She would haul them up to the marina washing machines and make sure all the bunks and beds were made with clean sheets and pillow cases. They wouldn't...get done again for five days. Her good mood seemed to have vanished and I decided not to bother her. In fact, I thought it might be a good idea for me to disappear for a while."I'm going for a walk, Del. Lock up while you're at the laundry, please." Okay." It was a toneless acknowledgement.I picked up my MP3 player, plugged in the ear buds and. So I asked her, “You okay?”She kind of snapped out of it when she looked at me to reply, “Oh yes, I cure-ious about mat-earial they use for bee-kee-nee.” I couldn’t help but to smile at her. She did tell me that she likes designing clothes when we first met.After about 15 minutes of people taking pictures we walked over to Sea Port village, a little shopping area along the beach area. They have some some stores and sometimes local artists set up little tables to display and sell their art. We. The rest of the teams scattered through the encampment. Caleb waited until everyone was in position to start the attack.The command group had a bank of monitors set up, and were watching each group of soldiers via security cameras."Go," Caleb mentally ordered each of the teams.On cue, each Mullah fell to the ground writhing. No one could see the tiny darts in their backs, or the wires leading back to a small taser."You would deny our existence?" boomed throughout every camp. A demon-like figure. Sending my body into a wave of ecstasy."What are you doing," I asked."Well you need to lubricate everything, otherwise it will hurt, speaking of which you need to lick my arse hole to get me going."Feeling a bit nervous, as he took his mouth off my cock and rolling onto his front, I positioned my face just in front of Derek's arse hole, I extended my lips to his hole and began rapidly licking it. After a few seconds of licking, I removed my head and mounted my friend."Are you ready?" I.