Clement aware this would be part of the mission?" Tracy asked, hoping that the answer was no. "Your CO was fully briefed and actually encouraged our p...rticipation," Dr. Selig volunteered. Tracy felt betrayed. "Actually," Dr. Lunt interjected, "we're going to test a device that may provide you with an edge as you go in. It will monitor your bodily functions; heart rate, blood pressure, etc. and will provide you with limited one way communications to this submarine during your mission. It will be. Pulling back the covers, I surveyed the unconscious woman. She wasn't the prettiest thing, but she was one of those outgoing, funny women that were easy to like, and her recent athletic kick didn't hurt her attractiveness.I unbuttoned her skirt and slid it down her shapely legs. I stopped when I noticed that she didn't have any panties on. Her trimmed blonde muff looked back at me, her pussy lips playing peek-a-boo.I remembered the pianist at the bar had called out for the women who weren't. I took a break. There were some things packed in a corner I wanted to move to another unit for more work space. Nothing valuable to anyone but me.My grandmothers' rocking chair. My Dads' old stereo and albums. Two or three boxes of children's books she used to read to Chip. And probably me when I was young. They were dogeared, worn with use and love. I planned on reading those same books to my children, even though the odds of that happening was growing less and less.Moira came in while I was. Wesley will call tomorrow, and the next day and the day after that as long as Amaya could keep up with him. That was comforting to know.Rick and Helen were still asleep when she got back to her dorm. Now that she was a little more awake, Amaya had a sudden fear of Helen discovering what had happened. Scenarios where Helen confronted Amaya ran through the frightened girl’s mind. It was all too easy to imagine Helen finding out from Rick and then yelling at Amaya. She didn’t really know what.