If it weren’t for the chain connecting his left hand to the younger woman’s right, he was sure they would have lost her. The echoes of the barkin... chase dogs had faded out to nothing long ago, but the river was still a better mode of transportation than taking the jungle on foot in the darkness, so they kept floating as long as they could. Despite their lack of a common language, there was no question about the universal concern: get as far away as possible as fast as possible. By the time. Slipping inside the elastic band at her waist, Lana's fingers found her dripping with desire. Carefully, Lana flicked one finger across her throbbing clit, eliciting another moan from Jana's lips.Lana's lips moved from her own, kissing a trail down her throat and ever lower until they reached her breasts. At the first seductive lick, she felt the Lana's finger slip inside her, and, hesitant at first, but quickly gaining momentum, it began to move.Needing something to hold on to, Jana grasped. It didn't. The pressure mounted all right and his hopes with it.But just as the feeling reached its peak, all thought of what was beingdone to him forgotten in anticipation of the bliss that he knew wasseconds away ... it fizzled out. There was no explosion, not even thefaintest of pops, just nothing. Nothing except a sudden absence, anaching void where satisfaction and release should have been. And at thesame time, a sudden wetness between his legs.It was the most frustrating sensation he had. Now, they were getting to spend the day on the range. To the last person there this morning, it felt as though they were going to have a holiday, no matter how grueling the firearms training might be.Arlene and Ann took one look at the expectant faces and figured it out, causing the young Wing Commander to turn to her Second and say, “Check with the Sergeant and see if there is any possible way we can use a range this morning, preferably all day. Handguns or pulse rifles — anything. Tell him.