Nothing.He had slept better than he could have imagined – he had expected nightmares, at the least. I guess all that practice at the archery butts p...id off, he mused as he slowly got dressed. It had been a strange experience, yet somehow so calming, standing next to someone and firing arrow after arrow, not even looking to see where he’d hit, trusting his aim and losing himself in the rhythm. It reminded him of cold mornings as a child when he’d escape outside to practice rather than listen to. Suddenly, a voice shouted out, "Who's out there? Come forward and identify yourself or be fired upon." This is the captain. What's your damages?" Captain this is Corporal Hawk, I have three marines with me, and two navy." Ok we are coming around, don't shoot us." No Sir, I wouldn't do that."Leading his men and woman down the hall, he linked up with the Marines and two navy personal. Coming to a halt, he saw Ensign O'Donald standing there with a laser rifle in her arms. "Ensign what are you. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there?? Stephan's getting really nervous. He's always shied away from conflict let alone physical altercations. But he can't act like nothing's happening. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open the door but what he spots inside the room is nothing like he expected.He sees two people on a bed. One of those is. ". Silkie: " ...........but we are going to something......let's try something.......... but now this is what I want to do...We can't fuck, but we can do something..........I'm not sure........ Denis: "Please, tell a story please Silke, please, a filthy story......... now I am past fifty, your stories, when you tell them like you do, Silke, my dear, my cock gets hard like a boy.....I like it when you tell me about other boys and men and women you have been with..............you remember.