"Don't worry shipmates, we ain't here to give youse a ball-blacking orroust your cabin. We figure we're all in this shitfight together, leftto look a...ter this shit hole, so we might as well have what fun we can,"Spike Jones announced to the terrified recruits."Come on, get out some ashtrays and grab some grog; it's time to party!"Billy Marron slurred drunkenly.At first trepidicious, the recruits were soon seduced by the offer offree beer and rum and soon they were all drinking and. "Come here." he saidholding his hand out toward me. When I didn't move within a reasonableamount of time he stepped over to the side of the bed closest to me andsat, patting a spot next to him, "Just relax Rach, we'll take it slow."Slow? One touch from this man and I was going to be so far over the edgeit's not funny. I needed some control, some control over him or...Brad slowly pulled his shirt off and then slid his shorts off as if hewere in the room alone. He moved more onto the center of. According to Xana it was imperative that they find the beach from which Yarba sailed to know the route he would take back to Kharbah. Once in the jungle Xana picked up the pace and their sweating bodies glistened in the rays of the setting sun. The going was tough and the footpath they were following meandered through the dense jungle. Natasha wasn’t used to the humid heat and the pace. Although fit, she had trouble keeping up with her companions. She admired their resolve and their dedication. Jake was confused. His mother’s eyes were locked on the television but he could feel her body squirming beneath him. She whispered, “Jake do you still hear your dad snoring?” “Ya, why?” Jake quietly responded. “Do you want to play a game with mommy”? “What kind of game is it?” He again questioned. “It’s like the game they are playing on the TV, it makes you feel good.” Without letting Jake respond she turned the movie off and sunk further into the couch. “You have to be quiet so your dad.