Turned out being pregnant would help her immigration status. “I shall pay you now,” she says and pushes past me into my cottage. xxx sex “Fuck off,” she replied. “But I have no money,” she says. “No, soon as we get Denzil sorted immigration will arrest you,” I explained. “I owe you for my life jacket,” she says. “Fuck’s sake Jethro, she leaking like a fucked stern gland,” Denzil informed me. Radar showed Trellewin bay coming up, “Nearly there lads,” I shouted down in to the fish hold where about forty blokes was crammed in. “Leave her tits alone then,” I shouted. “I guess she only knows one word.” I says. “Caught in a crab’s pincer,” I ventured. “What I said were’nt it.” he replied. Course that was bollocks, they’d get picked up quick smart but at least they was on mainland not a poxy uninhabited island two miles from the next poxy uninhabited island ten miles from the next poxy inhabited island. “Well it don’t make no sense the other way round does it?” I laughed, “You hurt Denzil’s feelings not fancying him.”
“And you Mister Captain, will you fuck me too?” she asked. You could see tears in her eyes. “Bout time filthy bastard,” Dan replied as he come alongside. And Denzil? “Er,” I says. This time she let Denzil stick a finger or two up her.
