I couldn't feel the bottom. I asked M how deep it was. M shrugged his shoulders and said maybe 50-100ft. Idk he said. Just try to swim to shore please... you will be fine, he said.I slipped out of my vest almost feeling pulled. As panic washed over me, M kept telling me to swim. Sadly i was lost in the throws of a bad panic attack. I remember their being train tracks over the water in the distance. 2 sets and now 2 trains going over. I bobbed, thrashed, and as water filled my lungs i failed to. She stroked his cock as they took their time.“This big fella has been patient,” she said, squeezing his cock. “It’s time to take care of him.”She pushed him back on the sofa and spun herself around to face him. She took off his shoes and pulled his pants the rest of the way off, folded them and put them aside. She spread his legs apart and knelt on the floor between them. “Ugh,” she groaned, as her knee settled into a puddle on the rug. “What?” Bobby asked.“There’s cum all over the rug,” she. To feel him stroking me comforted me more than I could say and soon I wascomposed and asked him, "Right what do you want to know?" "Where I am andhow long have I been here?" he answered.I told him, he was amazed that it had been a total of five months; he hadbeen shot at the beginning of February, for it was now July! "How longhave you been here?" A nurse was passing answered this for him, "Everyday, every blessed day sometimes for 20 hours a day - man we have tothrow her out to make her get. " A surprise flank attack?" That's what they're saying," she confirmed. "They pulled 250 or so main battle tanks off the line where we're desperately needed and moved us up here to the north, well beyond where any fighting could conceivably take place. They cut all outgoing communications from our combat computers and our tank computers — Jeff must be worried sick about me by now."Belinda frowned at the mention of Jeff Creek, a stab of black jealousy piercing straight into her heart. "Uh huh,".