" Oh, right."Cautiously the pair moved down the hill, sneaking from tree to tree as though scouting an enemy position. What they saw, however, posed n... threat but provided a shock that brought gasps of amazement. They looked wide-eyed at each other, then back towards the scene as though confirming what each other saw could be real. It was."Holy fuck!"Jimmy tugged Paul's arm and frantically pulled him behind a tree. "Shut up, for fucks sake," he hissed, "or you'll blow our cover."There, no more. " He thought. "There is nothing I've missed. She is me and I her."In the shower they washed each other as if they were rare museum pieces they each treasured and loved. Affectionate touching, scrubbing and caressing made the whole experience an act of love. There was no sex, just some teasing affection. There would be time for love later. While the temptation to relieve passions again so soon was hard to resist, it made the later experience that much more satisfying.After dressing and a quick. Our six ‘escort’ brigs, Lion and the rest, all got numbers thirteen through eighteen. Those first eighteen were the only ships I intended to keep their numbers on a permanent basis.After them I skipped to thirty and started on all the transports, adding the nine prizes at the end. I’d originally thought of skipping to fifty, but we already had more than forty transports and I didn’t want to have to go to three digits. Better to start at thirty. Surely we’d be back at home long before we had. She stood under the dim exit light, letting it bathe her body in what would appear to the men inside to be a spotlight. She wore a simple black dress, mid-thigh, and black high heel shoes. She knew that the light from above was flashing off the silver buttons, which ran up the full length of the dress, and that her legs, encased in white, thigh-high stockings, were glowing. This was the moment – the rustling sounds and the movement of turning heads meant that her presence had been detected and.