"Carter! Oh!" she said.I forgot all about making babies and the future of the human race, and concentrated on what was happening to Geneva, and to me,...in that moment of sheer bliss. We hadn't been at it for very long -- not very long at all. But it had been longer than I'd expected, and the way Geneva's body was grinding and squeezing, the hope was beginning to grow in me that maybe -- just maybe -- it was going to be long enough."Oh!" she said again.I really liked the way she said, 'Oh!' I. “Patrick, you joined the Navy and have never seen the ocean?” Kara asked.“The biggest body of water I ever saw before Lake Michigan is Lake Mead which is behind Hoover Dam. I’ve never been on a boat. Ever.”“Then why join the Navy?”“To see the world! Haven’t you seen the commercials? But, seriously, because the training is the best, and it beats going to college for four years. This way, I get trained and get paid, and hopefully I get to some ports overseas.”“Do you know what your assignment. She didn’t tell me too much except that this salon had some unusual styles. One was called “nuru massage.” I had never heard of it, but it sounded interesting. The word, “nuru,” I learned, means to rub, especially with something slithery. I wondered what it would be like. A quick google search for “nuru massage” revealed countless websites with detailed descriptions of what promised to be very sensual and stimulating, to say the least. Video clips revealed the variety of special techniques. John took the lead, with Alyssa at his side, leaving Dana and Rachel to cover the rear as they delved deeper along the foreboding tunnel.Their cautious footfalls were drowned out by the clanking and mechanical grinding of the conveyor belts, as tons of sulphur were hauled up to the surface. When the tunnel eventually opened out into the huge cavern below, the belts took a curving turn to follow the walls, taking the deafening racket with them. As John and the girls descended further down the.