As she walked to the sea, she saw a dark-haired-, thin- but wiry guy eying her up. She looked straight at his cock, liked what she saw, fluttered her ...yes at him and waited for him to follow her in to the water.Five minutes later, he was swimming next to her and they discovered they spoke English. Richard was from a totally different part of the country to Roma, just what she wanted. When Richard's hands gently wrapped around her belly as they sat letting the waves lap up over them, Roma knew. In a stunning display of not-knowing-when-to-give-the-fuck-up, though,Kevin was back at Max's party the following night, downing booze andlooking for tail. And, of course, making sure that whore from the nightbefore wasn't around. He wasn't up for another run-in like that.This night was different, though. Within about an hour of the partygetting into full swing, Kevin saw a blonde girl, tits the size ofgrapefruits, wearing a little black dress and evidently taking advantageof every alcoholic. But each time she’d told herself that she was being ridiculous, that seeing him again would prove that his effect on her had just been the result of a passing mood.And she had pointedly ignored the insistent whirring of the projector in the back of her mind while waiting for the hours to pass.Still, when Friday night arrived she’d found herself growing more and more nervous. She agonized over what to wear, completely changing her outfit and hair several times, trying to find the right balance. Rebecca assured they had anti-submarine missiles that would take them out.Once again Larisa suggested that the captains on those submarines were probably men that she had commanded, and she should try to contact them to see where their loyalty would fall. Robert agreed to let her try to see if sinking them could be avoided. The group went to the communications centre to see if contact could be made. Larisa gave the radio operator the Very Low Frequency (VLF) numbers and a typed encoding to.