She extended her tongue-tip and slowly traced her lips with it as she danced, then raised her arms over her head, lifting her top enough so that they ...ould see her breasts almost up to her nipples.“Jeezus,” said John Simpson, watching the obscene exhibition. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m getting out of these clothes!” said John Simpson. He got up from the couch and began taking his clothes off, eager to free his already rigid cock from its confinement. The other men quickly followed. You go first, then I'll do it with Brenda, after." Do it, Emily. You'll like it. He's not going to change his mind. I already told you he wouldn't." Brenda was already pleading with Emily. She sounded like someone who knew it was unlikely that she'd get what she was asking for. It was more her going through the motions than her having any expectation of getting her way."I can't Brenda. I already told you why." He's in Italy, Emily. You'll probably never even see him again. You told me that you. The nipples were protruding out from the semi transparent material and anybody could now see through my blouse at close distance. The saree pallu which was covering my blouse was sticking to my bosom as it had also become wet. Somehow I gathered the courage to come out to face the men who had already got a full frontal view of my heaving bosom.As I came out, I saw everybody smiling. As I stood in front of my berth nobody moved. Suddenly somebody in the interior berths requested me to sit. "This is weird."The voice came from the next room.I looked in.One of the sensor watch officers called over his watch officer.The watch officer came over, curious. "What is it?" Sir, I don't understand these readings."The officer took a closer look. "Oh no." He raced to the deck phone. "Tell home base we have a situation!"Chapter 112General Colt, USMC6:20 am November 3rd, 200612:20 am November 4th, 2006 (local time)I heard a rustling noise in my room. I started to move around in my bed before I.