Date: Mon, 8 Jun 2015 23:44:55 +0000
From: Robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: M/V Lady Jean Peterson/16

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Sweat was pouring off Scott and Jerry as they fought and both were happy
with the results and Paul even happier. He then took on Scott and found
himself on the mat more times than at any time since he first started to
train all those years ago in the SBS. Theo was sitting on the deck
leaning against a couch and Royston checking out an ankle after Jerry had
proved that Theo could not in fact "beat the crap out of all of you."
"We will sue when we get back to the States Theo, OR make more money
showing the video?" Theo used a bit of Jan's foul language and Royston
split himself.
"Bloody great both of you, now for some really dirty stuff and I mean
dirty. You can now defend yourselves, now its time for you to find
out how to break a few bones and throttle someone which will stop anyone
trying to get up and carry on."

Up on the bridge Tommy was looking intently at the Hawk screen. He picked
the mike up.
"Marcel and Jon to the bridge please."
"Oh nuts!" Marcel withdrew from Jon and there was a mad scramble to get
dressed and tuck two hard cocks into two skimpy briefs. Two minutes later
they were standing next to Tommy.

"See that? Its a fishing boat and has been on the same course as us since
we left Mumbai. It goes off screen for an hour or so then comes back and
stays at four miles. I think Skip would want one of you to fly out to
maximum and have a look." Marcel took out a coin and tossed it.
"Heads." Jon called, it was. They both went down to get Jon's helicopter
started up and when he flown off to the port side they both got back to
their stations and Jon took over manual control.

"Is it still there Tommy?"
"Yes, still at four miles."
"Ok, I will fly at 200 feet and fly out two miles and see what's going
on." It was clear and when Jon reached the maximum he could fly from the
Jean the camera picked up the boat. They both looked at the screen and
tried to make out if there was anything unusual on it like pirate boats
and try and count the number of crew, but even though the image was clear
it was too far away to make anything out.
"She's turning away so no point you staying there Jon. We had better let
Skip know."
"He's in the saloon getting beaten up by Paul and Jerry again, I'll go
down and let him know what's going on."

Marcel got to the saloon just as Jerry smashed onto the mat and then
watched as Paul attacked Scott and he ended up on top of Jerry. Marcel
ran and jumped on Scott's back and he too ended up on the pile.
"Bloody hell Skip! Not bad!" Scott picked him up and smiled down at him
which turned serious when Marcel told him of the boat that seemed to be
following them.
"Go back to the bridge and ask Tommy to let the O5 know we could possibly
have a tail please and if it comes back I want one of you up."
"Yippee, my turn." Marcel hugged Scott and ran out. Scott thought about
it and excused himself and went to the bridge to see for himself what was
going on, still in his shorts and top and bare foot. He looked awesome,
Marcel and Jon looked at one another and smiled, they had imagined him,
Andrew and them together more than once.

"There are quite a few fishing boats out there, but this one is
not fishing and keeps going beyond five miles because it goes off screen,
then about an hour later comes back to four miles."
"What's their maximum speed?"
"Most of these fishing boats cant do more than 10 knots and we are doing
18." Scott went to the phone and called the O5 and asked Phillip Boardman
to go to 20 knots.
"Let the O5 get to 20 and then catch up with her Tommy. If that boat
comes on screen again call me please." He picked the mike up and told the
crew what was happening.

Scott went to the workshop and found Andrew, Neil and Theo working on
plans for a firework launcher.
"Hello Rambo, no broken bones or bruises?" Andrew kissed Scott and
cuddled in loving the body odour coming off of him.
"No but Jerry and Paul have a few."
"What, broken bones?"
"Dick head. So, how's it going?"
"Fine Skip and now we can present our secret weapon to give pirates a
bigger bowel problem." Scott was looking at the drawing of a base 3ftx2ft
with six tubes sticking straight up.
"Looks simple, how will it work those tubes are vertical, don't we need
to angle them to fire at the pirates?" Theo explained.
"The base will be attached on top of the bridge at the rear, the back of
it will be hinged and from inside the bridge it can be angled to three
positions, first to fire to a range of 300 yards, second to fire to 200
yards and third to 100 yards and you will be able to fire from single
shots to the whole lot at once."
"Why don't you just have a fixed base and angle the tubes to fire at
those ranges?"
"Anyone inspecting us could ask questions why they are like that and we
can tell anyone asking awkward questions that they are there for our
own use letting off fire works and hope that satisfies them."
"Nice and simple gay boys, we need to get fireworks when we get home,
those bad assed buggers that ends all displays. Can I make a suggestion?"
"Don't see why not, ok with you boys?" Neil said, the other two nodded.
"What about 12 tubes and have double the fire power?" The three engineers
thought about it and could only agree.
"Ok lads, back to the drawing board. Anything else before you go Skip?"
Neil went to the workshop door and opened it smiling at Scott.
"Right, better go then. Thanks all of you. If you got a moment Andrew I
need to show you something."

They went to their cabin and undressed one another and as soon as they
stood naked together the speaker came on telling Scott that the boat was
at five miles and now at the same speed as the Jean. Scott got dressed
swearing his head off and not helped by Andrew laughing his off!

Scott looked at the clock it was 6pm and it was now getting dark.
"Marcel is up Skip."
"Ship secure Tommy?"
"Yes skip, are you thinking the same as me, a night attack?"
"Yes and I'm also wondering why they only come to four miles, they cant
know we have got Hawk radar and possibly don't think we can see them
anyway because the boat is so small, but they could see us at a greater
distance. Yes a night attack could be on its way." He went to Marcel's
screen and could only just see the boat.

"Come back and refuel Marcel and you two stay in the hanger, I'm sure you
will find something to do." He then rang Phillip and told him an attack
was very likely. He then broadcast that to the crew. "My guess is there
wont be more than two boats if they do attack as the mother boat seems
pretty small and we could soon be finding out." Without having to sound
the alarm everyone came to the bridge anyway, Jan turned the generators
on and tested the cannons and Jerry took manual control of the two
main cameras. Paulina and Reggie bought up their emergency medical back
packs and George and Colin bought coffee, sandwiches and cake. They were
ready, but it would be a long wait and after an hour Scott thought it
best that all off watch go and get some rest, he was overdue a shower
anyway. He rang the hanger and told the two lads they were standing down.
"Go to your cabin but leave the door open." Fat chance!

"Skip the boat is at four miles and slowing." Scott sounded the alarm and
spoke to Philip on the O5 telling him to maintain speed. "I want them to
assume we cant see them. I think they will try to get to you on the port
side as I will be on your starboard and stay there until they attack. The
helicopters will lay off well behind us and attack when they identify
weapons. We will then go and attack them ourselves and one helicopter
will follow and cover you."

"Got two Skip, they are at four miles and powering up, doing 30 knots so
far. They are going away to our stern and most probably aiming to get
behind us then turn in towards us, 50 knots now."

"Up you go lads and wait." Jon took off first and was up on the bridge as
Marcel was himself was taking off.
Both now sat at their stations and took manual control and when they were
half a mile behind the Jean flew at the same speed as the ship.

Tommy kept reporting the boats progress and when it got directly
behind the Jean and three miles, the two boats did as expected and turned
towards them.

"Ok boys go to two miles and wait. They already had their night vision on
and would pick up both boats within a minute at this speed.

"They have gone to our speed Skip! Two and a half miles!" Up to this
point it was becoming predictable, now this.

"Freddy zig zag all the time now, there maybe other boats we cant see
on the blind side of the O5. It could be they are waiting for other boats
to catch up. Paul ring Phillip and tell him what's going on.

How much fuel have you two got?"
"Another hour and a half Skip." Scott was thinking out his options and
guessing what the boats would do next. The boats were out of range of the
helicopters and it was a matter of how long they would stay at this speed
while fuel was being burnt off.

"FOUR BOATS AT FIVE MILES AFT OF US................50 knots and
increasing!" Scott had to decide whether to bring one of the helicopters
back to refuel, but felt that all six boats would attack together and
that would only take a few minutes from now and they would still have an
hours fuel left. He waited.

"Right we have never used the searchlights on "Strobe" and we may have to
use them this time." The Jean was equipped with four massively powerful
searchlights and had 80 million candle power each. If they were used on a
Strobe setting it would temporally blind anyone at a distance of a mile.
Five long minutes ticked by and Scott would now have to decide when to
tell the O5 to go full ahead, it would take her 15 minutes to get to full
speed and at the same time let the pirates know they had been detected,
but by doing so the pirates could make an attack, increase speed and
bring them into the helicopters range and they would be able to attack
before they would have to come in to refuel.

"All six boats are together and staying at 2.5 miles..........NO!
Increasing and breaking off into two groups of three!"

"Tell O5 to go full ahead.  Freddy increase speed to match the O5 and
keep zig zagging. You lads attack the port boats when they get to 1.5
miles, don't use the screamers. Searchlights focus on the starboard
boats. Hawk?"

"Nothing apart from those Skip. They are now going wide and two miles."

"Shadow your boats boys and get behind them as soon as you can."

"One and a half miles Skip!"

"Ok, in you go. Freddy come to starboard and stay there and get closer to
the O5 and stay off her starboard quarter."

"Attacking Skip!" Marcel led and dumped a full load over the starboard
boat and broke away for Jon to carry out his attack on the middle boat.
Marcel circled round and then attacked the port boat.

"Our boats coming in Skip, one mile."

"Freddy get between the O5 and those boats...........Searchlights! ON!"
The effect was amazing as all four searchlights flashed out  4x80 million
candle power each which caused all the pirates a massive problem and they
lost sight with their target.

"Go to full beam." And there they were, well lit up and unable to carry
on with their attack.

"Our boats slowing Skip. We have each got two attacks left."
"Well done both of you. Marcel go to our boats and gas them then come
in and turn round. Jon you stay there and use what you have left if they
try to attack again, but fly over them and use the screamer. When Marcel
is back up, you come in. Freddy make for our boats and we will give them
a wash."

Marcel carried out two attacks on two of the boats and flew back to turn
round. (refuel and fit new CS gas containers) Freddy got to within 200
yards of the boats and Jan and Theo on the fore cannon half filled them.
Scott then had the Jean taken to the other three and Jan repeated the
soaking on that lot. After they had finished the Jean went at full speed
back to the O5 which ended the whole episode.

The O5 came back to 18 knots and the Jean took up position behind her
again and the two helicopters still flying covering their stern just in
case any of the pirates attempted another attack. An hour later they were
all on the bridge going through the whole thing.

"Well done and thanks everyone. We had our luck of course, but we handled
it well, they didn't even get close enough to open fire and that's the
best bit, BUT all the attacks will be different and I don't want any of
us thinking it will be like this every time. They know about us and what
we have to defend ourselves and attack them with and they must also know
we don't have weapons. They will try other ways to attack us and we cant
just rely on luck. One of the things they could do is ware goggles and
masks to protect their eyes and mouths against the gas and if they do, it
would make the helicopters much less effective, we need to carry
stun/flash grenades, if we can get authority to carry them of course.
Another thing is if they get that number to attack us again they could
split up into single boats or pairs and come at us from different angles,
that will stretch us a lot more and we need to get the Rockall to
practice attacks like that on us." They talked some more before the off
watch stood down. Scott rang Phillip on the O5 saying he would sail with
them for another 24 hours and after making sure no one else was following
them, they would turn round and make for Sri Lanka. Meanwhile the tracker
on the top of the bridge continued to send out the Jean's position even
though no pirate boat would be able to get to pick them up now as the
distance was too great. Scott would now spend a great deal of time in
conference calls to William and their legal people discussing his need to
get agreement for him to carry stun/flash grenades and release them from
the helicopters. He also told Marcel and Jon to contact the helicopter
makers to see if they could come up with a plan to install an extra fuel
tank to increase their flying time, he knew this last attack could have
gone very wrong if the pirates had stayed behind them for another 15
minutes instead of attacking when they did. He got the boys and the three
engineers together and asked them to start planning a way
of securing grenades to the helicopter skids and a release system should
he get permission to carry them.
"How many would you want on them Skip?"
"Dunno, four?"
"Well we will start planning, but one thing for sure is you will
definitely need that extra fuel tank if you can carry them, so the flying
time could very well remain as it is." On that cheery note Scott left to
beat up Jerry and Paul, he was as wound up as a spring and could not wait
to get at them. It didn't quite work out like that and cussed himself as
he hit the mat for the forth time. Paul had told him so many times that
to fight and not stay focused and calm would only have one result,
failure. He didn't let it happen again.


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First Officer Jerry O'Brian and Second Officer David Hammond of the Ocean
6 sat quietly in the lounge of the Solent View Hotel near the docks
waiting for their dates to turn up. As agreed they were dressed in suits
looking like businessmen waiting for other businessmen to turn up, well
it was really but with only one topic on the agenda, sex.

They spent a lot of time on gay chat sites and so far had met up with
four other couples during short breaks while in various countries during
their travels and had fond memorise whilst in Newfoundland, New York,
twice and Bergan when they had two days and nights on shore leave and met
two couples. When in New York the second time both of them took a great
liking for black guys who lived up to all expectations and indeed both
were very well endowed and knew how to use their 9 inches and, as a
bonus, very nice guys as well. They were still in contact.

The two they were waiting for now they had also met on a chat site and
had been meeting on line for two months and all four got on very well.
These two were also black, Somali's living and working in London, both
six foot plus tall, handsome as hell and extremely friendly and polite.
The conversation never stopped and for the first four on line meetings
sex was not even mentioned, just talking about work, families, holidays,
hobbies, but it was when hobbies were talked about Dayib opened up the
reason why he and his cousin, Fahmi were talking to Jerry and David when
he said, "men as well as photography." Jerry took the hint.
"Does that include photographing men then?" Jerry asked.
"Of course, men are the most beautiful creatures God made and if I may
say so, that includes you two. Some guys even think we are good to look
at, I have taken loads of me and Fahmi and if you promise not to share
them I will send you a couple sometime." From then on the conversations
became more personal and Jerry and David lapped it up.
The photos duly arrived showing both men in all their semi naked beauty,
two of each of them in a bedroom and both with boxer shorts on and a semi
hard on to add to the interest. They were stunning even though their
faces had been pixled out.

Dayib and Fahmi sat on their train from Waterloo in London to Southampton
looking at the photos of Jerry and David, two with them posing in their
briefs and the ones they had found on the Ocean Shipping Company's web
site with them in uniform and also all the other crew as well as many of
their ship, the Ocean Six and all the other ships, but in particular the
ones that sailed off the coast of Somalia. They also looked again at the
photos and videos of the Captain and crew of the Lady Jean Peterson.
"It could work Fahmi, lets just see if we can become "friends" of these
guys, we have plenty of time to plan and organise ourselves, just don't
make them suspicious of why we are getting with them, they are roaring
homosexuals and will only have one thing on their minds, us."

Jerry and David had sat at a table so they could see the main door and
reception. The door opened and their dates came in, 26 year old Dayib
Umar, 6ft 3 tall, slim and very smart in his black suit followed by 24
year old Fahmi Yassin also slim and like his cousin 6ft 3 and looked
every bit the businessmen in his light gray suit. They smiled as they
approached Jerry and David with hands held out, all four men introduced
themselves formally then sat down and talked for a long ice breaking
time.

"So your bankers and work with a charity? Jerry asked.
"Yes, we left Somalia eight years ago after we were offered jobs at the
African Commercial Bank and send money home to our families, after a year
we had been here we decided to start a charity for the kids back home,
I'm sure you know about what's going on in Somalia and we spend a lot of
time raising funds to try to make a difference to them, so far we have
raised over four thousand,  it doesn't sound that much, but its helped so
many kids. We hope to raise even more in the next year and are very
confident we can double what we have already raised, the kids need it so
badly and because of the generosity of the British many of our children
are doing much better. You must pass within a few miles of them when you
sail by Somalia."
"We have ships that do and because of the troubles there we have an
escort ship to take us through all pirate areas, but our ship sails to
America, Canada, Scandinavia and northern Europe, but in about six months
its rumoured we are taking over from another ship who has a six
month major refit and may take her place going to South Africa, India and
Australia."
"Is it likely to happen?"
"We are pretty sure it will, but the company have to sort out the
contracts we do first, they wont want to loose them."
Music to their ears and now the Englishmen had confirmed what they wanted
to know it was time to change the subject and talk about the other reason
why they were there. This first meeting could guarantee future meetings
and Dayib and Fahmi would be pulling out all the stops to make sure it
would happen. They would forget their natural tendency to dominate and
instead become what ever these two wanted then to be, if that included
domination, so be it.

"Look guys since we first started to talk on line we have hoped to meet
up and now here we are and its time to be up front." Dayib paused for
effect. "Look guys I know we could go to your room, but Fahmi and I would
like us to split up, me with you Jerry and Fahmi with you David, I can go
and book a room and we also hope we can swop over and then even all get
together? How does that sound to you guys?" It was readily agreed and
Dayib went off to book.

The hotel lounge was quite big and comfortable with private seating so
guests could talk business, sign contracts or even make arrangements to
got to a room for a fuck.
Dayib returned to their table smiling.
"All done, are we ready to go gentlemen?" They all stood up and left.

There were about about 20 other guests in the lounge and nobody took any
notice of either "couple" as they left, except that is for the two men
sitting at the far end of the room who were only there because Dayib and
Fahmi were, they had been under surveillance for a month.
"Looks like we have two more to add to the list, I bet those cunts are
fucking one another as we speak, I know our boys have only just booked
in. Ok, you stay here Tim and I will out to eat, we will swop in three
hours. The Special Branch Officer got up and went out while Tim reread
the reports about the two men they were there to observe and also look at
the photos of all four men they had taken with the mini camera.


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Four hours before the Jean would leave the O5, Scott went out two miles
from her and circled the ship at full speed while Marcel and then Jon
took off and flew out another two miles to ensure there were no other
mother ships out there, they had never been seen at this distance anyway,
but Scott knew they had been followed and assumed it was pure chance. Now
that the area was safe they waved goodbye to the O5 and turned back
towards Sri Lanka and a few days off waiting for the O1 to come from
Australia and meet up with her and escort her all the way to the Red Sea.
The news of the attack was being reported and there was intense media
interest and Scott was on the phone for ages. He even agreed to go live
with one tv news group and got grilled as to his purpose and intentions.

Was this revenge for his mothers death and how did he know HE wasn't
killing people himself? Did he carry weapons or any other means that
could cause injury to others? Did he understand why there was piracy and
the social state of those countries involved? Why did he not leave it to
the international Naval forces to do their work and keep out of the way?
What was his qualifications to Captain a ship as he was so young? And the
final question that did it for him. "Is it true you are an all gay crew?"

To be fair to him he answered all the questions as best as he could but
could be excused for not being that confident when it came to dealing
with the media after all until now he didn't have much experience of
doing so, but they had years of it trying to get a story that would give
good headlines. In the end he refused to take calls and referred the lot
to the Company's legal people. Finally William got involved and gave a
great interview after which Scott and the Lady Jean Peterson had many
more thousands following them on the internet and most hoping for more
action! Jerry helped no end by producing edited versions of all the
actions the Jean had been involved in as well as a video of the crew
in their everyday routine and loaded it onto their newly created web
site. As it turned out, it was a very good thing and helped Scott no end
in getting what he wanted to be able to protect his ship and the ones he
was escorting. Other shipping companies began to approach the Ocean
Shipping Company and agreed terms for Scott to escort their ships when he
was available. The Lady Jean Peterson could now be in a position to pay
for herself.

The approach to Colombo South Harbour is not without its difficulties and
navigation can be a bit of a challenge as there is so much traffic. The
harbour itself is entirely man made and sticks out into the Indian Ocean.
Scott had to wait an hour for the pilot to come on board to take him
into the Bandaranayake Quay which would have been the original harbour
during British Colonial times. As the Pilot took the Jean to her mooring
Scott was looking at the ship following him in, it was a Royal Navy ship,
HMS IoW and, he assumed, on a courtesy visit to Sri Lanka, he was half
right.

"Finish with engines."

For the third time since they had left home the Jean fell silent and now
secured to their mooring, they all gathered in the saloon after
the customs and officials had done their work and left.
They had started to become used to the effect it had on all of them and
now that they were moored up and not out at sea they all wondered what to
do next! Scott made all of their minds up.

"Thanks to all of you for some really fantastic work. I know my dad would
say the same as well............Look I know how much I owe you all and
without you this ship could not do her work, but if you don't mind I want
to take Andrew to our cabin and thank him in the same way as you want to
thank YOUR partner. Please excuse us." Scott went to Andrew and gently
kissed him. Scott looked at Andrew and did not hold back, they all heard
his next words.

"You are my life and without you, I have no life." Scott held Andrew's
hand and took him out of the saloon. Nobody cheered or said anything,
instead they too kissed their partner and went to their own cabins.

Nothing was said as they undressed one another and went into the shower.
They soaked and turned the water off then soaped one another for a very
long time and afterwards turned the water back on to wash the soap away.
They dried one another off and then went to their bunk and made love. It
was so tender, loving, sensual and exciting as they once again explored
every inch of one another's body with hands, fingers, tongues and lips
until finally they made love in the most beautiful and physical way it
is possible to do.

Lady Jean Peterson would have loved it, especially as this is what all
the crew were doing as soon as they had all got to their own cabins. Even
Reggie was up for it and gave Freddy the memory of their first time
together 26 years before!

They may have fours days in harbour but the work continued on general
maintenance, cleaning, resupplying and refuelling which took the whole of
the first day and a half. From then they were free to enjoy what Colombo
had to offer and there was a lot it.

They all went off to find Mount Lavinia beach except Scott and Andrew,
Scott had a long video call with William and their lawyers in London
which went on a bit and by the time it was finished they were an hour
behind everyone else. Andrew secured the hatch and they went down the
gang way to go out of the harbour to find a taxi but were met by a Royal
Naval officer who was about to come on board.
"Hello, I'm Scott Peterson and this is Andrew Bushman." They all shook
hands and the officer introduced himself.
"I am Lieutenant James Welsh engineer officer on HMS IoW. The captain
asked me to come over and wondered if he could visit you sometime. He
needs to discuss something urgently with you."
"Really? What?"
"He didn't say, but apparently its quite important. The communications
officer will also come if that's alright with you Captain."
Scott told him 9am the next day and they went off to find a taxi.

"Wonder what that's all about?"
"I expect they want me to join the Navy and become an Admiral Andrew and
you as my cabin boy."
"Yeah, you could be right, but the other way round."
"The Royal Navy is fucked then."
"You certainly would be." They squeezed hands and forgot about tomorrow.

They found the crew after a slow stroll along the waters edge just
enjoying one another's company and talking about family and homes'

"When we get to Cape Town would you like to fly home for a week Andrew?
I'm going to ask if anyone else wants to do the same, we can sail back
with half a crew."

"Can I think about it? I don't want to be away from you too long, but now
you mention it, it would be great to see everyone again of course. Look
out, troubles coming." They looked at Marcel and Jon running at them in
their tiny swim briefs and looking absolutely wonderful. They both tried
to force Scott and Andrew into the water, and failed.
They joined the others and spent an hour sunbathing and swimming, all
very relaxed and enjoyable and even more so as they were aware of some
really handsome guys who gave them a lot of smiles as they passed by and
some sitting a short distance away just looking with many,
"hoping." Marcel and Jon were never far away from Scott and Andrew and
loved being thrown all over the place and the water fights. The teens
lapped up the physical contact and neither Scott or Andrew were aware of
the rather stiff cocks below the water line.
Much later they found a food stall and eat a great sea food meal before
going back the ship for a few drinks to finish the day off.

"We have got the Captain and another officer from HMS IoW visiting at 9am
tomorrow, apparently they need to talk about something important, God
knows what though, but no need for anyone to stay to find out, Andrew and
I will meet them. What are you guys doing tomorrow? Andrew and I are
going to the market which is supposed to be a place not to miss then take
in the National Museum and learn about the British, Dutch and Portuguese
occupations of the country, I bet we don't come out too well."
They all had all made their plans and either couples or groups were going
their separate ways and  made arrangements for them all to meet up at the
Lagoon Restaurant at 8pm.
"I am in charge the day after tomorrow guys and we are going to Club Lush
which will be of no surprise is a gay club and we will all assemble there
by 9pm. Don't be late."
"Yes Colin."
"Can we come with you two tomorrow?" Marcel asked Scott and Andrew.
"Course you can, we just love baby sitting." Andrew smiled at them.
"Thanks Daddy."
"Now go to bed both of you, GO!" They shot out of the saloon, "G'night
oldies!"

Commander Dennis Waterman and Lieutenant Commander James Thornton came up
the gangway at 9am on the dot and introduced themselves to Scott and
Andrew, Marcel and Jon were still shagging in their cabin.

"Welcome aboard the Lady Jean Peterson." Scott introduced himself and
Andrew. "Nice to meet you, would you like a tour?"

An hour later they were in their cabin drinking coffee. Marcel and Jon
had by now finished fucking and thought it would be a good idea to
get up, shower and get into uniform and hang around out on deck just in
case Scott needed them for some reason.

"So Dennis, what's all this about?"
"We are convinced you have had a tracker put on your ship Scott, in fact
we know you have."
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