Memories of what I did and what I saw until I settled down. Nobody appears to have read any of it so far, so no-one's likely to be offended by what they read. It's only online as I've already lost two volumes to hard disk failure. The people, times, places and initials are all genuine. So's their behaviour.
Friday, 3 June 2011
IH
This delightful lady was on the ship's staff between Peru and Bremerhaven. We spotted each other quite early on and I'd already been propositioned by one girl from Berlin and bedded a Viennese beauty before I received the message that IH would like to have dinner with me. Our next port of call was in the Azores (regrettably we'd left it rather late) so we went out for dinner in Ponta Delgada before heading back to the ship to get to know each other a little closer. She was a lady of few words but those that issued from her shapely mouth were considered and insightful. Our first night together was a slow waltz of intimation, seduction, word plays and other games. Once we were finally together she proved herself to be as uninhibited between the sheets as she was discrete out of them. That's always a tantalising combination and we spent every remaining night together until we docked in Bremerhaven, her intimate scent still turning my head, the memory of her deeds still raising my temperature. All these years later and I still get hot under the collar when I think of our time together. Oh, a life on the ocean waves...
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