“Enjoy it,” Shane mumbled giving the salted pork a look that seemed to ask it why it was so unsatisfying. Carmen eagerly took it and smiled at Shane as she put the piece in her mouth in one fluid motion.

“You’re rather picky. No wondering why you’re so skinny.” Carmen said with her mouth still full. Shane didn’t once look in Carmen’s direction, knowing that if she did, she’d once again start picturing her naked. Not that she didn’t want to picture her naked, but it was rather difficult to think of anything else, hence her staring contest with her toes.

Shane went off in her mind once again, because making an effort not to look at Carmen simply reminded her why she was making an effort not to look at her in the first place, making the whole practice futile. She swallowed hard feeling Carmen’s curious eyes on her, but kept her eyes forward and trained on her toes in front of her hoping that Carmen would simply lose interest.

“What’s wrong with you?” Carmen asked softly noting that Shane clearly looked uncomfortable.

“Nothing,” Shane shook her head and gave Carmen a quick glance to appease her before turning her gaze in the opposite direction and downing a large gulp from her rum bottle to wet her parched tongue.

“Bull,” Carmen crossed her arms slightly glaring in scepticism at Shane. “Is this because I called you skinny?” Carmen asked and cocked her head to the side trying to catch Shane’s eyes as the lanky pirate was still staring off into the distance.

Shane laughed and took a deep breath in before shaking her head. She turned to Carmen and made certain to keep her eyes simply on the Latina’s brown pools so as not to let them wonder about and start visually undressing her again.

“No, it’s just the pork…” Shane gave a half smile and swallowed before licking her lips. Not even five whole seconds had passed and already Carmen was once again naked before her. Bare ass in the sand and hair flowing down in wild rings over her shoulders. Shane closed her eyes and shook her head trying to think of something, anything else.

“I caught me a turtle!” All the pirates turned and straightened their backs at the sound of Diego’s voice as he surfaced from mid chest height water clutching a turtle in his hands. However, the looks of anticipation across the crews’ faces vanished as quickly as they had come at the sight of it. The turtle was the size of a small dinner plate and could barely feed one pirate. Diego’s triumphant smile disappeared as soon as he saw the look of disappointment run across their faces . “Well, you do better!” Almost immediately after Diego had spouted out in defence of his turtle did Victor surface behind him with his large hands gripping the edges of a sea turtle roughly the size of a turnbuckle.