They each carried a similar, small pack and they trooped to the ship. Working together, and obviously well practiced at this particular task, they rem...ved the camouflage netting and secured it inside the crew's bunkhouse. Then, boarding the ship, they sealed the hatch.Bob had only counted five crewmen and one officer boarding. With the other two officers already inside, that left at least two men in the camp. That might put a kink in their plans to snoop through the small base after the ship. A man, who must have been in his late 30s but looked 40, opened the door and stood there, looking at us drenched in water.I spoke first but when he didn't react I realized my mistake and this time instead of speaking in English I gestured to him that we wanted to take shelter in his house, which thankfully he understood, and invited us in.I had never seen an actual hut from inside before so was very surprised to discover that there was just one room, with an attached kitchen in the back, and. We truly belonged together. With that Pat pulled me in for another lip-lock. This one was deeper and far more passionate. She pulled me in and I didn’t resist. Her tongue was hot against mind and I opened my lips to receive her affection. As we were separated by the console of my car, I suggested we get in the back to be more comfortable. Big mistake! As I climbed in, Pat was already there and had pulled her blouse out of her skirt. She just grabbed my belt, pulling it open as she was pulling. When she was done telling her story, I was speechless. Breathless even. We were starring at each other, waiting for either of us to break this gosh awful science."I--I don't know what to say Samantha," I said softly. I slowly moved my hand to her chin, I gripped it lightly and rubbed my thumb on her cheeks to wipe her tears and moved her hair out of her face. I looked down and saw her amazing firm breasts."You must think I'm so stupid!" Samantha cried, as she berried her face into her.