(Authors Note: I am currently writing this from Pensacola, Florida where this has always been a Navy town but I have never been on any of the bases so would not know the layout and because I am living here as I write this because of what this story entails I'd prefer to avoid a political problem here any more than I have now so I am setting this in Annapolis, to have a Navy town, and Navy personnel, but again there will be vague references as this is for plot setting and I have never been there before.
But that being said, the story though I want to point out the "rice and beans" line was lifted directly from a comment of a politician in Puerto Rico in November 2020 noting that upon statehood that "we will still speak Spanish and eat rice and beans" but that Puerto Rico will simply be a state at that point and so it is from that which I borrowed the concept for this story)
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Walter Wilcox had lived his whole life in Annapolis, Maryland, a Navy town of Navy towns in this country.
Walter knew not to try any bull with the male sailors but he was kind of a dick with the female sailors and one of his favorite things to do when in the presence of female sailors was to make light of the title of "seamen" and compare it to "semen" in a really juvenile manner but which had been a joke in the South Park episode of Super Best Friends where they did actually have an onscreen portrayal of the Prophet Muhammed that the network let air in 2001 but which now they do not air that re-run on Comedy Central, but in that episode there was a character based on Aqua Man which who was known as "Sea Man" and of course the joke was they would pronounce it "semen" and then make juvenile giggles at it all throughout the episode.
But it was one of Walter's favorite pastimes to harass the female sailors that way but little did he know one seawoman was getting pissed off at it and was determined to school Walter on the proper way to treat female Navy personnel and that once she did his life would never be the same again.
One of the sailors that Walter liked to constantly pester this way was Illeana Menendez, who was a puertoriquena whose parents had grown up in the Bronx but moved to Florida where she had spent most of her live in Orlando, though they eventually moved into their dream home of tract housing out in Osceola County.
Illeana had long been sick of Walter's bullshit, especially his juvenile jokes making fun of sailors by comparing the name to splooge.
Illeana wanted to teach Walter to show proper respect to lady sailors but she had no earthly idea of how to do so.
Illeana knew that part of this was the fact that she was Puerto Rican and that Puerto Rico has still been denied statehood despite multiple Yes votes for it on the island because of racist putas in both parties who just don't want a Taino state admitted to the Union where people speak Spanish and eat rice and beans.
And it hurt her the way the island had been abandoned by much of the rest of the country after Hurricane Maria, abandoned by people like the puta Walter Wilcox.
Ileana began searching her mind for how she could teach Walter a lesson on showing proper respect to the women who bravely serve our country in the Navy and she began discussing this with her friend Christine Medford, who was an Afro-Belizean who had naturalized as a child and had grown up in Margate in Broward County but who had been born in her native Belize and as she and Christine discussed it they realized what the best way was to teach Walter Wilcox to show proper respect to Navy women and so they began making their plans to give proper Navy Schooling to the prick Walter Wilcox.
It was a crisp fall day and Walter was sitting at the bar drinking Bud Light because he had absolutely no taste in good beer and when you think of those ridiculous commercials run making fun of the cultured beer drinker saying he should "drink mead", Walter was like those jerk offs when it came to his beer selection and he was someone who had never had a Tommyknocker Imperial Nut Brown Ale with the 9% ABV content or the blueberry pancakes beer SeaDog, nor even a solid Strawgator from the Abita Brewing Company.
Illeana and Christine walked in and sat down and Walter, being drunk off the cow piss that is Bud Light, began getting all belligerent with the girls while as borracho as he could be.
"Hey, Illeana and Christine, how are you little Navy girls doing today?" inquired Walter, in as obnoxious and slurred of a drunk voice as he could.
"You know Walter, we are serving our country, which you have never done, you should really have more respect," shot back Christine, with irritation in her voice.
"Oh, I guess you are right, Christine. I should have respect for seamen like you. Except that you are girls. Seamen. Seamen. Given that ya'll are such semen I am sure you get all sticky on those boats, don't you? Girls and semen, what a wonderful combination," retorted Walter, his voice laced with mockery.
"Oh fuck you, Walter," replied Illena with her voice tinged with a hidden rage, "you are the kind of fucking jerk that opposes statehood for Puerto Rico claiming it will always go to the Democrats even though the current Resident Commissioner to Congress is a Republican and the Governor is a woman and a Republican who endorsed the president's re-election and when Marco Rubio won the Puerto Rican vote by 20 points in Florida in 2016."
"What the fuck does Marco Rubio have to do with semen?" responded Walter with a question, his voice more mocking now than ever.
"It means you shouldn't make jokes about sperm to mock women in the Navy. We are serving our country and you aren't and Puerto Ricans have fought in every war since World War I and we still don't have statehood even though we are loyal Americans and the stars and stripes flies all over the island. The Philippines should have been a state but racist fucks didn't want a Catholic and Spanish speaking state so they gave Manila "independence" when they had served admirably in World War I and World War II, dying at Bataan with everyone else, when if statehood had been granted they would be like Hawaii is now" snarled Illeana in reply.
"I didn't realize semen got you Navy girls all passionate" mocked Walter.
Illeana at this point flashed a look in her eyes like she wanted to deck the shit out of Walter but as she did Christine began to speak with a more calm and subdued tone.
"Walter, I think Illeana may have been a bit unfair to you. Understand we women in the Navy basically have to do everything the men do and we are out on those boats in the open ocean and Coronavirus spreads especially on boats and other enclosed spaces but perhaps it's just because you have never spent real quality time with Navy women and so you know what Walter, how about you come by my apartment and you know what, Illeana will be there, we'll serve you dinner, and we'll make you see why you should appreciate what all sailors, but especially us Navy women, do to protect America and why you shouldn't make fun of people in the Navy by making 'semen' jokes." said Christine, with some compassion and kindness in her voice.
"You know what Christine, I'll give you Navy broads a chance. So when do you want me to come by?"
"Say 6 tomorrow evening, and don't worry Walter, we will take care of everything, you just bring yourself."
"Ok, it's a date, Christine."
Little did Walter understand all Christine meant when she said she'd "take care of everything."
The girls left the bar and Walter continued drinking more and more cow piss that people try and mislabel "beer" and then he stumbled home at closing time.
Illeana and Christine were excited because finally they were going to teach that jerk Walter a lesson in a way he would never forget it and after they were finished schooling him he would always show respect to the Navy, and especially Navy women.
The next day dawned and Walter went about his day thinking about the two girls inviting him over and all it would entail.
Meanwhile Illeana and Christine got everything ready to carry out their plans, and got the liquor and food, but also some rope, duct tape, and other interesting things, and Illeana printed off some stickers of the Puerto Rican flag and printed it on paper that would have an adhesive to it so that could stick it to something like a store bought sticker.
Illeana had something special in mind for the Puerto Rican flag stickers.
They were ready, because they knew Walter Wilcox would never be expecting this from them but they were going to do it for all women, for the Navy, but especially Navy women and Illeana especially as she thought about it viewed it as her patriotic duty and what she owed her people in order to help win statehood for the island.
Walter showed up at 6 and when he did Christine opened the door and led him in where he saw Illeana sitting on the sofa drinking a Mojito and Christine asked him if he wanted something to eat and he did and so she gave him a plate of the scallops she had boiled.
The girls and Walter got to talking and engaged in banter, and actually had him at ease and they got along quite a bit.
But Illeana and Christine were determined to succeed in their mission of giving Walter Wilcox proper Naval Schooling and so even as he began charming them they proceeded according to their plan and they liquored up Walter, and they were nice to him as instead of that Bud Light swill he was used to drinking they gave him good drinks like Campari and Tequila Rose Cream Liqueur. But over time Walter got more and more tired and finally went to sleep.
At that point Christine and Illeana went to work moving his body to where they needed it and as they did they were grateful for the Navy as it made them physically able to carry out this task and well.
They got Walter to where he was laid on a special table but soft, but with a way to have his hands tied behind his back and they stripped him, tied him to the table, and watch him doze waiting for him to wake up so they could begin his naval schooling.
It was several hours but eventually Walter came to with a bit of a hangover feeling and he began trying to move and found he couldn't.
He soon ascertained that he tied up as he could clearly see he ropes on his body and couldn't see his hands so he presumed they were tied behind his back.
He began struggling against his bonds and calling out but then Christine entered the room.
"So I see you are awake, Walter," said Christine, with a hint of devious mischief in her voice.
"What the fuck is going on? Why the fuck am I tied up like this?" asked Walter with anger in his voice.
"Now, now, Walter," chided Christine, "you shouldn't be using such language and such tone right now."
"Untie me right now, Christine."
"I don't think so Walter. See Illeana and I are tired of the way you disrespect women and the Navy and especially Navy women so we will be keeping you as our hostage here giving you proper naval schooling until we think we have reformed you."
"You fucking bitches!"
"Now now, Walter, you keep that tone up we will have to gag you. I mean we are going to anyway but right now I like you being able to talk, let's me taunt you in a more fun way."
"Fuck you."
"Again, language, Walter. You seem not to get that you aren't going anywhere as we have you tied very tightly and the more you act like a little fucking prick the worse you are going to make it on yourself."
"Fuck you you cunt, what if I call for help?
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Walter"
"Help, Help, Hel....mpppph" Walter began yelling but was soon silenced by Christine with an impromptu hand gag.
"Illeana, please come in here," Christine began yelling "cause we have a problem."
