A dryness crept in her throat at the recollection, and how close she'd come to not stopping his hand as it had continued to wander, tauting her flat, ...ulsating stomach madly, down to the thin wisp of her bikini bottom, attempting to pull them off. She'd made the big effort then, and they'd argued; he'd threatened, cajoled, and at last, had pleaded, but in the end, he'd gotten up disgustedly and walked around the deck, smoking a cigarette.She'd had only the uncomfortable wetness between her legs. Sue had been carrying a towel in anticipation of this happening, and she wiped up the semen that had landed on her. She also wiped up the puddles on the floor and tossed the towel into a container for trash.We were talking about not having lunch yet when a young woman walked by. She was naked and reasonably good looking. Her shaved pussy was evident, and Joe punched John in the side and said, “That was one of the pussies that I shaved yesterday.”The girl said, “Hello, Sue. Is this another slave. Facing the mirror, she reached behind her back and undid the heavy and utilitarian bra and peeled it off. Finally, she pulled off the plain and functional cotton panties and examined herself in the mirror.She liked what she saw. She wasn’t a teen any longer, like her young friend, but she thought she had held up well. She was five-foot-seven, an average height, she thought, and still slim. She twisted around in the mirror and checked her butt. No sag or cottage cheese; a daily power walk. Scott decided he shouldn't delay the point where that happened any longer and ordered the Dalriada men to now hurry forward, pipers at last permitted to blow for all they were worth.An hour later Scott could clearly see the Norsemen, spread over a front perhaps half a mile wide, Gabrain's force visible beyond them. Scott had the balloon readied and leapt into the basket with one of his lieutenants to go aloft. He had prepared another little surprise for the Norse; his raven and arrow device was.