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Before my Captain’s Mast, I pulled two days of shore leave in Japan. While the conversation for many of the crew gravitated down around sampling some of the finest p—y to be found anywhere on the Asian Continent, I looked forward to stepping out into the first foreign country I’d ever visited. I was disappointed, [...] It wasn’t until later on that morning that I saw the door inch open, ever so slightly. Having been ordered to report to the shipyard dispensary, I figured they (meaning the Navy) wanted to examine me, that is, my body, to see if I was physically fit to make a West Pac cruise after my [...] After what seemed like an eternity, the door to the stateroom suddenly burst open. In walked an older officer, whom I had never seen before. A hefty though fleshy gentleman, he introduced himself as the ship’s Chaplain. “What’s your name, son?“ he asked reassuringly. “Drury, Sir,“ I responded as I wondered what tack he’d take. [...] About the twentieth day of my fast, I woke up feeling light-headed and weak. Not till my heart started fluttering rapidly, as I stood up to get dressed, did I get scared. Scurrying up to the mess decks, I gulped down a glass of fruit juice, with the hope it’d alleviate these symptoms. Instead, I [...] Needless to say, I was devastated. While Mary had never verbally expressed her love for me, that message had certainly been conveyed in her physical responses to me. As I read ’n’ reread her letter, between the lines I spotted an immature love, one in which she wanted to enjoy the luxury of a romantic [...] To make matters worse, a day or so later, I received a very disheartening letter from Mary. I had begun to wonder about her after her letters had grown fewer in number and farther apart, which wouldn’t have bothered me so much if she hadn’t been the only consistent relationship in my life at the [...] The last few days Wulf was onboard, I clung to him like a pesky fly. I was so needy for a like-minded friend I couldn’t help myself. Buzzing about his head, I picked his brain for any tiny morsel that might help me to survive in this wasteland of dead heads after he was gone. [...] As he fell silent, I grew uneasy. What could I add to such an eloquent discourse? Besides feeling intimidated by his intellectual acumen, I was embarrassed that I had never given such thought to my situation. How could I? I was too wrapped up in my self, to have time to think about anything or [...] As a watchman of another sort, how quickly was I rotated, one night shortly thereafter, from one position to another, ever closer to where the Captain slouched in an elevated swivel seat on the starboard side of the bridge, with his feet propped up, while the rest of us humiliatingly acquiesced to his majesty’s every [...] |
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