No, I never had any doubt about their talent.It was all the lovey-dovey stuff that bothered me. These kids are nine years old. Nine. Not nineteen or s...xteen or even thirteen. Nine. So why do they have to do the whole romantic and flirty thing? Watching them make goo-goo eyes at each other and say things like “My girlfriend and me really like singing together” just made me cringe. I didn’t want to correct him to “my girlfriend and I” as much as to “my friend and me.” Kids that age are supposed. Most of the convoy, now that the piracy danger was passed, took the canal and spread out over the Med.The Flint waited at Port Said, Egypt. The wait was short.“You waited,” said the younger former wet lieutenant.“I thought you might want the armaments back.”“I’ll ask,” he said, eying Cassie when he said it. Cassie eyed back.“You waited,” said Commander Collins.Ever been shopping with a Shore Patrol guard ... twelve of ‘em? And the younger lieutenant escorting Cassie.I spent like a sailor on. Once I was sure she was in the shower and not gonna pop the door open on my spying, I crept upstairs and peered through the bottom of the door. All I could see was shower curtain so I "staked out" the view. Within 5 minutes of kneeling uncomfortably in the hallway, alas the water was turned off. As my nerves were shaky in anticipation and my cock getting warm and dripping precum, I waited for my moment. Before I knew it, the shower curtain swung open, and there, behold, was the view I had. ..Aerodrome? Wasn't that an old British term foran airstrip - an airfield? I had never actually heard of an airstripreferred to as an Aerodrome before, besides, my intelligence indicatedno enemy reconnaissance missions near the Marshall chain!"Bottom is at one hundred-ten and falling, Skipper." All Compartments report no damage, Cap." Continue the dive, Mr. Cummins"As Jack gave the order to progress to one hundred feet, I allowedmyself to relax slightly - enough to allow my mind to calculate.