"What's the matter, Markie?" Susie said teasingly as she wiggled her jeans off and tossed them aside, now sitting nude in the middle of the hay pile. ...I promised Pam she could watch us, that's all. She only wants to watch -- there's nothing wrong with that, is there?"Mark stared from one girl to the other, speechless.Slowly Pam's head nodded up and down. "I... I only want to see you and Susie do it, Mark. You... you don't mind, do you?" For an instant he was too surprised to answer. Then his. She moaned as a finger pushed against her dewy entrance, seeking admittance into her feminine warmth and her body clenched around the invading digit. She felt the moisture begin to trickle between her thighs as he begun to ease his finger in and out of her snug channel with frustrating slowness. Every cell in her body wanted to cry out ‘Harder!’ “Stop tormenting me!” she cried as she began to push back on his fingers. Her back arched as another long finger slipped up inside of her, her thighs. You now know that I'm your second, and you'll probably never talk to the third in line. The next time you come around the Ops admin area, come see me. I'm almost always nearby. Just ask for Nelly. I'd be fun to meet." I will, Nelly, thanks for the information."The woman was still looking at the file and asked, "Do you have me on speakerphone so your partner, Lisa Johnson, can hear this?" I do, and yes, she's listening."The voice said, "I'm embarrassed, Lisa. I wasn't trying to flirt with your. ‘Not so good, but could be worse,’ she told Robin and Jenny, sweating as hard as they were though the air grew chillier by the minute. ‘Something hot, crew, eh? Jenny, a big grub-up, even if it must be cold food. We can still heat some cocoa or sweet hot tea. Eat well, because we won’t have time for much eating very soon.’ Another meal, the communion of the sea, staying together because they need each other, watchful, not anxious or frightened but alert. The sea is still building, and Dread.