”Juan considered what she had just said, seeing how those numbers would be a good deterrent for a lot of the problems, and a decent number for defen...ing against the other problems that wouldn’t be intimidated.“That sounds like a plan. I will be heading out in the morning, but when I am done, I will be back this way. I will drop by for a while, maybe help you get some shelter set up for new people. Maybe get a few defenses, and more guard posts set up. I will keep an eye out for any components. After an eighteen-hour day it's easy to fall asleep.Our living quarters are called berthing areas; each man gets about 15 square feet for sleeping and storage of personal items. The berths have a reading light, a ventilation duct, an earphone jack for the boat's audio entertainment system and a curtain to provide a small, but welcome, measure of privacy. Because of the challenging living conditions aboard a submarine, the crew builds a strong bond of fellowship to one another.I didn't receive. She held me a little tighter, resisting me. ‘Did I do something? What is it?’‘Get off me!’ I said, more angrily than I felt.She slowly pulled away from me, resting back on her knees. She looked terrified.‘Just…just go get cleaned up. I’ll use the shower downstairs.’ I said.I turned away from her. She got up, gathered her clothes, and left closing the door behind her. I sighed loudly and ran my hands through my hair again, pulling on it slightly. ”“Have you noticed how meticulously I am about my property. Don't you think it would disgust me if I would have taken something that isn't mine to take?” Stupid Cunt was more confused as anybody I had met. Admitted, it has been a few years I met someone, but she was confused as could be. “But, but. I'm on your land. I had no business being here, apart from having the only incentive to coerce you from your property, but you have done nothing in return. You may be harsh but I'm unspoiled by you,.