George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
He seemed distracted, looking out over the rail and staring at… nothing.
Only George knew what he was looking at… the memory of a beautiful woman, walking naked on the beach.
But he said nothing. He just stared.
So, the rest of the crew looked out over the rail and stared.
Nobody noticed the British Navy frigate closing in from the other side.
However, as they approached, they saw the pirates all staring, and they too stared that way..
No shots were fired, and the ships slowly drifted apart.