’ I stared at the screen. For fuck sake. ‘What if it’s not what I wanted?’ The wait was even longer, and my mind inevitably raced. I’d worde... that pretty badly, she might take it the wrong way. I might’ve fucked up any chances of being with her. Shit. ‘Then you’re the weirdest guy I’ve ever known,’ her reply finally said. It vibrated again. ‘Or gay.’ I managed a smirk. Even if I didn’t know her that well yet, I read the messages in her voice. To hell with texting. I tapped at the screen to call. At my signal those divisions will turn 8 points to starboard (ie. 90 degrees).'It ended with the exhortation, 'all ships are to continue on to Vladivostok regardless of losses. I have in mind to preserve as much of the fleet for future operations as possible.'The Japanese were also preparing, but they had the benefit of a flood of intelligence about the Russians. Along the China coast they'd set up a covert series of observation stations complete with radios. All manner of vessels were enlisted. .volleyball t-t-teaam,” her sentence ended in another high pitch squeal as a different hand struck her left cheek. It was the short man, smiling from ear to ear.“Typical white bitch. Thinks she can have anything she wants,” the lankey thug commented as he massaged her breasts. “These titties are nice and firm gurl. Daddy buy you them?”Margo tried to choke in another sob as invading hands explored every inch at her. “No sir. My breasts are real,” she explained in a near whisper. Fattie shook his. Hearing the water stop through the open bathroom window , I went back in to the kitchen to pour the wine and put some biscuits and cheese on a tray , when she appeared towel wrapped around her waist ,tits in full view , “ wow you looked very sexy in your profile pics , but even sexier in the flesh , beautiful “ I said as I picked up the tray stopping at the door I reminded her of the neighbours and to be quick walking to the side of the garden, which we did. We sat ,ate a bit and drank our wine.