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"Quest for Dolores"

Novel By: achristop
Action and adventure


Sequel to "The Privateer" View table of contents...


Chapters:

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Submitted:Oct 27, 2007    Reads: 240    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


 

                  The Quest for Dolores (Chapter One)


 
                  My lasting memory, is of the sight of my lovely, pregnant
                  wife…dishevelled, pale and trembling, struggling with her
                  emotions, and re-living the vivid detail of the torture of her
                  friend and close companion Dolores! This has made an indelible
                  impression upon me! However, luckily, she had escaped the
                  nightmare of an ordeal at the hands of the Arab slavers and
                  Redbeard! Unlike the unfortunate Dolores…. the close, even
                  intimate, companion of my First Mate Moses! We could only
                  guess at her fate! My Executive Officer had taken the “Anna
                  Baptiste”, our trusty ship, along with her crew, to make a
                  quick search and appraisal of the mainland port of
                  Port-de-Paix. Hoping, in vain in my opinion, to find Dolores,
                  and be of assistance to any of the mainland inhabitants that
                  needed our help, and, make an immediate return! The need to
                  expedite the search for her abductors further afield was upper
                  most in my mind! Firstly however, I had the welfare of my wife
                  and unborn child to think about! I had kept Doc Crossley, our
                  ship’s surgeon here on Tortuga! I wanted his opinion on the
                  mental health of Anna after her experience, and the
                  reassurance that all was well with our child! They were alone
                  together at the moment, Anna undergoing his medical
                  examination! I waited with bated breath! Meanwhile I had sent
                  the young lad (we had nicknamed him Masta) that had been a
                  witness to the wholesale slaughter and violation of the
                  residents of the village and harbour area, to see if he could
                  recruit for me a new housekeeper from the village, if anyone
                  was left alive there!
                  The door to the bedroom, our lovely honeymoon nest (now a
                  ransacked shambles) opened and a stern faced Crossley
                  descended the stairs to me! I stood at the foot of the stairs,
                  my heart trembling with apprehension!
                  “Harrumph!…” He cleared his throat, “Captain sir! I have
                  examined your wife both physically and mentally! I find no
                  reason for doubting her, when she says she is fine! However, I
                  note that her experiences have taken a heavy toll on her
                  psychologically! She is in a very anxious state, and will
                  require rest and some sedation! I have administered some
                  Laudnum which will keep her sleepy and allow the mind to heal
                  a little! As for the baby….I hear the little heartbeat with my
                  ear pressed to the abdomen, therefore I feel that the child
                  has escaped any trauma and should go to full term!”
                  The relief surged through me! I felt a great weight leave my
                  shoulders!
                  “Thank you Bones!” I took his hand “From the bottom of my
                  heart! Thank you!”
                  “ ’Tis nothing sir! But, I would advise you to let her rest,
                  and refrain from any, shall we say….intimacies…until we can
                  assess the situation further!”
                  Refrain from any intimacies? The man was mad! I had no
                  intention of any intimacies at this particular time! I only
                  wanted the safety, security and health of my wife…then to take
                  my crew and ship and hunt down the scum that had invaded our
                  peaceful existence!
                  “I take what you say in mind Bones! I can assure you,
                  intimacies, as you so succinctly put it, were the last things
                  on my mind at the moment!”
                  “Aye Captain! I know, but ‘twas my sincere advice only! Not a
                  personal thing! Only advice I would give to any man!”
                  We were in deep conversation about Anna’s sedation, period of
                  rest and recuperation etc, when the young lad Masta returned
                  with an woman of Caribbean descent, aged about 50 years in
                  tow! She carried a basket covered with a large cloth towel or
                  somesuch! She approached me and held out a hand in greeting.
                  “Cap’n suh! My name is Malan…I come look after Lady
                  Anna…Dolores was my friend suh! I wish to ‘elp! I ‘ave bring
                  some food! Some bread and Papaya suh! I know you want go look
                  for bad people…Cap’n suh I look after Lady Anna while you
                  gone! It be my pleasure an’ my duty suh, as a friend of
                  Dolores! I wan’ you to find ‘em Cap’n and kill them!! Ver’
                  slowly! But….find Dolores! Please!!!”
                  “I will Malan!….You have my promise on that! I will pay you
                  for your time and for the food you have kindly brought”
                  “Tsk! No pay Cap’n I do it for Dolores and for you and Lady
                  Anna!..Now you go to her Cap’n! Make your plans to find my
                  friend! You ‘ave my promise I will see no ‘arm come to Lady
                  Anna suh!”
                  “Thank you Malan! I know Anna will be very pleased that a
                  friend of Dolores has come to help! I shall go to her now and
                  tell her of your arrival!”
                  I pulled her close and looked into her eyes! I could see trust
                  in them! Trusting eyes that suddenly gave me the confidence to
                  think we might be able to undertake our quest after all! Our
                  “Quest for Dolores”!!!
                 

 

                  I crept softly up the stairs to our bedroom. I turned the
                  handle of the door very quietly, inched the door ajar, and
                  peeked inside.
                  “Crees? Crees is that you?” Anna’s voice, soft and sounding of
                  sleep, was such a relief to hear.
                  “Yes my love! It is me! I won’t disturb you! I just wanted to
                  see if you were sleeping!”
                  “Oh Crees! I miss you and I miss love! Pleez lay with me?”
                  “Anna! My lovely Anna…the doctor has told me to let you rest!”

                  “Tsk!!! Doctor? Ha!…Lie alone I not get well! Lie with you…I
                  get well! Doctor? Tsk!!I say if I lay with you mon amour!”
                  I slipped off my clothes and joined her in our bed! This same
                  bed had been our wedding bed….now… the palliasse had been
                  destroyed, and a new one purloined from the ship! It was
                  slightly smaller than our original, but would suffice!
                  I took Anna in my arms! She was dressed in a cotton shift that
                  she swiftly stripped off. I held her nakedness close to me!
                  “Oh mon amour! I ‘ave miss you! I ‘ave miss your love!”
                  She turned her lips to mine and we kissed deeply, and at
                  length! Panting, I drew back mindful of Crossley’s warnings!!
                  “Anna! We can’t Anna! The doctor has forbidden it!”
                  “Forbidden?? Hah!! Forbidden?? Cochon!!!…Mon amour I need you
                  to love!!”
                  “Anna! He is mindful of the baby only! That is all!”
                  “Crees! Maybe you kiss me? Oui! Kiss me?”
                  She lay back wantonly, inviting me to pleasure her! I placed
                  my head upon the swelling belling, the belly that contained
                  our child. I listened, no sound came. Maybe the baby was too
                  young yet for heart beats to sound! I smiled and raised my
                  eyes to hers! I traced my wet lips across her stomach to her
                  breasts, gently taking each nipple into my mouth in turn,
                  flicking with my tongue…she sighed with contentment, her
                  thighs squirming with need! As I ministered to her breasts,
                  her hips started to rise and fall. I left the peaks and
                  returned to the soft, smooth, silkiness of her belly, tracing
                  my lips and tongue down, down, until I reached her centre! I
                  flicked at the top of her womanhood with my tongue, her hips
                  arched in response! I slipped our of the bed, and went to the
                  foot of the bed, I climbed between her spread thighs and
                  recommenced my teasing, running my tongue along her inner
                  thighs, staying well clear of the area she wished me to
                  concentrate on! Her panting moans, sounds from deep in her
                  throat, told me of her pleasure! I suddenly moved forward and
                  stabbed at her nub of pleasure with my tongue! She gave a wild
                  cry and arched forward to give me deeper access to her! I
                  flicked at her, raising my hands to her breasts! I gently took
                  her nipples between thumbs and forefingers and caressed them
                  as I continued with my tongue! There was a sudden flurry of
                  movement! In such a short time, with hardly any warning, I
                  knew she was about to climax….her hips drummed against the
                  bed….she reached down and tried to force my tongue deep into
                  her…..a juddering, shaking moment, a long wailing cry….
                  “Oh Crees! Mon amour! J’taime”
                  I held on as her climax exploded, it lasted for too short a
                  time! She gradually ceased her movements, and I continued to
                  gently lap at her womanhood, slowly caressing her body,
                  stroking her gently, helping her come down! I stayed like that
                  for several minutes…I felt her fingers in my hair relax! I
                  felt her thighs relax! I raised my head…Anna was asleep!!! A
                  look of contentment on her face! I eased softly from the bed,
                  covered her with the coverlet and crept softly from the room!
                  Well Doc!! I had followed your orders!! Well to a degree!!!
       

 

                  I thought I would take a short walk to ponder upon some of the
                  questions that were circling about in my head! I felt as
                  though my mind was in a complete fog! I couldn’t concentrate
                  upon the issue of our baby and my wife whilst this scum was at
                  large and free! I walked out of the front door and crossed the
                  shingle path, maybe I would walk the grounds! The breeze from
                  the sea rustled in the trees. The sky was cloudless, but I
                  detected a hint of haze and maybe, just maybe, a feeling of
                  dampness in the air! I looked skywards, turning through 360
                  degrees! Over to the south there was just a hint of a darkness
                  on the horizon! Perhaps a quick walk to the cliffs! I strode
                  through the gates along the path leading to the main path,
                  birds were not a lot in evidence I thought! Perhaps we were in
                  for a blow! Yet there was still a clear sky! No patchy,
                  barracuda sky! No cirrus cloud! Why did I think there was a
                  change in the weather coming? I knew not!
                  I arrived at the main path, and clambered to the grassy knoll
                  atop the huge cliff! I looked out to seaward, there was
                  definitely a darkening line on the horizon! I turned through
                  90 degrees… a ship!! I quickly ran back to the house for a
                  glass, returning a few minutes later, I raised the telescope
                  to my eye, and through the scratched lens saw the distinct
                  silhouette of the “Anna”!…. Moses! I wanted to run back and
                  tell Anna, but she would be asleep after her sedation draught!
                  Instead, I ran down the cliff path towards the harbour!
                  Perhaps now there would be news of Dolores, or at least news
                  of the Pirate gang! I just hoped that Port-de-Paix had escaped
                  unharmed!
                  As I descended towards the harbour, I felt the first damp
                  gusting of the wind! It was fitful, but it held a threat in it
                  I felt! I almost tumbled as I reached the base of the
                  cliff-path, I was anxious to find out what Moses and my crew
                  had found out! Raising the telescope to keep the “Anna” in
                  view, I saw with dread, that indeed, the horizon was filling
                  in with dark ominous cloud! There was going to be a blow…I
                  thought upon the date!….30th of July….maybe the season for
                  storms? Sometimes in these parts the wind could rise to
                  fearful proportions! I swung the telescope back to the “Anna
                  Baptiste”…she had full sail including stuns’ls set and was
                  making good speed! Perhaps they would be berthed and battened
                  down below before the blow reached us!
                  The wind suddenly blew hard against my face, swing in an arc
                  across it! I felt it’s chill dampness. There was water in that
                  wind! Lots of it! The air was laden with moisture! I felt we
                  were not only in for a blow, but more likely, in for a storm!
                  And a wet one at that!
                  The dark clouds were now encroaching fast! I swung the glass
                  back to the “Anna”..she was taking in canvas? I waited with
                  bated breath! What was Moses thinking? He had surely seen the
                  approaching weather? I felt he should have cracked on a
                  spinnaker to try and make the harbour before it started! It
                  would take quite a time to develop into a proper storm, and
                  the “Anna” was within striking distance…only perhaps an hour
                  away! Why take in canvas? I pondered long on this puzzle!
                  Then…..I SAW IT!!!.... Another ship!!.... Following the
                  “Anna”!! About 7 or 8 miles astern of her! I swung the glass
                  back again…Yes!!! The Anna was coming about! Damnation! Why
                  was I stuck here on land! Impotently fuming at my demise, I
                  paced back and forth, raising the glass, putting it down,
                  pacing again! The “Anna” had come about completely, and was
                  now setting back on her course to intercept the other ship! I
                  could only make out vague sail pattern on the other ship….the
                  wind gusted onto my cheek, stronger now! I dropped the glass,
                  and looking skywards, saw the tell tale forerunner of the
                  storm…a halo around the sun! It was going to be a blow
                  alright! And my crew were going to have to ride it out! Ride
                  it…and fight it whilst fighting a potential enemy? I peered
                  through the glass again….Steady!….steady!….then the vision
                  cleared a little…she was a large, lateen sail, felucca type of
                  vessel with three masts! The smallest being a type of mizzen!
                  The haze closed in again, and I couldn’t see her anymore! Was
                  she armed? Was she about to engage the “Anna”? Why else would
                  Moses turn back towards her? Fretting with frustration, I
                  could only pace the hard-packed soil and vent my spleen with
                  angry stamping of feet! Damnation! What the hell was going on
                  out there?? A splash on my face! Rain?? I looked seaward! The
                  whole horizon was now filled... as far as the eye could see,
                  with a blue-black, gunmetal cloud formation! I looked aloft!
                  The cloud, the portent of the storm, was gathering pace and
                  was now scudding across the sky, the sun disappeared behind
                  it, and the whole island was covered in gloom! It enveloped my
                  mood too! Damn! Another spatter of rain on my face….the wind
                  now rising to a steady 20 to 25 knots..still a breeze, but not
                  for long! God Moses….I don’t envy you having to fight the
                  stranger with this approaching weather front threatening!
                  There was nothing I could do! And so, with bitter frustration,
                  I decided to return to the house! We had a verandah that
                  looked to seaward, but not in the direction of Port-de-Paix
                  and Moses! Damn!!
                  I stomped through the gates…I might as well batten everything
                  down for the blow! I set to moving all the smashed bits and
                  pieces that lay all around in a mish-mash of destruction!! !
                  It was a mess, nothing could be salvaged from the rubble of
                  the raid, but some of the larger pieces of debris could be
                  dangerous in a gale! I picked up several lengths of timber
                  that had once been the porch-way, or colonnade of the
                  summer-house. There was a whole bunch of roofing material…I
                  set to work shifting it out of reach of the wind! Suddenly…the
                  rain hit! In a sudden downpour! It hammered upon my back as I
                  laboured! As soon as the rain started, the sky went dark, the
                  wind increased in tempo within minutes, and was soon blowing
                  through the trees, making them bend at a 30 degree angle! The
                  rain slashed at my face, I had to get this stuff out of the
                  danger zone! When the wind picked it up some more, it would be
                  hurled against the house! I lifted a huge area of wooden slat
                  roofing, and there, lying on the ground was the blue dress
                  that Dolores had been wearing when she waved us off!! And
                  there!…..there was the necklace that Moses had given her from
                  his treasure-share! Other miscellaneous clothing and
                  underclothing was scattered around as I lifted more of the
                  roofing!! I was pulling at the wreckage like a man
                  possessed!!! What if Dolores was here under this rubble? Was
                  her body here? I choked back a sob…and in the torrential rain,
                  dropped to my hands and knees and heaved with all my strength
                  at the huge amount of timber and roofing!!! Damn them to
                  hell!!! I choked back an angry sob!!! Dolores??? I dared not
                  think what I might find, but still bent to the task of finding
                  some leverage under the huge baulk of timber pillar! I wished
                  I was at sea with my crew! And…I wished Moses was here with
                  me!! Conflicting emotions!! Oh Dolores!!!!


                  I scratched with my bare hands trying to get leverage under
                  the huge baulk of timber! The rain pelted in a painful torrent
                  upon my bare back! I was angry, confused, bitter, but most of
                  all, apprehensive about what I might find when I lifted the
                  huge section of roofing! Had Dolores been killed? Was she
                  buried under this rubble? My fingers were cut and bleeding now
                  as I dug at the hard, stony ground. I managed to get a tunnel
                  dug under the main part of the pillar. It really needed two of
                  us at least to lift it, but I was there alone! I bent my
                  knees, and heaved! The huge colonnade pillar lifted from the
                  ground about six inches. I kicked a small boulder into the gap
                  underneath. I dropped it back again onto the stone! This had
                  given me a better purchase point! I bent and heaved…It came
                  reluctantly free, and I rested it on my bent knees for a few
                  seconds to get my strength back! It cut deeply into my flesh.
                  I heaved again, and this time the angle decreased, and the
                  lifting became easier! I needed about another foot of room to
                  see underneath! One more massive effort, and I had raised it
                  to shoulder height…I could see that underneath there was no
                  body! No Dolores! I was torn between two emotions. On the one
                  hand, relief that she was not lying there dead. On the other,
                  anxiety that she was alive, and in the hands of the pirate
                  slavers! Somewhere!
                  I dropped the pillar back to the ground. Lightning streaked
                  across the gun-metal coloured sky! The rain was now lashing at
                  me horizontally, the ground becoming softer with each passing
                  moment! If only I had waited! BOOOOOOM! BOOOOOOM!!! Two
                  distinct crashes! Gunfire or thunder? I knew not which! Then…a
                  roll of thunder followed from the direction of the harbour!
                  The other sound had come from the direction of the mainland!
                  GUNFIRE!!! The “Anna” must be either under attack or on the
                  offensive! Knowing my crew, and Moses, I would place a wager
                  on it being the “Anna” taking the fight to the enemy, whoever
                  that might be! I kicked at the wet, sodden mass of wood with
                  my boot in frustration! Damn the weather, I couldn’t be with
                  my crew, I couldn’t see them in action either! The rain became
                  incessant, accompanied by lightning and thunder. The wind had
                  risen to a screaming banshee of a gale! There was little more
                  I could do out here!
                  My thoughts returned to Anna. Now that I had made things safe,
                  I headed for the house. BOOOOM!!!…..BOOOOOM! BOOOOOM!!…..More
                  cannon fire! God! I felt so helpless! Impotent! A sailor
                  beached! Without a ship!!! Damn them to hell! All I could do
                  was hope that Moses would prevail! I ran into the house,
                  slamming and bolting the door! The shutters!! I had forgotten
                  the shutters on the windows! If this turned into a severe
                  tropical storm, there would be more damage unless I went back
                  out and fastened them! We had suffered several broken panes
                  from the pirate raid, but I needed to secure them to prevent
                  more damage! I unbolted the door and ran outside. I slammed
                  and fastened all the lower floor window shutters, then,
                  selecting a length of the timber I had secured against the
                  storm, I unhitched and fastened each upper window in turn,
                  using the broken end of the timber length as a tool! Happy I
                  had done all I could, I returned to the house and bolted the
                  door! I was soaked! My polished black boots were a mess. My
                  shirt was lying on the lawn somewhere, trampled into the
                  earth! I quickly stripped off my wet breeches and undergarment
                  and stood naked in the large hall! I shivered! I was
                  apprehensive! What was happening on the “Anna”? Damn the
                  weather! I sighed in frustration, and, climbed the large
                  staircase to our room! I would peek in at Anna, make sure she
                  was asleep, then carry a chair from the study into the room
                  and snuggle down to be at her side! Another huge roll of
                  thunder?… Yes! Thunder indeed! It was accompanied by the most
                  vivid flash of lightning! It lit the whole area like day! I
                  crept to the bedroom door, turned the handle and slowly opened
                  the door enough to peek in at the bed. Anna was awake, and
                  raising a languid hand, and curling her fingers, waved at me!
                  I looked into her sleepy eyes.
                  “Oh Crees! You come back to Anna? Come to our bed mon amour!
                  Is a storm oui?”
                  “Yes Anna! A storm is here! And Moses is at sea in it! I think
                  he is engaging an enemy ship! In this weather!!”
                  “Crees! Come to bed with Anna!..You will die with the
                  coldness?”
                  There was nothing I could do! I would have to wait out the
                  storm, then, find out the story of what transpired! I climbed
                  into bed beside my wife, who, snaked an arm around my neck and
                  drew me down to her lips!
                  “Sacre Bleu!! Crees! You are cold!!” she scolded! “Come mon
                  amour!!…Anna warm you Oui??”
                  We lay in each other’s arms while the world crashed and banged
                  around us! Sometimes, the wind howled so fiercely, I thought
                  the heavy tiled roof of the house would lift off at any
                  moment! The island was taking a severe battering! But so was
                  the “Anna” and my crew! I whispered a prayer to a God I had
                  always thought non-existent, and thought to myself….YOU
                  HYPOCRITE!!!
 
            
               

                 (To be cont.........)

 


          

 

 

  

                  
                  





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