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The bell struck; and at the pipe of the bosun's call the hammocks came flying up, close on two hundred of them, to be stowed with lightning rapidity into the nettings, with their numbers all turned the same way; and in the rushing current of seamen Jack stood tall and magnificent in a flowered silk dressing-gown, looking sharply up and down the deck.

Chapter Five
HMS Surprise

Re: Dressing Gown

Date: 2013-03-24 06:39 pm (UTC)
heather_mist: (Nice Pants)
From: [personal profile] heather_mist
Male members only
Damn those male members! I don't suppose I'd get away with it if I bound up the old boobs and stuck a sausage down the front of my breeches, would I? Although that does rather defeat the object of the exercise... and there is still the question of the giveaway 'child-bearing hips'
*scratches chin thoughtfully*.
Maybe I'll just loiter outside looking all come hitherish... a member might just come hither? Maybe?

Re: Dressing Gown

Date: 2013-03-25 07:31 pm (UTC)
feroxargentea: (wolfs_clothing)
From: [personal profile] feroxargentea
It may not be genteel to mention it but *whispers* there is a shiny patch on your breeches where your sausage has oozed grease...

Re: Dressing Gown

Date: 2013-03-26 01:57 am (UTC)
heather_mist: (Nice Pants)
From: [personal profile] heather_mist
*g*
I hate it when it does that....