Sequoia Coast A Nation of Thieves

He almost had himself a full crew just by scrounging the shores. The Captain was rather pleased; he need only choose for himself a ship. Yet, he would not pass up the opportunity to add more to his ranks. Especially if this crew turned out to be a fraction as ruthless as his old crew, and especially a shapely female.

He spotted the reddish wench from a ways off, and stepped past her discarded leftovers as he trailed after her. Like he had with the white female before, he simply pursued from a distance and savored the sway of her hips and the curves of her flanks.