I thought we'd have a longer lead on those Russians, but we didn't get lucky. We're going to be pinned down in a minute. Put those damned deer rifles ...way! You'll just get yourselves killed!"The air was filled with the roar of the helicopter making a hurried full-power takeoff, and the blurred chatter of a machine pistol. Nothing hit the cabin; they must have been shooting at the chopper. Stupid move, that! Michael thought. Not likely those 9mm rounds will take down a chopper, unless they get. She took off her jacket and placed it in her lap. She then crossed her legs, exposing her skin to no one but the side of the plane. She inched her hands down to her panties, and glad that she wore a thong, pushed the small piece of material that covered her wet clit aside. She covered her hand up with the jacket, certain nobody could see. She gradually moved her hand and finger, caressing her incredibly sensitive area, taking quick breaths, and trying not to moan. It felt oh so good – and. What a sweet sound. It was hard to decide which one was the sweetest.The echoes of her broken efforts to breathe rang in Catherine's head like she was still with Karen. The bed still smelled of their sex. Catherine continued to replay the way she sounded as she pleasured herself with Karen. For Catherine's love for Karen was very deep.They had discovered something new earlier that week. At least he thought it was a discovery. Hell, she could have just been teaching her something new. Four days. He woke Jane and got into the shower, nervous about the upcoming lesson. It was stupid, he told himself. He knew he needed to get back into training, especially after what he'd learned last night. But he was afraid.Jane sensed this and with ruthless purpose teased the hell out of him until he gave in and lost his fear, for a time anyway, in the acceptance of her body. Ari smiled and kissed them as they went downstairs and she headed into the shower. Jane's ploy had worked, in the short run.