Silence, apart from the post-orgasmic breathing. A giggle each – such a tension-reliever the giggle; you can't beat it. What now? We hear someone el...e breathing – our heads turn. Tom. The breathing stops dead. He stares straight into my eyes – is that lust or anger? I can't tell but his eyes don't move an inch from mine, and I don't dare to move in case my world comes tumbling down around me. Thankfully, Beth has her wits about her, if not much else, and because she is not staring into his. Paint stores were rarely secured, propellant charges and shells were stacked ready for use inside the turrets and embrasures. The ships were time-bombs waiting for a spark.The Japanese had seen how hard it was to sink an armoured ship during the war. Therefore they decided to use fire to disable the Russians instead. Instead of putting delayed fuses onto their shells, they chose contact fuses. This meant that they exploded the instant they touched anything, causing a fireball that they hoped. Then one of the guys said ‘Look, the flash units seem to be going off okay. If you want us to, you know, we can leave you to it’. Sarah said ‘Oh you don’t have to go. I don’t mind you seeing me showing it all off. Anyway, I’m going to change now and you might like what I’m going to wear next. Not that it’s going to cover up very much of me’. Then, clutching her wine glass and what was left in the bottle, she walked into the changing room, her breasts bouncing around as she walked. The younger. He was from the massage company and had come for the couples massage.Mishraji lead him to the spare bed room and asked him to set up his table so that the adventure could begin. As Mishra poured himself some wine. Darsh enquired about the Mrs. But Mishraji asked for him to begin his massage.Darsh agreed and asked Mishraji to lie head down on one of the tables. He then poured some hot oil on his back.“Perfect” Exclaimed Mishraji.“Please let me know if my touch is too strong for you” ask Darsh as.