The crews would live aboard those Tugs. Each had two full five thousand gallon fuel tanks on their decks and full ship's tanks. Tim said he figured th...y would make Charleston about noon Wednesday.Pat said he would meet them there.Pat called the seaplane charter service that was renting the office and site next to the fuel docks. He chartered a flight to the Naval Base at Charlston for early enough to get him there at noon. There would be a return flight that night.Crystal would have liked to go. Toni brought Hunter up to search for drugs, a mostly superfluous undertaking now. The workers eagerly showed us the storage for the drugs--and thousands of guns.When the Cartel guards finally regained consciousness, it was time to get some answers. I’d asked several workers about the other platform and they were all sure that there were no Cartel workers over there. The Cartel had a hard enough time finding men willing to fly out here for two weeks at a time that they couldn’t get men for both. He again brought them to her hips, manoeuvring them against his torso before bringing himself up to a taller stance behind her. Kitty could barely bring herself to look over her shoulder, such was the intensity of her position, and as Pete slid his manhood into her once more, her toes curled and a meaningful, well-audible groan escaped her lips. "Shh.. remember?" Pete laughed as he pushed his hips close. The warmth and swelling of her grazed every inch of his throbbing cock. As Pete pushed. He smiled, not denying that thought hadn’t crossed his mind. Julie loathed the idea; her eyelids dropped darkly, like a guillotine.Longhorn was no idiot, his unimpeded view of her face made him square off his body to her. “My lady, I knew this request was likely to receive a cold reception. Yet, before you counsel your husband any further, please know I do not come empty-handed. I will pay for the first ship upfront. Think how that could help your town. Better equipment for use in your common.