Thursday, April 24, 2008

Quimby the Sailor

The sailor Quimby had his own version of beatittude which he shared with the natives from time to time. It involived "fire water", taking baths in the barrels of 60 proof Bourbon that were salvaged from his shipwreck. Chief Monawakka was fond of Quimby and often joined him in these ritual baths which Quimby nicknamed "The Hot-Tub Club". The village was instructed to make their own spirit from the sap of the local Gahundi tree. Quimby named this sap-whiskey Sweet Otoan after the Otoan River which flowed through the little village. Sweet Otoan was hailed as the best spirit ever distilled, bottles selling for $100,000 at auction, making the villagers rich beyond their wildest dreams (their wildest dreams heretofore being the posession of 4 goats).

After 3 years of this Chief Monawakka came to love Quimby as a son and invited him to pick a wife from the tribe. Quimby was greatly honored and had been horny for some time. He chose Quatamaya, a slender and stoic 18 year old girl with sly eyes; the sight of whom had often excited him in the past. Her parents were greatly honored and killed their goat in celebration.

The wedding feast was vast and impressive as any in the west. The nuptuals themselves consisted of the priest screaming a tirade of blessings and finally spitting Sweet Otoan on them (an update of the traditional chewed tarrow root beer which had blessed weddings for centuries). The entire village chanted as Quimby was expected to mount Quatamaya and fuck her vigorously in the center square which he managed to do with some gusto dispite being under such pressure to perform. Several of the village elders took turns pushing on his ass help achieve deeper penetration and truth be told because they were curious as to the touch and feel, having never seen a white ass so close up.

The next spring Quatamaya bore him twin sons, Ebando and Hoobai; the first set of twins in the village in a hundred years. This was considered a great omen. The boys were blond-haired and blue eyed like their father and so esteemed by the village they could be expected to become chiefs of the tribe one day.

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