A salty breeze blew by the window as a suppressed voice kept echoing from the captain’s room filled with warm candles.
A silhouette with a rope tied at its waist slowly descended and arrived outside the window.
This was the captain’s room.
Marvin sneered, ‘This Captain George is indeed in the mood.’
Through the transparent glass he could clearly see everything.
A man with thick chest hair could be seen pressing a fair-skinned woman under him!
The captain angrily scolded, while not forgetting to move at the same time, "Quiet! Little whore!"
"If my father learns that I brought a woman on board, he would kill me."
The crew couldn’t bring women on board. This was an established custom. Rumors claimed that they would bring bad luck to ships on a long trip. But in fact, the reason Marvin saw so few women on board was very simple. In this kind of place with a high concentration of men, a woman might become the reason for a riot.
