.." Found them," I cut her off and Wren had pretty small feet, but I didn't trust her either."See?" Wren wrinkled her nose. "You're always blaming me ...ll the time." Yeah," I agreed, because it was true and I didn't care. I sat down and started putting on my shoes."Are you ready to go, Wren?" our Master's voice sounded from the open doorway and I had to think about that for a second before it registered."Yes sir," Wren giggled for him, putting on her best bedroom negra act as she stretched. He was in international waters and instead of doing the smart thing and calling the Coast Guard, remembered the Barrett. He kept to cover and moved to the locker, opened it, loaded and put the Barrett on the pedestal. Five shots later, there were three dead assholes on the sinking boat. He motored back to the boat to see what was there.When he came alongside the boat he saw a cable leading into the water and followed it back. It was attached to a submarine! He had read about several cases where. Whenever I stripped in a wood ,or even in my own back garden, I took all the precautions I could to reduce that risk as much as possible but there always had to be some risk, no matter how slight ,for me to have a really strong orgasm. Occasionally, I would sneak out of the front door after midnight and masturbate in the shadow of the house whilst looking at the windows of the neighbouring houses. They would always be dark of course but I wondered if someone might see me in the shadows. Once ,I. ‘ ‘But one day I was out here drinking as usual, contemplating suicide and I looked at the sunrise, I mean I had seen many of sunrises after closing one bar too many but that day I really looked at the sunrise and as you witnessed, it was both glorious and humbling.’ ‘I began to realize that I was missing out on the little but important things by focusing on the superficial. So I downsized my life and began to do things that I would enjoy.’ I stopped again and I could see that she had taken it.