" 'Handle the boat'?" he said, weakly. "You're driving a boat for a Special Warfare platoon, on a classified mission for ONI. The Battalion Executive ...fficer knows about it. Collins, why in hell do you need my permission?" Sir," she said, and the note in her voice was quizzical, "because I'm an Officer Candidate and attached to the Student Battalion?"Wheeler began to laugh. "Collins," when he recovered enough, "you can call me 'LT' in private. I'll get your homework for you. Get out of here,. Ha, you’re worth gold, you are. Take her to my private chamber and restrain her and bring the other little bitch here. Do not poke her, you dolt!”Two of his soldiers dragged Beatrice away, sniffing back tears, trying to be as brave as her mother was.Simone, the 16-year-old redhead, stood before Sir Charles and glared at him. “Coward,” she spat.The huge nobleman waved his eldest son to his side, nudged the boy with his elbow, and asked, “Want her, boy. A decent bedwarmer, eh?”The young man. I should go over there now?”“If you think you can help him.”“Will you come with me?”“I would, but maybe it’s best if I don’t.”“Okay.”I felt Muireann shift beside me, ready to rise, so I put my arm across her body to stay her movement.“I’ll go,” I murmured, “but only after the swing stops moving.”Muireann relaxed and leaned her head onto my shoulder. I was glad that the pendulum hung from such high hands, because that made it seem that it never was going to stop its cycles.It was with great. I laughed and we went back to rubbing our dicks silently with just the occasional moan from one of us. My thoughts kept bouncing from Jen, to Tyler rubbing his dick right beside me. Without really thinking I said "Wanna try something Ty?" Try what?" He asked. "Let's jack each other off" Ok" he agreed. I don't know why, maybe the couple of beer we had were affecting us.Slowly he reached over and grabbed my dick as I let go and did the same to him. We kept doing that for a few minutes when on the.