"Have your Marines keep those gun crews busy while we ready."
"Aye, sir!" Anders replied and hurried forward. Once there, he steadied himself. "Marines, to me!" He called out, and within a moment, ten Marines were leveling muskets at the stern of the approaching ship. "Every shot, Marines, every shot! Fire!"
The volley was thunderous, smoky and loud. As the smoke began to clear, the Marines were reloading, looking directly ahead. There were one or two members of the opposing gun crews still left. The Marines watched as the one gun was rolled out, pointing in their direction. Anders was reloaded first, shouldered, cocked, leveled, took aim, closed his eyes and fired. The other Marines followed suit behind their Captain, firing as they reloaded. The cannon never fired.
"Forward battery, bring your guns to bear!" Callum called out. "Steady!...Steady!...FIRE!" Callum screamed, cupping both hands around his mouth. The volley of six shots sounded, smoke rising and now rolling away with a new fresh breeze. A cheer went up forward, as it was obvious to Callum that the gun crews had made their target. "Perkins, hard starboard, bring us up behind the runaway."
"Aye, aye, sir" Perkins answered. Callum didn't need to turn around to see he was grinning. Callum watched as the prow of his vessel, now responding with the new wind, was moving quicker, swinging over, and the other vessel was coming into view.
"Two points off her port stern."
"Two points, aye, sir."
Callum half grinned, seeing his new prize coming into range. He looked down at the bustle of the Main Deck, men loading guns, pulling out debris, moving it out of their way, clearing the way for the starboard gun ports.
"We will fire as we pass! Mr. Perkins! Stand by to roll to larboard! Mr. Arvin! Smart the broadsheets, if you please! Full tack, gentlemen. I mean to bring her to bare, roll out, and then give them another broadside!"
"Aye, sir" Arvin and Perkins said. Arvin spun and looked upward. "You heard the Captain, full tack! Aloft, there, secure that main." As the men aloft tied down, the sails filled more, billowing out. They could all feel the ship respond to the wind, surging forward, like she was digging into the water deeper for more traction. The other ship was coming closer.
"Captain Anders!" Callum yelled out. "Your sharpshooters, if you please. Take out those gun crews."
"With pleasure, sir." Anders answered back. "Marines, choose your targets! Ready...Aim...Fire!" Volleys were sent as ordered. Men from the other vessel were dropping under the fire of the Marines muskets. Others filled in to take the places of the fallen as Anders and his men reloaded. Anders watching the other ship as he reloaded. "Bring it up boys...they're getting ready." Anders leveled his musket. "Fire at will!" Anders yelled as he pulled the trigger. His Marines followed his lead, again.
"Almost in range, Mr. Arvin." Callum said with a dead calm about him. "Standby Perkins. Gun crews, at the ready!" Callum screamed out. "Ready...now, ten degrees port, Perkins! Gun crews, fire as you bare! FIRE!"
One by one, the guns went off, smoke blowing out of the way almost instantly as they were fired. Almost every shot was doing damage to the stern of the vessel, cannons were lifting, men were flying, wood was being splintered. Finally all twenty four guns of the starboard battery had been fired. Callum was watching intently at the carnage being wrought on the other vessel.
"Perkins, hard a larboard. Bring us back around for another broadside. Cut across her bow."
"Aye, sir."
"Mr. Arvin, what's the other ship doing?"
"She almost at a dead stop, sir. I think they're trying to shore up her waterline. We've done some heavy damage to her, sir."
"Very well." Callum answered, not looking over. He watched the closer vessel as they turned. He went back to the rail, looking down at the men. "Brilliant, gentlemen. Your execution was flawless. Now, starboard battery, once again. We're going to get a little closer this time. Points for the main mast, lads." Cheers went up. "We'll hit her out on her starboard side, swing back around, and take her on her port side." Cheers went up again. "Look sharp, now!" Callum called out, silencing the cheers. Each and every man went to work quickly, and within minutes, all was ready. Callum looked right, seeing the prow closing on his midships. "Hard over, Perkins." Callum watched the bow turn to the right a little. He counted again in his head. Wait...wait...wait, almost there. Yes,...now!
"Straight and narrow, Perkins!" Callum said over his shoulder. "Fire on the up roll! Steady!" Callum waited the Dover rose up on top of the water. "FIRE!" He yelled.
Again, the guns went off one by one, exacting tremendous damage to the other vessel, cheers were singing out from the lower deck with each successive shot. Guns were pulled back, reloaded, and then wheeled back into position, as the ship made her pass, more up the broadside this time. Several of the guns on the other ship were firing, but little damage was being inflicted on the Dover. Callum was pleased.
"Roll us all the way out, Perkins. Larboard battery! Standby!" Callum called out as the last gun fired. "Well done, lads, well done! Every shot made its mark!" Callum turned, "Mr. Arvin, standby to loose the sails."
"Sir?" Arvin asked surprised.
"After we fire our broadside, we're going to board her and take her from her port side."
"Aye, sir." Arvin replied, but rolled his eyes. "Aloft there, standby to drop sail."
"Captain Anders! Prepare your men for boarding! All hands! Once we give her our broadside, give her lines, and prepare to board her!" Cheers went up again. "Standby!"
Callum looked back at his prize as they turned about. Perkins was masterful in his execution of the turn. He guided her around and then corrected and started to bring her up on the other side of the ship, as the opposing crew was clamoring, trying to prepare. Callum went to the fore rail again, leaning forward on it, watching, counting the seconds. Three, Four, Five, Six,...not yet...Eight...Ten..."Now, Mr. Arvin, cut sail! Gun crews! Fire as you bare! FIRE!" Callum yelled. "Perkins, bring us in along side."
Men on the other ship were screaming and yelling, as the Dover's onslaught kept going, driving them back from their guns. Only a few shots had been fired by the other vessel, none made any significant damage. Callum drew his sword, and pulled the pistol from his waist band.
"Lines away!" Callum yelled, as the guns began to silence. Smoke was everywhere, as the lines that were sent over went taut and were starting to pull back, drawing the other ship in. "Marines!" Callum screamed as he came down the steps and jumped up on the gunnels of his own ship. "Let's take them, lads!" Callum yelled, waving his sword, jumping to the other rail. He was met with resistance from the other crew. Most had boat hooks and axes in their hands to cut loose the ropes now tying the two ships together. Callum, swung his sword, stabbing at deck hands, making the ones he hit grunt or take in deep breaths as they fell. It felt to him that he was alone, taking on this whole ship's company by himself, cutting them down as he moved aft, sometimes, two at a time, sometimes only one. Then, it dawned on him, he wasn't alone, as the roar filled in from behind him. He didn't look, but it was obvious that the rest of his crew had joined him and were wreaking their own havoc on their prey. In no time, Callum had reached the steps leading up to the Quarter Deck. He was met at the top by the Captain of this ship, sword drawn, making small circles with its tip.
"Your ship is lost, sir. I suggest you surrender." Callum said, with a smirk on his face.
"It is you who is lost, Capitain." The officer smiled wryly. "Look about, Capitain. Your crew is taking heavy losses, and you certainly are going to die."
"I think not, Monsieur. You are outnumbered, your ship damaged, and I, am probably the better swordsman." Callum said with confidence in his face as well as his voice. He touched his sword to the opposite blade. He watched the face of the opposing Captain, his eyes narrowed, and then he tipped his sword down, letting it fall to just one finger, holding it out to Callum. Callum reached out with the other hand and took the offered blade. "Now, order your men to surrender, if you please."
The French Captain stood up straight, taking off his hat. "Mes ami! Nous adandonnons le navire!"
"Thank you, Captain." Callum nodded his head. "Gentlemen, the ship is ours!" The sounds of fighting quickly died out, and were replaced by cheers. Callum looked around, still clutching his sword, and saw Captain Anders. "Captain Anders!"
"Take the officers and lock them up in the Captains cabin. Take the others below. Mr. Arvin, see to the wounded. Take the..."
"Captain Callum, sir."
"What is it, Perkins?"
"A sail, sir. Off the larboard quarter."
"What now?" Callum muttered as he walked to the side, looking.
The French Captain walked up behind Callum. "Perhaps my surrender was in haste, yes?"
"I think not, sir." Perkins spoke up. "It's the Valiant, sir. I'm sure of it."
"You see a flag, Perkins?"
"Not yet, sir. But, I know her lines when she's carrying full sail." Perkins answered, looking out.
"You're sure?" Callum asked in a low voice.
"Very sure, sir." Perkins answered, smiling at Callum. Callum returned the smile.
"Damn you have good eyes."
"Thank you, sir."
Callum turned and faced the French Captain. "It would appear, sir, it is one of our ships, our flag ship. Your surrender was timely, in order to save lives."
The French Captain bowed his head. "You would have appeared to win the day, Capitain. I applaud you."
"Captain Anders, take them below. Once they are secured, report back here to me."
"Aye, sir." Anders snapped to attention. "Alright, you heard the Captain, move along."
"Mr. Arvin?"
"As soon as everything is secure, we will cut lines, and move to secure the other ship."
"Sir?" Arvin asked with a surprised look. "The men, sir. They're exhausted. Shouldn't we wait for the Valiant, sir?"
"Not being greedy, Mr. Arvin, being efficient. We started to take that ship, and now we're going to finish it. When the Valiant arrives, they can assist, if they wish."
"Very good, sir." Arvin turned, barking out more orders to the crew.
In a few minutes, the Marines returned. Arvin had the crew finishing getting the Dover wounded back on board. Callum asked Anders to leave a small detachment behind to guard the ship. They sealed up the hold and the access hatches. Sails were struck to keep the ship from moving too far off, just to drift naturally as they set out after the other ship.
Once back on board the Dover, Callum reached the Quarter Deck. He called for all able bodied hands to assemble.
"Men, I know it's been a hard fight so far. The other French ship is still untaken. I mean to take her, and sail both of them into Portsmouth...as captured prize." Faint cheers rose up. "The Valiant is almost here. We can wait for her to arrive to help take the ship, and share in the prize money...or...we can finish what we started and claim the prize for ourselves...How about it? Are you with me?" Cheers were heartier. "Can you take her?" Hands and cheers went up. "Are we ready?!"..."Yes!!", yelled the crew, "Very well then, make sail! Mr. Perkins, steer us around and bring us up behind her. We shall beat to quarters!"
"Aye, sir." The crew replied as one. Drums started to roll. Men moved about, checking and loading the guns. The Main Deck was a swarm of activity. The Marines went forward to man stations along the prow. Callum watched as the ship swung around, catching good wind, bringing her up. He smiled to himself. The drums finally stopped beating.
The stern of the other French ship was in full view now, but the other crew had had time to prepare for what was coming. Their guns started firing. The Marines took cover as the bow gun crews got ready, running out.
"Forward gun crews, standby to fire!" Callum waited as the ship dipped and then slowly started to rise again in the swell. "FIRE!" He screamed. Simultaneously the guns fired, ripping into the main cabin at the stern. Screams of men, injured and now dying could be heard. "Two points to port, Mr. Perkins, bring us along side. Starboard gun crews, stand ready! Mr. Arvin, cut sail!" Callum watched as they glided up on the left side of the ship. The aft section have been devastated by their previous attacks, and the guns there were nonfunctional. "Ready!...FIRE!" each gun went off one at a time, as they passed up the side, slowing. There were more screams from the other ship. "Grappling hooks away! Pull her in boys!" Callum drew his sword and came down the steps to the Main Deck. "Marines to me!" Callum yelled, as he jumped up on the rail. "This way lads!" Callum called out, as the two vessels bumped hard to each other. Callum jumped to the other ship. He hit the rail with one foot and leaped into three French sailors, tumbling them to the deck. Callum got to his feet, stabbing the first one trying to get up, then the second pulled a dagger, stabbing Callum deep in the thigh. He thrust his sword in as deep as he could and then withdrew it. The French sailor collapsed, leaving the dagger in Callum's thigh.
The third sailor was dispatched by one of Callum's men, as Callum turned and thrust into another French sailor, then another and another. Again, he felt as he was taking the whole ship on by himself. But, My God, this pain was unbelievable in his leg. His pace was slowing as he made his way to the Quarter Deck. He had some trouble getting up the steps, and then once up to the top, he saw an officer there, guarding the wheel, holding his sword at the ready.
"Your ship is lost." Callum said. "Another one of our ships nears. You would do best to surrender."
"Very well, your choice." Callum braced himself, holding his sword up. Blades touched. They looked into each others narrowed eyes, weighing each other. The French officer thrust, Callum parried, and then counter thrust. He was blocked. The French officer lunged, their blades sliding together, down their lengths, to the pommels. They were face to face. Callum felt pressure on his thigh, and then the pain was blinding, the blade was pulled from his leg in a quick pull. Callum fell back, and landed on the deck. He looked up at the French officer, who was just leering. He lifted up the dagger, as if to plunge it into Callum, taking a large step forward for momentum, but was stopped short, as Callum had struck first with his sword, running it deep into the base of the officer's chest. The officer looked stunned, then looked down at the blade, then back at Callum. He dropped to his knees, and then fell to his side. Callum pulled out his sword, and slowly got to his feet, using his one good leg. He leaned against the rail, bent down and picked up the sword of his fallen opponent. He turned back out, surveying that battle below him. He held the sword up over his head.
"The ship is ours, gentlemen!" Members of both crews stopped their struggle, looking up to the Quarter Deck. They saw Callum standing alone, holding up the one sword. The crew of the Dover cheered, the French crew dropped their weapons to the deck.
"Captain Anders, secure the prisoners below." Callum yelled out. "Mr. Arvin, have the carpenter assess the damage, make whatever repairs necessary to stop the flooding. Have all hands...have all hands..." Callum's words were slowing, his vision was becoming a blur.
"I've got you, sir." It was the last thing that Callum heard and remembered.
"He's coming around now, My Lord." Callum heard the voice say. He was blinking his eyes hard, trying to focus. Callum was unsure of the voice he heard. He knew it, but couldn't place it. Callum centered himself and focused hard. His eyes were now clear.
"Acting Captain Callum," began the voice he did not recognize, "I would like to know what you were thinking, in all of this action, taking on two French frigates...it's the either the bravest thing that has been done or the most foolhardy...well? What say you?"
Callum focused on the voice, shifting his eyes to his left. He recognized the man standing next to him, Lord Fitzwarren, Vice Admiral of the Fleet. Callum tried to rise from his bunk, but a hand pushed him back against his shoulder.
"Rest easy, Captain." Dr. Crawford said. "I will not have your wound opened again. You are to stay here, in bed, for at least two days."
"Thank you, doctor." Callum said, pushing himself up in bed, on his elbows. His leg hurt like Hell. Callum looked again to his left. "My Lord." Callum nodded. "I was acting under orders from the Captain, sir."
"Orders? What orders?"
"Orders from the Captain to save the ship, My Lord."
"Bah!" Fitzwarren threw up a hand. "An order given from a death bed, no doubt. Clearly sir, you saw an opportunity, and took it. By sheer luck and folly, you survived." Fitzwarren raised an eyebrow. "I have spoken to your officers, and they assure me that you were indeed in complete control, and had the weathergauge." Fitzwarren, turned and took a step away, then turned back. "If, for one moment, I thought that you were...glory grabbing, I would have you clamped in irons." Fitzwarren paused, "But, as it stands, with the testimony of your officers, you seemed to have singlehandedly won the day. I congratulate you."
"Thank you, My Lord."
"I hereby further promote you. You are, now, the Captain of the Dover."
"Thank you, My Lord." Callum said, smiling out of the corner of his mouth.
"If you feel up to it, your orders are to proceed to Portsmouth, with your prize ships in tow. We will escort you, and render whatever assistance you need. Once in Portsmouth, you will be refit, and recrewed." Fitzwarren raised an eyebrow, then leaned forward. "Remember, there is a war to win against Napoleon. I don't expect you to do it all by yourself, however."
"Yes, My Lord." Callum said. "Begging your pardon, My Lord...Carson!"
The door to the small cabin opened, a young man appeared, who was the steward. "Sir?"
"Carson, send for Mr. Arvin, if you please?"
"Very well, sir." Carson replied, tipping his hand to his forehead, then shutting the door.
"Pardon, My Lord." Callum said, as he swung legs off the bunk. His feet touched the floor, shoeless. He looked on the floor, but did not see his shoes. "I have a ship to tend to."
"Admirable, Captain Callum," replied Fitzwarren, putting a hand to Callum's shoulder, "but under the circumstance, with your wound..."
The doctor, stepped back in, pushing by the Admiral, "Now see here, Captain..." he said, pushing Callum back into the bunk, "you are to remain here, for two days...if I need to, I will restrain you, sir." Crawford said, giving Callum a stern look. "Do not test me, sir, as I will prevail."
"Understood, Doctor." Callum said, exhaling from the pain. At that moment, there was knock on the door, and Mr. Arvin entered.
"You requested me, sir?"
"I did, Mr. Arvin," Callum said, adjusting himself in the bunk. "we will be getting underway shortly. Once the Admiral and his party have departed, set course for Portsmouth. Dispatch crews to oversee the two frigates, and have them follow course with us."
Arvin nodded and gave his salute to the Captain. "Very good, sir. Will there be anything else?"
"Yes. Any assistance you may require, draw from the Valiant."
"Very good, sir." Arvin said, and then closed the door.
"Captain, I shall be taking my leave of you then." Fitzwarren said. He reached out his hand. Callum took it, as he tried to sit up straight. "I look forward to reading your report. I don't doubt there will possibly be a knighthood in it for you." Fitzwarren winked, and half smiled. He turned and opened the door of the cabin and walked out. The other officers that accompanied him followed out as well. The door closed, leaving the doctor alone with Callum. Callum exhaled , and lay back in the bunk.
"How many did we lose, doctor?"
"Eighteen dead, twelve injured." The doctor replied. He closed up his bag, then looked at Callum. "It could have been a lot worse. You did well, Captain."
"Thank you, doctor. That will be all, for now." Callum replied, the doctor walked out of the cabin, closing the door behind him. Callum heard the ships bell ringing through the ship, five bells. His leg ached, and his head was spinning from everything. He knew he had to maintain his control, as he was now, truly, the Captain of the Dover.
There was a soft knock at the door, as Callum was settling into the bunk. "Enter." Callum said. The door opened, Callum saw the face of Carson.
"Beggin your pardon, sir. There is someone who wishes to speak with you, sir."
"Very well, Carson. Show them in." Callum exhaled, trying to get comfortable. Callum looked up and saw the young face of Perkins, standing the doorway. "Perkins, what are you doing here? Aren't you on watch?"
"It's five bells, sir." Perkins replied. Callum nodded his head, realizing the time, that Perkins was now off duty. "I came by to see if there's anything I could do for you, sir."
"Most kind, Perkins. The doctor has relegated to me to remain in this bunk for two days." Perkins was nervously looking back and forth between the floor and Callum. "What is it, Perkins? Something else bothering you?"
"Well, sir, I...I..."
"Speak up, there's nothing to hide here."
"Well, sir, I wanted to thank you, sir."
"Thank me for what?" Callum asked, looking the young man up and down.
"For saving my life, sir. When the French were firing at us, on the Quarter Deck. You knocked me down, sir. I surely would been shot with that hail of musket fire."
Callum smiled, remembering. He held out his hand toward Perkins. Perkins stepped forward, taking the Captain's hand, and smiled. Fingers wrapped in each other.
"I merely was trying to keep from losing my best helmsman." Callum winked. "Remember I said you have good eyes?" Perkins grinned in reply. "I want to keep them, and keep them with me."
"Thank you, sir." Perkins squeezed his fingers in the Captain's hand. Callum squeezed back. Their eyes were scanning each others.
"You're welcome to come back here anytime. You can give me updates, and...keep me company from time to time, til we reach Portsmouth."
"I'd like that, sir. Thank you."
"Now," Callum said, withdrawing his hand, he was settling back into the bunk, "I'm going to try and get comfortable."
"I will let you get some rest, sir. Good night, sir."
"Good night, Perkins."


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Prediction: How do you think the temperature affects breath rate?
As the temperature increases, the respiration rate will:
increase, decrease, or stay the same. (circle) Any answer is valid, try to get students to at least think about the question
With younger students, it may be easier to assign half of the class to do the cold water tests and the other half to do the warm water tests and then combine the data. This will reduce the stress on the fish and allow the lab to be completed faster.
|Actual Temperature
|Your Fish
|Fish 2
|Fish 3
|Fish 4
|Fish 5
|Temperature Range
Generally the fish breathing rate should go down as the temperature goes down. Answers can vary as students may have trouble counting the gill movements. It is important that the water bath is not heated above 30 degrees, hot water is the cause of most fish fatalities in this lab; goldfish are actually very tolerant of cold water.
Also, get enough fish for all of your classes. Fish will recover but it is best if you wait a day or so before doing the experiment on them again.
|18-22 C (room)
|10 or below
Students may have trouble setting up the graph. Make sure they make a LINE graph that shows a separate line for their fish and the average.
1. Describe how the fish's respiration rate changes with the temperature. As the temperature is decreased, the breathing rate also decreases
2. Propose an explanation for why the respiration changed in this way. Fish are ectothermic (cold-blooded) and their metabolism is affected by the outside temperature
3. What other factors (besides temperature) may have affected the rate? Stress on the fish, such as moving the beakers, stirring the water
4. Was the "average" similar to your fish data? Why do we take an average? averages give a broader view, can be more accurate than a single fish
5. Was your prediction at the beginning of the lab correct or incorrect? answers vary
6. Design an experiment that will test how a fish's respiration rate is affected by light. Explain your design. You may wish to draw a picture of your set-up. Include how you will change the environment and what you will be measuring.
The design should be logical, should include monitoring fish breathing in the light and in the dark to see if it changes.
7. Supposing this experiment was repeated using an endothermic (warm-blooded) animal as a test subject instead of a fish. Heart and breathing rate is monitored for a mouse as the temperature is raised and then lowered. Will the mouse's breathing and heart rate change? Why or why not?
mouse will not change, they are endothermic
8. Indicate on the graph which line would represent the endothermic animal and which line would represent the ectothermic animal. Explain how you know this. The top line is the fish, the lower line is the mammal, the mammals respiration change stays about the same


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Skip to comments.Man Kills 1,100 Pound Hog in North GA.
Posted on 01/06/2007 7:20:22 PM PST by pcottraux
FAYETTEVILLE, Ga. - A giant wild hog boasted to be bigger than the near-mythical "Hogzilla" caught in southern Georgia a few years ago has been killed in a suburban Atlanta neighborhood.
The hog hung snout down from a tree Friday in William Coursey's front yard, not far from where the avid hunter said he shot the beast. He said he hauled it to a truck weight station, which recorded the hairy hog at 1,100 pounds.
The Department of Natural Resources did not know whether the hog was a record for the state. "We don't keep records on hogs," said Melissa Cummings of the DNR's public affairs department.
But Coursey believes his behemoth surpasses the famed super swine shot and killed in 2004 that weighed in at half a ton on the farm's scales. A team of National Geographic experts later confirmed "Hogzilla" didn't quite live up to the 1,000-pound, 12-foot hype, saying the beast was probably 7 1/2 to 8 feet long, and weighed about 800 pounds.
The news of Coursey's kill got people talking about the enormous beasts that roam the state.
"Nobody keeps official records," said Daryl Kirby, an editor with Georgia Outdoor News. "But it's one heck of a hog."
This is hardly Frontpage material.
Too bad they killed it. I am sure it would have been a winner at the Hog races put on to stop the building of that mosque.
*reverting back to my Chi-town roots*
(was gonna say 'cow,' as per the above reference. :)... but am now forced to say:)
Oh wait... I've read/watched too many Charlotte's Web books/videos with my kids without saying:
"That's Some Pig!"
I apologize for that. It was a mistake on my part.
BBQ pork, mmmmmm......
Food for weeks.
Hey, doesn't this resemble the Durham exotic dancers?
"This is hardly Frontpage material."
Right, it should be Breaking News. /s
But it is news.
That's biggest damn pig, except for Rosie O'Donnell, I've every seen.
It is if you live in GA and like Barbeque.
(Sorry, I couldn't resist, I'll go stand in the corner now)
No, it's definitely sidebar... er side back... material. :) LOL!
Sorry, couldn't resist. :)
Thanks for the ping--I just might be banned
(Look just above this one)
Now, don't be ruining my barbeque by making me think of precious.
That IS funny!!!
Okay, we all need to meet and have the mother of all barbecues... STAT! LOL!
Not sure that an 1,100 lb boar would be very tasty....
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7091Re: Does WPMac use the "WP IBM Char Sets" or "WP Envelope Fonts"?
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- Nov 4, 2011That explains it entirely. I wonder whether anyone actually used the Character Set fonts on the Mac - it would have been quite a job to insert the right character - but I suppose it was good to have them.
The POSTNET barcodes were (and still are, in some cases) used by mass mailers to qualify for discounts from the US Postal Service. They were essentially useless for individuals, and the USPS is going to discontinue them anyway. So they're probably not an essential item for most users of WPMac, unless they send out mailings of two hundred or more items at the same time.
I've been wondering about this for a while. Thanks!
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> The envelope fonts, made for the Mac version, are used to print bar codes corresponding to a zip code. File size itself, outside the suitcase, is 13,120 bytes.
> Character sets are, IIRC, used for compatibility between Mac and DOS or Windows versions of WP. I've never used them, but I think you can put them in a Mac file and they will produce characters when the file is opened in DOS or Win (after, I guess, being saved as a suitable file type).
> Both files are in the Files section here.
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> > Corel distributed a set of "WP IBM Character Set" fonts with WPMac 3.5e or some other version, and I've been including it with any WPMac/SheepShaver or Basilisk system that I've put together. But it seems that WPMac doesn't actually use those fonts. If I import a WPDOS file that includes text in the WP Character Sets - exactly the character sets that are represented by those WP IBM Character Set fonts - WPMac doesn't display the characters; they're visible in Show Codes as WPCharacter 7,46 or some similar number, but the actual character does not appear in the text.
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> > So, is there any reason to have or use those WP IBM Character Set fonts, except maybe to insert individual characters by hand?
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> > Thanks for any advice on this.
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> > While I'm asking, I also found in my Fonts folder a font suitcase called "WP Envelope Fonts" - it's empty. Should it have anything in it?
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Paul Salvy established a partnership with Lisa Witlow. The new company, S&W Fuels, purchased coal directly from mining companies and contracted to ship the coal via waterways to a seaport where it was delivered to ships that were owned and operated by international utilities companies. Salvy was primarily responsible for running the day-to-day operations of the business. Witlow negotiated the buy-and-sell agreements. She recently signed a deal to purchase and deliver $2,000,000 of coal to Solar Utilities. S&W Fuels purchased the coal on account from Miller Mining Company. After accepting title to the coal, S&W Fuels agreed to deliver the coal under terms FOB destination, Port of Long Beach. Unfortunately, Witlow failed to inform Salvy of the deal in time for Salvy to insure the shipment. While in transit, the vessel carrying the coal suffered storm damage that rendered the coal virtually worthless by the time it reached its destination. S&W Fuels immediately declared bankruptcy. The company not only was responsible for the $2,000,000 due to Miller Mining Company but also was sued by Solar for breach of contract. Witlow had a personal net worth of virtually zero, but Salvy was a wealthy individual with a net worth approaching $2,500,000. Accordingly, Miller Mining and Solar filed suit against Salvy's personal assets. Salvy claimed that he was not responsible for the problem because Witlow had failed to inform him of the contracts in time to obtain insurance coverage. Witlow admitted that she was personally responsible for the disaster.
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'I told you about a thousand times I'm capable of watching Wes,'ť said Danny
'Until you can fully prove you're responsible enough...again, I'll be hiring a babysitter'ť said Danny's mother.
'That's bullshit; I've watched him before when you went out.'ť
'Watch that tone young man. Plus, didn't you also throw a party last time, in which the police had to shut down. You know how embarrassing that was.'ť
'At least there wasn't any alcohol.'ť
'And you need to be thankful about that. Tom and I are leaving now.'ť
'Knock, knock!' The front door than opens revealing a tall Caucasian male about 21yrs old, his wearing a tight t-shirt which read 'brunettes tease, blondes please', as well as a pair of plaid shorts and flip-flops. He also had the bluest eyes Danny had ever seen and sandy blonde hair topped off with a killer smile. 'Hey Mrs. Pinket, sorry to hear about your husband, my mom just told me when I came home.'ť said Jared. 'Thanks dear, now Wes is sleeping but if he wakes there's bottles in the fridge and dinner for you and Danny's on the stove. Thanks again.'ť said Mrs. Pinket as she and her date Tom left out for the night.
'Wow Danny you've certainly...evolved this part year. Broader shoulders, short brown hair cut, and your dressing more of my style. You got a girlfriend or something,'ť asked Jared.
'Nope......are you hungry I could fix you a plate, mom made chicken parmigiana.'ť responded Danny.
'Not really I ate at home; my folks had a big dinner for me since I just got back from school.'ť
'How's college anyway.'ť
'Its great, the works boring and tough, the dorms are cozy, but the action is hot, and the freedom rules.'ť said Jared with enthusiasm.
'Well then I can't wait.'ť chuckled Danny as he and Jared walk to the living room and sat on the couch.
'So, where is baby Wesley?'ť
'Upstairs in his crib sleep, the crib's in mom room and the baby monitor is on so you'll know if he wakes.'ť
'So I'll know? Where are you headed than?'ť
'I was going out.'ť
'You do wanna chill and hang out with me?'ť
'Uh....sure.'ť said Danny sighing
'Trust me, I may be three years old but we'll have a load of fun. You got any game systems we could play?'ť
'Not really in the mood for that.'ť
'Ok, wanna watch a movie?'ť
'I don't do movies.'ť
'Wanna talk?'ť
'Who's asking the questions?'ť
'I guess, I am. So have you ever had sex?'ť asked Jared intrigued
'No!'ť responded Danny uneasy.
'No need to feel embarrassed,'ť said Jared as he patted Danny's shoulder, 'A lot of guys your age are still virgins so don't believe them all.'ť
'Are you a virgin?'ť asked Danny a little relieved
'Afraid not, I lost mine at 15 to the hottest junior I've ever met'ť Jared said cocky.
'Oh, was she that good?'ť
'Yeah, she just loved my 7inches,'ť said Jared, which Danny found very funny.
'What's so funny, smartass.'ť
'Well when I was a sophomore, I was already 8inches.'ť
'Danny, I'm a lot bigger now. 9.5inches with a 5inch girth.'ť
'Exactly, but lets talk about something else before I get too horny, remember I still gotta watch your brother.'ť
Jared and Danny than switched the conversation to every from sports to politics, music to video games, even literature and mathematics. They seemed to get along better than they ever did in the past. See, had this been 8years ago Danny would have been crying and Jared would be getting in trouble. Jared never bullied Danny, but did pick on him. However, older, wiser, and manlier the two seemed to put the past behind them especially Danny. In the middle of their conversation, the baby was heard crying. 'I'll be right back,'ť said Jared, 'He may want a bottle.'ť 'No you sit, I got it. I wanna show my mom I'm responsible again,'ť said Danny as he made his was to the kitchen to get a bottle before heading upstairs.
In the meanwhile, Jared than picked up his phone to call a friend. 'Trevor, man you gotta help me. I'm at Danny Pinket's house, Danny...you know the kid we used to pick in middle school. Well that damn boy is 18 now, and hot as fuck. Broad shoulders, tight body, he's got taller but still shorter than me, even dyed his hair brown. He looks as if he could be in college. And you know I don't even bottom for anyone but you, but I'd let him fuck the shit out of me.'ť 'Well what the hell am I supposed to do?'ť asked Trevor over the phone. 'I don't know, talk me out of it. I mean he's only 18, he just looks our age. Now don't get jealous on me, cause remember your still my bitch and I'm still yours......Yeah he's straight or at least I think.'ť 'Well ask him has he ever thought about it.'ť 'SO, yeah let me just say Danny Pinket, have you ever wanted to fuck a guy. Yeah that makes total complete since.'ť 'I'm not in that dilemma you are my friend, besides, I'm busy right now, I've got company, Xander came over.'ť whispered Trevor. 'You fucking slut...you're no help,'ť said Jared as he hung up the phone. Little did he know Wes only need to be changed and Danny heard the whole conversation and felt the same way.
See, ever since college Jared and Trevor started to swing both ways. Only thing was he and Trevor kept it a secret, especially since the only guys they were fucking were each other. It started when Jared had caught Trevor fucking himself in their bathroom with a dildo. However, it was ensured when Trevor came home from work one day to find Jared working his ass with that same dildo on Trevor's bed. Trevor then undressed walked over to Jared removed that fake and inserted the real thing into his friend and the two have been fucking each other since.
Danny than came down the stairs and explained that Wes only needed to be changed. 'So what do you wanna do now?'ť asked Jared. 'I don't know, wanna watch a movie?'ť responded Danny surprisingly. 'Sure, what do you have?'ť asked Jared. 'Well I've got drama, action, adventure, comedy..'ť 'Got any porn?'ť asked Jared as he cut Danny off. At that request Danny than got off the couch and headed upstairs. He was gone for quiet some time, which sent Jared to go and look for him. Jared crept up the stair as to not awake Wes and alarm Danny. When he finally reached Danny's room, he found the 18yr old removing his briefs in exchange for a jockstrap. He also noticed that Danny had a beautiful ass and was not lying about his long cock. However, what grabbed his attention the most was a porno mag he saw on Danny's floor. It was Freshman Magazine and on the cover was Jared favorite actor 'Ethan Woodcock.' Jared had beat off to Ethan's pictures and scenes many times in his dry months. He began to imagine himself having sex with Ethan and Trevor, but was pulled out of his trance when he heard Danny mumbling that his was on his way down. At that Jared than crept back down the stairs and waited for Danny on the couch.
'So I found my stash of movies, and trust me they're extremely hot,'ť said Danny as he made his was down stairs. Danny than reached the couch and poured out a box of a least 20pornos. 'Danny, I didn't know you were into gay porn?'ť asked Jared as he readjusted himself, which caught Danny attention even more. 'I've got more straight, but I find it hot, two men fucking especially jocks. You won't say any of this to my mom will you?'ť asked Danny. 'No, cause I too find two men having sex a turn-on.'ť Danny then put all straight porn back in the box, which left several titles for Jared to choose from. 'Coach Stiffy', 'Suck & Blow', 'Jock's Cocks', 'Circle Jerk Vol. 21' and 'Football Fun' which was Danny's favorite. Jared pointed to Football Fun. Danny then popped it in the DVD player and the two sat back to watch the action unfold.
The scene opened with a coach and a football player arguing in the coach's office. They were debating over why the footballer was failing math, and if he didn't 'get his act together' his mother would be informed. However, the football played asked the coach was there anything he could do to avoid this punishment and the coach's response was to take off his uniform. In the meanwhile, Jared scooted off the couch and onto the floor so he could unfasten his short from his aching cock. Danny started to slowly rub the outline of his hardening cock as he stared at the TV. The jock then remove his uniform shirt to slowly reveal his 6pack to the coach along with his pillow like pecs. After he flung his shirt, he spent around and slow pulled down his uniform pants to give the coach a better look at his ass. 'I'm likin' what I see boy'ť said coach. He then removed his shirt to show a similar body, followed by slowly removing his shorts. Coach stepped completely behind the football player. Which left a thin layer of fabric between them, the coach's tight black brief. He began to grind his fabric-covered cock against his student's ass, and all the football player could do was moan. Soon the coach pulled the back of his own underwear down exposing his ass. At this point Jared had secretly pulled his cock out of his short and began stroking himself lightly. The coach than pulled his cock out of his briefs and told the footballer to suck his sausage. So he dropped to his knee and engulfed the coach's 8incher in one gulp and began to deepthroat his cock. Finally, Danny could not take it anymore and he removed shorts and let his cock loose of his jockstrap without Jared noticing, but as he removed his he noticed that Jared had been jerking himself. This switched Danny's focus from the porno to Jared long, beautiful, cut cock.
In the meanwhile, Jared was even more focused in the coach's now tongue assault on the jock's ass. The coach had completely wet the jock's ass and now he stood behind him as he leaned over the desk. His cock slick with the jock's saliva and the jock's ass with his, he lined the head to the jocks hole and pushed in slowly. 'Ah, fuck coach. This hurts so fucking much.'ť moaned the jock. The coach finally pushed the rest of his cock in his jock lover's ass and waited for him to get used to the girth. When he finally did, the coach went full onslaught. He fucked the jock's ass as hard and fast as he could for all it was worth. 'Aaahhhh, fuck...Oh yeah, fuck me in my ass you stud. Come on give this fine boy ass some of your man cock. Fuck me like you've never fuck an 18yr old before.'ť At that statement, Jared wondered would Danny look like that when he turned 18 because Danny did resemble the jock, and if he did turn out like that, than he would easily become Danny's older boy toy. The coach was now fucking the jock faster and harder than ever as the jock leaking loads of precum, as was Danny as he speeded up his on cock assault. 'Coach, I can't hold it anymore I'm about to cum!'ť moan the jock. 'Than shoot in your jock.'ť responded coach. And seconds later the football player shot the most intense load of cum in his white jock. Followed by coach shooting several loads into the football player's ass, before pulling out. The scene ended with the football player now completely naked lying on the coach's lap, with his tongue lapping at coach's cock. As the coach was lapping up the cum from the white jock the footballer wore while stroking his student's hair.
'Fuck, that was hot'ť moaned Danny as he stroked himself. 'I'm sure it was,'ť said Jared as he stared at Danny who was stroking his precum covered cock while he two still stroked his own cock. 'Jared, you wanna...'ť 'It would be my honor!'ť replied Jared before he took three inches of Danny cock into his mouth. 'Oh...fuck...yes'ť moaned Danny. Jared than twisted his body around and scooted over so he was now fully kneeling in front of Danny but, never did the cock leave his mouth. Jared started to bob up and down taking more of the cock into his mouth until only an inch or two remained untaken. 'Damn...you're...good.'ť moaned Danny. Jared finally swallowed those final inches fully throating Danny rod. Danny entranced move his hands to Jared help to help guide his mouth over his cock. Once he could follow the rhythm Jared started Danny guided Jared mouth up and down his pole continuously allowing Jared to deepthroat him.
Danny than lifted off the couch but still kept his cock in Jared warm, moist mouth. Once he was fully on his two feet he assumed control and began to face fuck Jared for all he was worth. He held Jared's head as he guided his cock in and out of that pleasure hole as fast and hard as he could. His balls now covered in saliva, slapped back and forth against Jared chin. Danny that started to test Jared gag reflex as he would thrust fully in and hold his cock in the older boys mouth. This experience of extreme pleasure was not only pushing Danny over the edge but Jared too, for although he love fucking a tight hole, he loved the feeling of a hot cock sliding in between his lips even more. Jared had cum one night by just sucking Trevor's cock. As he bobbed on Danny's cock he could not help but thrust his cock up and down Danny's leg, marking him with his precum. 'Jared, I think...I'm gonna..'ť but before Danny could finish he had shot one powerful load down Jared's throat, which he drink up. Danny's power blast was follow by three minor but still strong blast of his boy cum. Once Jared milked Danny's cock to the fullest he let the softening rod slip out of his mouth.
'Danny that was by far the best blow job I've ever given,'ť said Jared as he looked up at Danny, 'And you have the sweetest cum I've ever tested.'ť
'Jared, I should be thanking you. You were the true hero.'ť said Danny as he rubbed Jared's cheek, 'And now its time that I do.'ť
Danny then pulled Jared off his knees and pushed him on the couch. He then climbed on top and the two boy began to make out. Danny with a half-on jock strap and Jared with half-on briefs. As their tongues faugh for dominance their slick cocks rubbed against one another getting fully hard. Ultimately, Danny won and as he licked all over Jared's tongue, Jared began to fond Danny's bubble butt. Danny grew hotter as Jared caressed his ass more and more, both boys leaking a great amount of precum. Jared then removed one hand from Danny's ass to their cocks which he coated in precum, especially his middle and index fingers. He soon returned his hand to Danny's ass only this time his cum coated fingers began to stroke up and down Danny's ass crack. At these specific actions the guys making out, their cocks rubbing together, and Jared stroking at Danny's pucker, they only had one thing on their minds...fucking the other.
However, Danny was quicker in his action as he broke their long make out to move Jared up the couch while at the same time spreading Jared's legs. Danny then got back into making out with the sexist man alive or at least he believed, only this time Danny's cock was aimed right at Jared's pink pucker. As they made out at full force Danny lightly thrusted his cock into Jared's hole. 'Oh, fuck...this...is hot'ť moaned Jared in between kisses. 'Well it's about to get hotter!'ť said Danny breaking the kiss, just before he rammed all 8inches of horny, sexy 18yr old cock up Jared's ass.