They pulled up anchor and put the house back on course down river. Keeping the boats nose in the wind. Trimming the shore with their wake and the echo...ng the sound of the motor sang out. Churning the water and pushing them thru natures bounty, the Trinity River. Sam would casually watch Abby with smiles and intrigue. As she dressed she only garnished her beauty. As she made her way around the boat and Sam, he watched her with enthusiasm. Abby was graceful and sensual with a dash of erotic. We started chatting hours together daily. And i know she is really interested in me and can get her any time. So slowly started sex topic too. And fine day she proposed me and told me. Manu i really need you very badly i can’t wait. Please fix a day and fuck me hard please please. She started like this but we did not have proper place to have that fun.Finally the day arrived. My parents were leaving for some function in my native and told me that tomorrow early morning they will leave and come. Shiplett and Brophy would sleep on the Joy Redux tonight, she knew, with the radios and books aboard and powered-on. If they were ever boarded by a foreign navy or customs, they'd have to trust that the relatively blank and innocuous-looking secure-comms radio faces wouldn't raise eyebrows.Later that evening, after supper with Lieutenant Rudolfs and Chief Vales, Lenore sent her Plan of Intended Movement and the chop – Change of Operational Control – to ONI and CINCPACFLT, a very strange feeling. You, Dear Lady Cowgirl from Midland, Texas, have the eyes that men talk about later, and writers try to describe in books. The rest of you looks like a model for western wear, and-you-got-class, Lady Cowgirl!”“Clara was right about you, Bob. Yet you don’t see yourself as special. You’re not as cool as you’re trying to be. You’re even more nervous than I am and I’m shaking as I sit here trying to think of something to say that doesn’t make me sound like I’m fresh off the farm.”“You don’t seem.