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a woman's man

A woman’s Man
Women in the merchant fleet are nothing new, there have been
stewardesses, on ships since the late fifties. Before that we had
to do with mess-boys to bring us and as they had little interest in
the work and the crew hall suffered their unappetizing nearness.  
Some of the women were married or had a boyfriend amongst
the crew others not and they had a choice amongst men knocking on
their cabin door with water combed hair.  Being in the catering back
then it was easy to charm them since we were with them and took their
side  in a dispute, The downside they were ugly and middle aged.
But as the saying goes a cat’s colour does not matter if it can catch mice,
and again I ended up being the lover of older women... I got so used
to this that my first wife was ten years older than me.; and older women
had more experience in love making, I mean one didn’t had to point out
the obvious. But dalliances like this didn’t last long, usually the captain or
the chief officer took an interest for a middle aged woman her economic
future was more important than mere sex that was funny but had short
levity and often ended in tears.  Then suddenly I was fifty and had been
a whore for a long time, before I met a girl 25, got married- don’t know how-
I was married and had two children. My young wife knows nothing of my
past, she thinks of me as a helpless person a victim of circumstances caused
by my inherent niceness.
Written by oskar
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