Just before we set sail with C.A. Yates new collection We All Have Teeth
A little before the launch treat. The opening of the story in Piracy, the first Fox Pocket.
Leave the Pistol Behind
Anne the Bone was no fool.
Red Johnny Bootleg might be hung like a well-fed donkey, but he was a good for nothing bully of a blaggard and she was done with him. She’d been thinking with her cunny for too long, acting like a sex-starved old salt. Talented in the bedchamber he might be, but Red Johnny was the most incompetent captain she’d ever sailed with. No sooner had they stepped on that fucking island than they were in all kinds of hellish bother. No treasure was worth the kinds of shit they’d seen that day. Now, the black spot was upon him and there would be no running this time. He may have come within a breath of dancing with old Jack Ketch a hundred times – if you believed his tall tales – but Red Johnny’s voyage was near its end, the devil take him.
Every good for nothing pirate knew Fang Sank Island was a place to stay clear of. Still, pirates weren’t known for their restraint or lack of ambition when it
came to riches, and many had gone to the island never to be seen again. Red Johnny would be no different. He’d once told her that he’d wanted to be a pirate ever since he’d been suckling on his mama’s tit in one of Blind Bobba Boontang’s brothels on Carpenter Bay.