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In the silence that overcame me as I refixed my gaze upon the stark panorama, which had unfolded before my eyes, I recalled some vague passage from the Gospel of Luke (12:54-57): “When you see a cloud rising in the west, you say immediately that rain is coming—and so it does. When the wind blows [...] Not long afterwords, was I ordered to report to the XO’s stateroom. With some anxiety, did I proceed to his stateroom, for I had been on pretty good behavior, of late, or so I thought. “Come in,“ responded the XO to the knock on his door. “Mr. Drury, Sir,“ I reported upon entering his stateroom. [...] Over the next thirty days, I was made to perform the most inane work imaginable, tasks strictly meant to be punitive. Many an evening was I forced to scrub oily decks down in the bilges, on my hands and knees, with an old brush and can of scouring powder. Or worse yet, was I made [...] After we’d pulled out of Yokuska, later that morning, I was ordered by the master-at-arms to report, in dress whites, to the Captain’s stateroom for a Captain’s Mast. With my entry into the Captain’s stateroom on the heels of the master-at-arms, I found the XO and a yeoman from the ship’s office already standing by. [...] As Fate would have Her way, I was not destined to enjoy any pleasure cruise, for She was bound and determined to stir up the waters of life, enough to keep me at odds with the Navy. Unable to circumvent my fate for very long, I began to see why She had earned the name [...] Shortly thereafter, we were granted shore leave into some small port along the coast of South Korea, accessible only by launch. Since I had to stand watch that evening, I was unable to go ashore. But that didn’t stop those whose noses had sniffed out some free p___y. Hootin’ ’n’ hollerin’, like a pack of [...] |
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