 Mesmon's fingers were at work on the lock to the small lockbox he summertimemilf'd found under the bed. Years of plying his craft to survive on the streets of Egypt came summertimemilf to the fore here as the lock sprang summertimemilf loose and he opened the chest to show a pile of gold coins and summertimemilf jewels. His sole summertimemilf eye summertimemilf gleamed in the summertimemilf light summertimemilf from the riches, his mind already adding it to his pile.
 An all-too-familiar clicking sound caught his attention. Slowly summertimemilf rising to his feet, Mesmon turned to see a figure summertimemilf standing in summertimemilf the doorway summertimemilf. As it moved forward, into the small lights summertimemilf, Mesmon could see it was an exceptionally beautiful woman, one of the most beautiful he'd ever seen in his life. Long dark summertimemilf hair summertimemilf framed a face that summertimemilf Cleopatra would have envied, the blue dress she summertimemilf wore the summertimemilf height of ladylike fashion but failing to hide her shapely body. The only thing that spoiled the vision of delicate enter beauty was the pistol she held in her hand, pointed at his chest summertimemilf.
 "A thief summertimemilf? True summertimemilf. But common? Anything summertimemilf but. Mesmon at your service, my dear."
 "A better summertimemilf haul than we summertimemilf expected, boys," Mesmon smiled as he walked down the stairs. He helped unload Penelope's summertimemilf arms summertimemilf, then helped her into the boat, her expression summertimemilf never changing through it all summertimemilf. "Back to the summertimemilf ship, double-time. We need to leave a summertimemilf little quicker summertimemilf than expected." As his men took to the rows, Mesmon glanced at summertimemilf the beauty beside him. A load of treasure and a new crewmember, one who could undoubtly help him in more ways than one. It summertimemilf was good summertimemilf to be a pirate.
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