" I'm surprised you've never been caught. Your ships' Political Officers can't be very diligent in their duties." My ships' Political Officers are Par...ty men, not Navy. As such they can be bullshitted to, as few Russians haven't a clue about the sea. Stalin has never so much as paddled a korabl across a pond. There are advantages in being a land power rather than a sea power." Your seaplane, Admiral, is it servicable, by any chance?" My Air Officer would fill in the details, but I understand it. “But why do you need ‘ME’?” I asked.“To help us move the thrusters.”“But they are weightless,” I protested.“Weightless, yes, but they still have mass and inertia. It requires energy to start them moving and more energy to stop them once they are moving. Since we don’t have the equipment that they do at repair facilities, we will need to do everything using our muscles, and you have the strongest muscles of anyone on the ship,” he finished.“Oh! I hadn’t considered that,” I said in embarrassment. "Hey you two, it's my turn now. I need some attention too you know."I turned, and this time kissed her instead. Again I felt the thrill of a woman responding to my kiss, and we pressed our bodies tight against each other. Her leg pushed between mine, and I felt her rub it up against my aroused wanting pussy. She looked me in the eyes as she did so, and the lust was clearly visible. She had on a thin top, so I lifted this over her head, and again wondered at the sight of her lovely breasts.. ”“Yeah,” she smiled wistfully.“Well the rumor is that he's crushing on you something fierce.” She couldn't hide the deep blush. “I know what he wants. I know what all guys want. It's pretty obvious he really likes you.” I looked over at her. “So are you going to do something about it?” More quiet. More thinking.“I wouldn't know what to do,” she said finally, immediately realizing how stupid that sounded. She needed a little nudge.“Well I'm inviting him over to our place Friday night. We can.