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Father Goose
Date: 3/7/2024, Categories: Group Sex Author: byBaztrachian
Author's Note: A story inspired by the 1964 movie of the same name. There's some period slang in the story and if any of it offends you then too bad. The Cast: Captain Bob Grant Leslie Ducasse - The French teacher Cheryl Locke - English student Verina Greenlaw - English student Laurelle Felsette - French student Stephanie Jansen - Dutch student Anneke De Groot - Dutch student Anne Sparks - English student Nicole Dumont - French student Jacintha Dekker - Dutch student ************ In the last days of November 1941 I was going to be on my way from Manila to Honolulu. I'd been doing some shipping jobs and ferry jobs down in the Philippines and where things were getting dicey between the world powers I figured it was time to head home. My ship was a seventy-five foot twin diesel motor yacht built in 1930 by a great firm in New Jersey that went bankrupt while the ship was being fitted out. The important parts were done but the interiors were never installed. The bank sold it to me in 1933 for $1500 when there were no other buyers. I did my best fitting out the interior spaces so they were comfortable enough for myself and a small crew. I named her "Galene" after the Greek goddess of calm seas. Once she was all checked out and had her certificates I set out for the Pacific. For seven years I made a decent living and managed to put away a fair amount in a trustworthy bank back in the States. I also kept a decent amount of cash on board ...
... for emergencies. Like the one I had when one of my diesels blew a rod a hundred miles off Brunei. I made the turn and limped back to Manila to get her fixed. I knew a decent shipyard there and soon enough had a deal for getting the engine fixed up. A couple very polite Navy Shore Patrol from Subic stopped by and advised me to stay aboard my ship with my two hands while the repairs were under way. They didn't mind if we looked around in the day time but they wanted us back aboard at night. I'd planned on doing that anyway so it was no great hardship. A couple days into the repair and a couple other mugs from the Navy showed up and had some questions about why I was there, what I'd seen while I was there, and when I planned on leaving. I invited them aboard and showed them my logs and my charts so they knew my story was on the up and up and after that they seemed satisfied and left. The next day they came back and arrested my two hands. Seems those two knuckleheads had gotten into some rhubarb in Sydney and the Aussies wanted to talk to them about it. I never saw them again. That left me belly up as far as crew went. I'd have normally stood a chance of finding some anchor clankers in Manila to help run the boat but all the merchant guys and even the gypsies had already beat it out of the area. December 1st was my departure date. I'd run the repaired engine overnight and she worked fine. The yard apes had done a great job on the boat and I made my appreciation ...