Running his fingertips slowly and lightly on her shoulders sending chills down her body. “I missed you today at work” he whispers in her ear. “R...ally” she says “And why is that” she asks running her hands up his back. “Well only because I knew that tonight was going to be the best night ever I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day”. He reaches over to the night table and takes a sip of her ice cold water trying to build up some energy for the work out to come. “You wanna know a secret” she. She had also baked several loaves of bread that morning and suggested we give them three of the loaves. I agreed.By the time Moxie went into the house to bring the food back, the squaws had a small fire going over which they were heating water for a kind of tea. The braves, never cracking a smile or even changing their solemn expressions, sat cross-legged around the fire and invited me to join them. Although I couldn't understand a word they said, they spoke at length with lots of hand motions;. Any ships that weren’t worth the cost in blood of capturing them should be just sunk as we passed by them. I asked the escorts to assume that any enemy ship not sunk outright by the warships was probably worth capturing and taking home with us.We found South Isle in the afternoon of our second day after passing between Central and Mountain Isles. Once we had our location we gathered the fleet again with warships first, the escorts behind us, and the transports in the back. We skirted along the. I've always been a leg-man. Sure, I like to admire the whole package but I always start by looking at the legs and hers are gorgeous. Apart from a little group of freckles on her left shoulder, her skin is flawless – unmarred by unsightly tattoos. Today's outfit showed off her long legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me.