Summer the First Time

Well! I don’t want to build my reputation as a cougar, but for my last post in the #SeptemberSongProject I wanted to touch on something of a fantasy of mine. I remember hearing this song in the 70s. We had a few baking hot summers in that decade so I can relate to the sun

Shiver me Timbers (and a bottle of rum!)

Part 1  and  Part 2 of this story can be found here, or this story can stand alone. As she lay under him, Lavinia tried to take stock of what’d happened, earlier that day she’d been a girl disguised as a boy, scrubbing the deck for a pittance of pay, now she’d become a woman, but

Shiver me Timbers (a little more!)

If you want to see how this story began, on a #WickedWednesday, start here. Lavinia knew how sex worked, she’d lived in a tiny cramped cottage with her family and witnessed her parents couplings at night, under cover of darkness.  She’d also heard plenty of bawdy talk since joining the crew of the Swallow; the