I always used to be watching the clock, when..." he paused, leaving the statement unfinished, but they both knew he meant to say when I was working fo... John. They avoided reference to Lauralee's late husband, not out of regret but merely because the subject was still distasteful. It was now six months since the day he had collapsed in the bedroom of the Denham's apartment over the drugstore and died a few hours later in the hospital, of a massive heart attack. From conversations with their. ” “Oh, I see how it is. I justify something as not getting what I want from you, so I go to someone else and that’s not okay, but you use the same justification…” “You stuck your dick in another girl because I wasn’t ready to sleep with you. Don’t you dare try to equate that with me getting a ride to the hospital because you wouldn’t get off the couch!” Maybe it was the drugs they had pumped into me, maybe it was the sheer exhaustion of the ordeal, or maybe it was me finally. I scanned Megan's sexy body for the last time: her plump breasts, her trimmed bush, and her lively lips. Lastly, I looked into Megan’s face, and when her eyes came to meet me again, it wasn't as enemies. For at least this one moment (if not the entire event) we knew each other like old friends. And deep down, Megan had wanted it as much as I did. As I returned to being the gentleman that I tried to be, I knelt down and offered my hand to help Megan up. As much as she didn’t want it, she was. The officers only came out of the ship once all day, and were seen lugging a single small pack each, back to the ship.At dusk, one of the officers left the ship again to roust the men out of the second cabin. They each carried a similar, small pack and they trooped to the ship. Working together, and obviously well practiced at this particular task, they removed the camouflage netting and secured it inside the crew's bunkhouse. Then, boarding the ship, they sealed the hatch.Bob had only counted.