Just when boating for hours and hours and you are getting bored something always crops up or catches your eye. Having slowed down because of the large wake created by some speeding Dutch barge and having threatened to drown the bastards, the First Mate espied something on the river bank. The Captain ordered the First Mate to slow down and stop over on the south bank of the river. The Captain jumped off and investigated the source of the First Mate’s interest.
The First Mate had seen a pair of pink panties on the River Bank. The Captain picked them up and said “Phil they’re too big for you but they may fit the Cabin Boy”. Yuck said the Cabin Boy, I’m not wearing any dirty panties”. The Captain examined the panties with tender, loving care and declared that they were very clean indeed with no stains at all front and back and to prove it and having a mind of their own, the panties suddenly threw themselves gusset- wise onto the Captain’s willing nasal organ with the minimal help from the Captain.
Just how a pair of pristine panties could get onto the river bank was a mystery but as we journeyed down the river we did see several ladies wearing pink clothes and just wondered which of these had discarded her panties and far more interestingly for what reason and why?
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