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attitude but she did have every right to rebuff him, he had been a complete ass.
Allowing myself a moment to relax, I poured myself another whiskey, offering Jack the same. He accepted the tumbler of golden liquid and took a seat opposite me.
“It's gonna' take longer than I thought breaking that one in,” he gestured towards the stairs where he'd last seen Denna fleeing.
“I'm not sure why you feel the need to break her?” I argued gently. "She obviously isn't interested and it would make this trip much more pleasant if you'd give that shit a rest."
Jack sat back against the bench, surveying the view outside the porthole. His posture was bold and he reminded me of a boy I had gone to school with who found a twisted sense of pleasure in bullying anyone he didn't take a liking to; the vulnerable and less popular kids. Because of my size, (quite tall for my age) he had always left me alone and on one occasion, I'd helped out one of the less fortunate kids. If this was to be the case with Denna, then I needed to keep my wits about me. Something told me that Jack saw Denna as a challenge and he wasn't accustomed to losing. I wasn't prepared to tolerate that kind of behavior on my boat or during my trip so from now on Jack would be monitored at all times.
It was awkward, because of my feelings towards Jack I was finding it difficult to strike up a normal conversation. He continually looked distracted as if he was planning something and I noticed there was a lot of heavy, frustrated sighing coming from his corner of the bench.
“Don't you get lonesome living your life like this?” Jack eventually asked. I wasn't sure whether he was genuinely interested or he was just filling in the empty silence.
“Not really, I like my own company and I know if I want to go off anywhere, I can. Kelly and I are good friends and I love our son. I always have plenty to do to keep me busy and I have little time for boredom.” I explained while topping off my drink, Jack also accepted a refill. Every now and again, we could hear Denna walking around on the deck above.
“She'd cure my boredom, that's for sure.” Jack sneered. “Bet she's a fire cracker in the sack.”
"You touch her against her will on board my ship and I'll throw you overboard," I said with a great deal of sarcasm. I wanted him to know if he did anything stupid, he'd have to answer to me.
His crass reference repulsed me, it was bad enough that I was having to share my social time with this idiot, but I wasn't prepared to listen to his vile words any more.
“Denna deserves a little more respect than that don't you think, or do you speak about all women like that?” I wasn't usually so confrontational but the circumstances and perhaps the whiskey had made me so.
Jack stretched his legs out from underneath the bench, he was relaxed, almost idle in his demeanor, “I speak from experience Captain, which I'm sure you can relate to as you choose not to have a manipulative woman in your life either. I believe that each and every woman in this world is nothing more than a prostitute. I don't mean that all women accept money for sex, but in exchange for a certain lifestyle, they make sure their men are sexually taken care of, to me it's the same thing. Women like Denna need to be shown they are more useful flat on their back.”
I wasn't so much surprised by his attitude as I was angry, “You don't know the first thing about me Jack, I don't have a woman in my life for very different reasons than you've suggested and quite frankly I don't agree with your concept that all women are prostitutes. Kelly has never relied on anyone for help. She lost her husband at twenty and raised Will all by herself while she struggled through college and then med school. I resent your implication that women are only searching for a man to handle their problems while all they have to do is spread their legs to get what they
Allowing myself a moment to relax, I poured myself another whiskey, offering Jack the same. He accepted the tumbler of golden liquid and took a seat opposite me.
“It's gonna' take longer than I thought breaking that one in,” he gestured towards the stairs where he'd last seen Denna fleeing.
“I'm not sure why you feel the need to break her?” I argued gently. "She obviously isn't interested and it would make this trip much more pleasant if you'd give that shit a rest."
Jack sat back against the bench, surveying the view outside the porthole. His posture was bold and he reminded me of a boy I had gone to school with who found a twisted sense of pleasure in bullying anyone he didn't take a liking to; the vulnerable and less popular kids. Because of my size, (quite tall for my age) he had always left me alone and on one occasion, I'd helped out one of the less fortunate kids. If this was to be the case with Denna, then I needed to keep my wits about me. Something told me that Jack saw Denna as a challenge and he wasn't accustomed to losing. I wasn't prepared to tolerate that kind of behavior on my boat or during my trip so from now on Jack would be monitored at all times.
It was awkward, because of my feelings towards Jack I was finding it difficult to strike up a normal conversation. He continually looked distracted as if he was planning something and I noticed there was a lot of heavy, frustrated sighing coming from his corner of the bench.
“Don't you get lonesome living your life like this?” Jack eventually asked. I wasn't sure whether he was genuinely interested or he was just filling in the empty silence.
“Not really, I like my own company and I know if I want to go off anywhere, I can. Kelly and I are good friends and I love our son. I always have plenty to do to keep me busy and I have little time for boredom.” I explained while topping off my drink, Jack also accepted a refill. Every now and again, we could hear Denna walking around on the deck above.
“She'd cure my boredom, that's for sure.” Jack sneered. “Bet she's a fire cracker in the sack.”
"You touch her against her will on board my ship and I'll throw you overboard," I said with a great deal of sarcasm. I wanted him to know if he did anything stupid, he'd have to answer to me.
His crass reference repulsed me, it was bad enough that I was having to share my social time with this idiot, but I wasn't prepared to listen to his vile words any more.
“Denna deserves a little more respect than that don't you think, or do you speak about all women like that?” I wasn't usually so confrontational but the circumstances and perhaps the whiskey had made me so.
Jack stretched his legs out from underneath the bench, he was relaxed, almost idle in his demeanor, “I speak from experience Captain, which I'm sure you can relate to as you choose not to have a manipulative woman in your life either. I believe that each and every woman in this world is nothing more than a prostitute. I don't mean that all women accept money for sex, but in exchange for a certain lifestyle, they make sure their men are sexually taken care of, to me it's the same thing. Women like Denna need to be shown they are more useful flat on their back.”
I wasn't so much surprised by his attitude as I was angry, “You don't know the first thing about me Jack, I don't have a woman in my life for very different reasons than you've suggested and quite frankly I don't agree with your concept that all women are prostitutes. Kelly has never relied on anyone for help. She lost her husband at twenty and raised Will all by herself while she struggled through college and then med school. I resent your implication that women are only searching for a man to handle their problems while all they have to do is spread their legs to get what they
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