Sarah Gale had just asked me to claim her.Half a minute passed, and thousands of thoughts ricochet around inside my head. But one singular one came to...the forefront.What she had just said turned me on ... and that worried me.As a modern man I wasn't supposed to think of women as slaves or inferior things ... but the thought of having such ... control ... over a woman was ... intoxicating.Not to mention completely out of the question.An entire minute ticked by. Sarah still kneeled in front of. " Great." I walked through to the kitchen, and called back to her, "do you want me to pour you a cup." Please." She was right behind me where I had thought she had gone to her room."Oh, sorry, I didn't realise you were there."She smiled again, picked up the mug of coffee I had poured for her and beckoned me through. "I'll just get dressed, then we can get started." I shrugged mentally. Oh well, I'd obviously got it wrong. I was even more amazed therefore when she just stripped off in front of. In the end it was just greediness on his part — but the sort of greed that would no doubt herald my professional death.Then Onslow surprised me. He called me into his office. I was very nervous about what he might say — or rather what he would do. I had without a doubt blown every chance of us getting the merger. That alone would cost us dearly. It would also cost me my job and any prospect of getting anything else that was half-way decent. And on top of losing the new business for Onslow,. " Good. Good ... Well, we'll just have to wait until he gets to the hospital, then."And wait we did. The forty minutes back to the mainland base. The medic went with George to the hospital. I eventually went too, after I made sure that all the equipment was squared away, and I got changed.George eventually woke up and didn't remember much of anything about the mission or the shark ramming into him, but he was okay. That's when I learned about 'Special R&R, ' or hospital and rehab time as it was.