She began uncoiling her rope, measuring out how much they needed, then cutting and tying off the next length. When she was done she attached all three...of them to her belt and called over her shoulder. “Ready. Get your asses out here.”Will had just barely managed to tie off the mast by the time she called. It had been a while since he’d had to tie a boom hitch. He’d needed to restart it twice before he got it right. He nodded to Quinn. The green-skinned warrior slowly let the mast go. It tried. The waves were starting to break around the forward 150mm-deck gun mount, swirling over the gratings before running off the deck or through the scuppers.The submarine was the largest produced by Germany during the Great War, with the greatest endurance. It was designed first of all to be an undersea gunboat, to be fought principally with its powerful gun armament.It was a miscalculation, however. It ignored the greatest asset of the submarine, its stealth. By surfacing to use it's guns, it put. +++The train was exactly on time. I was surprised that my cousin James was so young, in his early twenties. He seemed a pleasant enough young man even though he could be a threat to my plans for Sumitra, my mistresses and c***dren.After lunch James and I went to my study. We discussed the weather, and my, or rather Gita’s, idea for a village cricket pitch. James thought it was a splendid idea. He had played cricket a few times when at Oxford. He had enjoyed it but admitted that he wasn’t very. “The true challenge is responding when you are unprepared. But you are not unprepared!” He raised an eyebrow. “Are you?”“No, Sensei!”“I’ll be VERY put out if that young woman beats you!”“Last I checked, you had more women black belts than men!” I said, surprised.“Not because she’s female, but because she practices Aikido!” he said with a laugh.“She said she knows how to beat close grapples,” I said.“Then you better adapt and improvise, because if she beats you, next week you spar with me. For.