He was seriously hung over and looked like shit. He also smelled very bad! We got up and got the fire going again. I tried to help out a bit with the ...ooking, but I had never cooked on an open fire before. After a few minutes the guys politely suggested I go and sit down. After lunch I wanted Jason to come with me and do some hiking, but he was feeling a bit unwell, so I ended up going alone. I was gone for a couple of hours. When I returned, the guys were already drinking heavily. I didn’t. I'd become accustomed to it, mostly thru the use of A/C at the 66 degree setting night & day. "It's too cold, Gen."---------Bless their hearts, they'd not relocated the section I'd so missed. "Panties and Bras, & Women's Nightwear."Double good luck, the aisle was vacant. So many times before (19) I'd find the aisle manned, well, rarely manned, primarily woman'ed. They'd take root there and wouldn't budge. I'd push my cart to another section and keep an eye peeled. Sometimes they'd leave and I. ”“If word of this ever got out, the Navy would be disgraced and the officers and sailors a laughing stock.”“You seven are so lucky! If it was up to me I’d keelhaul every one of you but I can’t.”“So this is what’s happening. When we berth in Portsmouth tomorrow, after everyone has left the ship, you seven are also leaving; never to return.”“CPO Latham and PO White, your discharge papers will be mailed to you. They will reflect an honourable discharge from the Royal Navy and your pensions will. ...I...." I repeated the syllable about a dozen times in an attempt to explain my situation but my mouth refused to produce a legible sentence. This was rather irrelevant though, as I couldnt really think of a reasonable explanation in the first place."So, you grab my ass and run face first into my crotch in the pool, and now I find you jerking off in my shower?" Words continued to fail me as I tried and tried to speak, to produce some sound that would make me look like something other than a.