What was your rank?“Ensign ma’am.”“Can I ask yours? Ranger, Sniper, Sargent Major, Hold a Captains classification, Pilot, Grand Master Krav Ma...a.”John said, “WOW! I didn’t know! Mark just said not to mess with you.”“Did you know Mark and Aaron are both Grand Masters!”“No.”“Tracy and Ellen are Masters! And John, that is not to get out.”“Yes, Ma’am!”“When we get to where we are going, hopefully, we will buy five trucks and load them in the plane. Then we are going to St. Pete/Clearwater airport. Then as I lift her t-shirt she raises her arms to let me take it off.I take mine off and hold her again, this time flesh to flesh, boobs to boobs. My body is going wild, and I sense that hers is too.I drop to my knees and my mouth is right at boob level. I open my mouth and take one in. Her nipple is erect and hard. I feel the rough texture of her nipple on my tongue as I suck and lick.I suck on the other boob as she pushes into me again. I start moving her shorts down. Her hands shoot down on. .. ... Hurricane Samuel was a bitch... ... or a bastard... ... or something mean ... like really mean.Hawk’s house was built to withstand far more than Samuel was going to throw at us. With over a week to prepare, I covered all openings with the concrete shutters and door covers, thoughtfully provided by the Dryden’s. I sent the yacht north, out of danger and systematically cleared the property of anything that could be turned into a flying projectile.While all this was going on I took stock. It has the same scent as the envelope containing the picture entrusted to him by the doctor at Walter Reed, Maryland. This Army surgeon- bird colonel- became wide eyed with hope as he learned the recently promoted flight officer would be stationed in the same general area as his farm. In return for his discretion he will make sure the colonel wants for nothing. He goes on to describe how difficult it has been to be away from his farm and family. He genuinely misses his secret treasure Estelle..