Sometimes at sea a skipper will order his men to trim, batten down the hatches, and clear the deck of all litter. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. “Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. . Sebastian's arms were about her, his fists pumping her stomach as she coughed forth saltwater from her belly and lungs. She chuckled. It needs cultivating, I think. . ‘Can’t see a thing.
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