She planned to have our child in the water at an early age. She loved to swim, and I was sure our son would share that love.We’d also hashed out wha... we were going to name him. She had a friend who had died named Jacob, Jake for short. His nickname had been ‘Otter’ because of his love of water. I added Jeffrey as a middle name to honor my best friend who had also died while swimming. We were torn as to whether we would call him J.J. or Jake. Pam also suggested we call him Ott, short for Otter.. Just pure fucking dumb luck. Either that, or the Good Lord wasn't ready for me just then. Take your pick."A little later, Mayfield told his Colonel to have a good run, then moved to the side and caught a ride with the next security vehicle."Looking good, Lieutenant," Carter said when they were rolling again."I'm just about fucking dead," Mayfield gasped out, leaning forward in his seat as he attempted to relieve the pain in his side.Carter chuckled and handed the Lieutenant a bottle of water.. As I started to pull down he lifted his ass off the bed so that I could pull his shorts down the rest of the way. I pulled his shorts down to his ankles and then off and after that I started to crawl back up his spread legs again. The closer to his nutsack I got the lower I got as I approached his nuts. Once my face was right in front of his nuts, I stuck my tongue out and started licking his hairy nuts; licking the sweat that had formed on his nuts from earlier when we had working. I had. The commander came to Bill and saluted. Bill nodded then the commander reported, “Sire we should be arriving within 24 spectons.”“Good I am anxious to execute both of my power hungry uncles. Part of your offences is forgiven commander. If we arrive in the time you have stated then I might remove even more.” Here Bill pointed a finger at the commander. “I suggest that you don’t push it though.”The commander saluted then bowed; turning away he breathed a sigh of relief. His mate wouldn”t be.