She could concentrate on Josephine and her beautiful body, her wonderful jokes and the lovely way her tongue lingered over her clitoris. Or she could ...ix on Emma who despite never letting Charlotte touch her groin nowadays allowed much more license than before. How could life ever improve on this? Emma was in love too, Charlotte knew. But not, alas!, with her. She also had a dreamy air about her these days. An air of easy distraction. Her eyes would wander away with her thoughts. She was. Ben cast quick glances to either side of him, unsure from which way the first biker would come. With his left hand he gripped his tire iron and gave a brief fond smile. The worn steel rod didn't have the history the Betsy did, but it had seen him through all the crap he'd been through last year. That was the good thing about steel: it was always there and it never let you down. Unlike people.Ben didn't let himself pursue that train of thought any longer, because a Leatherneck came into view on. Twenty minutes later they engaged with the Luftwaffe."Bloody Hell!" said De Vere-Brocklehurst over the R/T on sighting the armada they faced.And what an astonishing sight it was. The sky before them was black with aircraft. They filled their field of view, stretching to the horizon. They were all there; Heinkel 111's and Dornier 17's, Junkers 88's and Messerschmitts - both the Me 109 and the twin engined Me 110 fighter-bomber. There was no way the squadron could ever hope to stop such a swarm. “I was scared. I wanted to be near you. Chris, please let me be with you for now.”I turn around and she is no longer wearing her bathrobe. Her body is so beautiful in its nakedness.She smiles as she sees my erection. “Wow, you’re so big.” Reaching over she runs her fingers the length of my cock. Already dripping precum I feel very close to cumming just at her gentle touch. I take her hand to remove it but she grips my cock more tightly.“Please let me make you feel good. I was afraid you did not.