There was no rank insignia apparent, but I'd done enough research to know I was clothed in Civil Service grey. If that was the cost of my favor, then ...o be it.As I rode along, though, Erica's reference to Trisha tickled in the back of my brain. I knew it was far more than a seductive tease or an appeal to every man's supposed fantasy. She was trying to tell me something in that helpful, low key way of hers. Thoughts and images swirled in my mind as I struggled to figure out what that was.And. There would also be survivors, usually a lot of them. Yet, both boats just disappeared completely,” he explained.“I guess we need to be extra vigilant after St. Joseph, then,” I answered.The trip to St. Joseph was just like the last one. Each time we stopped for wood, the five of us were in our favorite spot, armed with an Enfield, two repeating rifles each, two Colt Navy revolvers, an S&W revolver, and a shotgun. We spent the night tied up at a different dock than we did when we were aboard. ” Vanessa moaned.“I take it that hers are also?” I asked. Amber nodded.“Are you gonna fuck me now or what?” Vanessa asked.“Do you want me to fuck you?”“Hell yeah, I wanna feel this thing in me.”“Climb on then.” I said.Vanessa stood up and pulled up her dress. She wore a tiny matching g string underneath. I kicked off my pants as Vanessa straddled my lap. She put her hands on my shoulders and I pulled her panties to the side, then fitted my cock against her bare opening.“Laser?” I asked.“Yeah.. Am I going to fuck you, Kitty? Perhaps I will if you are a good girl.’ Her thumb continued its suggestive stroking, as if the web between my fingers was the space between my legs. ‘Would you like that?’ The eyebrow thing again. The truth was that I had come out that evening vaguely hoping to get picked up. I wasn’t altogether sure that a woman with a whip bracelet was an entirely safe bet but what with her appearance, the Sekt, her stroking and the decadent feeling of the club, my reticence was.