He was also voraciously reading every book ever produced about submarines at war from the point of view of both the winners and the losers.This ship w...s not strictly a submarine, but had been developed with an eye toward similar tactics as for its blue-water counterpart: be stealthy, stand off, blow the enemy to smithereens with long steel cigars of death, slink away to fight again another day, lather, rinse, repeat.Before he'd been picked up, he'd not dared dream of being a grand warrior like. I expect to see you in the morning.”Jos took a drink and turned toward the cliff, walking along a faint path.Zeke and the guide watched for a few minutes, then turned to walk away.The night had been very strange. Jos had had two dreams: the first involved whitefellas blasting a hole in the ground from which many-coloured sparkles emerged. The second involved blackfellas making a hole in a wall that then wore away to no wall.He thought about it. The blasting wasn’t the kind he had done, but Jos. Will you come for me?" she asked.I started stroking my cock with more purpose now. I wanted to show offfor her and show her how turned on she had made me. She moved her handup to her clit and started stroking it as I stared at her chest. Sheunderstood what I wanted and pulled her shirt up so I could see herwonderful, firm tits. Her big round nipples were hard and poking out.She moved her free hand up to her breast and started pinching them withher eyes closed. She moaned and buried two fingers. She flexed forwards and he extended his full palm onto her back. He could feel her breathe out and move back against his hand. 'this ok?' he checked with her 'yes, please don't stop' she breathed. His heart raced as he brought his other hand up and gently rested on her hips and moved on the opposite side of her back. Her head tilted back and she moaned lightly as his thumbs began to massage her lower back. He was lost in the moment when she suddenly turned to face him, his fingers tracing her.