The three main navigational aids. The Kansans had the mounting post and navigator table, and the little plastic bubble to see out of.“O Fuck ... I�...m lost.” That would be interesting.“Hey Joe ... fly higher so I can get a fix.”In a hangar corner was a training Cocker Wheeler mount in its own steel tube stand. There is enough room for head and shoulders between a pair of .30 cal Brownings. I imagined leading a FW 190 and blazing away at it. I am given to understand that the Bendix turret has more. Lyana clung to Leonard as her legs slipped down and he grew soft and slipped out of her, she moaned a little as she leaned against him, her breasts pressed against his hard body, head resting on his shoulder. He very gently stroked her hair and Lyana was surprised to feel almost intimate with him. ‘You still have time to catch up with another group of them,’ he murmured above her, and then pulled away a little to look her in the face, ‘And then tonight you must be punished.’ This face was all. ’ Your only reply was to reach up and slowly remove my bikini top. Your uncertainty in that one movement was endearing, I loved you for that alone, if nothing else. You set the material aside, then nervously looked at the flesh of my newly exposed breasts. Hesitantly your hand reached up to rest on my bosom, with a chuckle, I took your hand in my own. I guided your fingers to rest directly on the tip of my left breast, then began to move in slow, gentle circles. I felt you tense beneath me, and. The bulge pushing at the silky bathrobe was also disconcerting.Quean looked at Kola, “Hey, I’m taller.”“You are not bad looking as a bloke either,” he offered as his brain tried to reconcile the short busty brunette with the stockier build but handsome man who was only a few centimetres shorter than him.“Aye, you’re a real hunk Quean,” Tale informed her. “My turn, I guess,” she said as she closed her eyes and changed. She opened them to look at the other two, to see their reaction.“Damn, you.