It is way too short a time for this to be about Derek and Jaz drifting off down the river in my leaky canoe. But it does seem like too much of coincid...nce that they should turn up now of all times!”Gemma looked at Keith as he spoke and nodded her head in agreement then began to put back on her own clothes that were tucked up in a little role under her arm. Keith watched with mild pleasure and slight disappointment as he saw Gemma’s tight pink, cotton panties slide back up her legs and around. Right now, I had more important things to think about. It suddenly occurred to me that those could not be Comanches because they were on foot—Comanches never went anywhere except on horseback. Okay, then they had to be Chiricahua or Navajo, based on what White Buck had said.White Buck had frozen into place, so Squirrel and I did the same thing. As the other men got closer, I saw that they were not carrying war clubs. That almost certainly marked them as Navajo, so now there was the question of. Talan!” she whimpered. “Not yet I'm so close!” He licked down her neck slowly as he thrust himself into her, pushing her back into the grass as his hands explored her soft, supple body, her alabaster skin. Alya groaned heatedly as he sucked on her nipples again, his hands caressing down her sides, one hand sipped between them and brushed against her clit, making her back arch up into him as she cried out, “There! Talan! More!” He gently rubbed against her clit with his hand as his free hand. At least now, I've got a double hull like the rest of you surrounding me and if it's just a bit inconvenient to service the missiles in our lesser space — tough! Price you have to pay for greater power plant security." He's got a point, boss" TJ interjected "There would have been a Deity awful row if he'd put it to conference; and besides there aren't that many warships with rear mounted missiles." Oh! ... Oh!" Clare spluttered "Dammit! And as you so delicately didn't point out it was my idea.