.. alive!Pushing hair away from my face, plenty of it and really heavy, I soakedup moonlight and laughed again. What the bloody hell had happened to m...?And why did it feel so good?"We're here to help, darling. We're good at that. Joined up to help,didn't we?" Too right. Can you help us find the signaller, love?" Not sure." I tried a smile, wondered what my face was looking like now.Probably not jowley and sagged any more. It didn't feel like I had morethan one chin."Lads. Does these look like. His eyes moved higher after a moment, focusing on my boobs. Just as he started to reach out I spoke up."Well!?!" I said sternly, "Are you staying in or getting out? Decide quickly."This seemed to snap him out of titty land. He turned sideways and backed against the wall opposite the curtain, pulling one of my shoulders forward so I could get in front of him where the water was spraying. As we switched positions I felt his hard-on catch on my hip for a brief moment, (I didn't look down at it,. No parachute was seen, so the pilot must have been a victim of the explosion.The leader's wingman fired at his target without as much luck. He achieved no hits and zoomed passed the bogey as he started to wrestle for altitude. Unfortunately, this caused him to slow down so that the bogey, which was now behind his attacker started firing at the Hawk. The bogey was also using tracers, and he managed to score some hits on the Hawk's right wing. These were the same light machine gun bullets that. That made Laura uncomfortable.On the other hand, Bernice did have the "wild body" that Cecilia had raved about. She was not statuesque like Cecilia, who had a beautiful classic figure, with a tiny waist and perfect proportions. Bernice was shorter, full-figured, with bigger hips and huge, jutting breasts. But she was also pretty, and also very black-skinned, like Cecilia.Clearly Bernice knew what was going on. She kept looking at Laura, then at Cecilia, looking at their bodies, as if she were.