After checking the gas for contaminates, Finch said, “It clean, Chief.” The gasoline is later poured into the first boat’s fuel tank.“That’s...good to hear, Finch. You and Reed stay here and fill the boats’ fuel tanks. I’m going to let the Ensign know the rest of us are going to look around and see if there is anything in this area we might be able to use.”As Chief Argento and the rest of Seal Platoon 5 leave to scavenge the nearby area, Seaman Ace Beebe and Blake Arrington dock their boats at. Clutching at anything to keep from hitting the floor."Both of us went quiet as we rubbed pounding foreheads. The increase in our blood pressures, Rose Ann's from thinking she'd been molested and mine from being accused of being a molester, began to subside, and with it our headaches eased. At least a little. I was still rubbing my temples when I tried to explain why I wasn't an asshole. "Rose Ann, we just got drunk and fell asleep. I would never take advantage of a girl who was drunk."Rose Ann. .............great! Who the fuck invented them? Although I am guessing that the driver wanted nothing in life more right now than to see me choking down his hot piss he just could not manage it and began wanking furiously into my wide stretched mouth, I was completely past caring that someone was in my face with a video camera and urged him to "come in my fucking slut mouth" which he did in great strings covering the inside of my mouth and my lips for what seemed like an age, the camera was. They were aiming to get a complete Patrol of four in one go, the method being for the girls to pretend to be drunk and let the Patrollers get close. When they dropped their weapons to start harassing the two drunken young women, as everybody knew they would, Tim and his colleagues would come out of the side passage and knock out all four. Perhaps predictably, it didn’t go as planned.For once it was a full four-man Security Patrol, not a two and two Safety and Security Patrol. All of them armed.