In ask her to cover for me.I changed clothes putting on a long sleeve t-shirt, no bra and shorts. When everyone was down stairs I slipped out through...the kitchen headed down the beach. They were easy to find with a large bonfire. I walked around then found the fellow I me earlier and he offered me a beer. We sat and talked at the bonfire and then he asked me up to his room for some weed. He found his buddy and the three of us went to his room and listened to music and smoked. I knew I had to. I pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and a jersey shirt and went back to the living room. She stared at me with a little disappointed look at my choice of sleep wear. She said, "I thought you might be sporting a sexier outfit!" I replied that my sexy outfits were for special occasions. Her face frowned and she replied, "I'm not special enough?" We did not last long on the couch before the alcohol took it's toll. Both started to drift off to sleep. I recommended that we go onto bed - which she. In theory a balloon could still be launched with a laser pointer to send Morris code messages.The cone of silence was lifted for one minute every hour. At that time a burst of radio signals could be sent from the Lt to me. It was how we got situational updates. The times were completely random and the frequency varied. I really didn’t understand how it worked, but I knew that it did every time the captain sent me a message.That morning the message read: ‘Not sure if it means anything, but. Maine sabse zyada uske sath enjoy kiya. Kuch der baad Prakash bhi jhad gaya. Hum sab bohut thak chuke the. Hum sab nange hi 3 baje so gaye. Dusre din subah mein sab se pehle main uthi kariban 11 baje. Un mein se koi uthe usse pehle hi main kapde pehen ke nikal gayi.Meri sari hawas sari tharak mitt chuki thi. Jo karne ka sapna tha woh kar diya tha. Ab mujhe in logo se contact banaye rakhne ki koi zarurat nahi mehsoos hui. Lekin Aseem ke pas mera number tha. Kariban 12 baje uske calls aana shuru.