." I murmured, and it was like begging. Giggling, she rubbed her hand over my cloth covered mound. Slowly, so slowly...teasing me. Her soft little fin...gers danced up to the waistband of my leggings and soon her silky hands were caressing the skin just above my honeypot. I sighed, struggling to stay calm and appear normal. My inner muscles were convulsing already, tightening and moving so that my tight walls caressed each other and made the other girls touch all the better. Kathlyn continued like. “Didja say somethin’ to me, cap’n?” asked the skinny young man at the ship’s wheel. “I’m sorry, cap’n me hearing ain’t what it should be.”“No, no, Barrow,” Weaver replied easily. “Just thinking out loud. Bad habit of mine. How are you doing?”In the rising light, Weaver could see the blond, sun-burned helmsman’s grin. “Oh, Barrow is always OK, cap’n. Got away from the Queen’s fooking navy and landed me a place in Uncle Sam’s fleet, I’m pleased as can be. Good food, good mates, and Ð if I can say. "Harry, those men were all ex-spetsnaz troops. Every one of them had their unit tattoo on their arms. What's surprising to me is none of our team was injured taking them out. If it hadn't been for your warning it might have turned out different. How did you know they were there?" I saw one in the tree line briefly and I knew there were no men supposed to be here, just Tran and the girls. Then the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I knew something wasn't right. They weren't looking for me. Then as she stared at me, I told her, "I...I don't think my they'd believe me..." My body was shaking and tearswere beginning to come as I thought of how dad had tried shooting me."They don't... don't like mutants." "I understand," she sighed. Then she turned around and told me,"Put your hands around my waist and hold on tight. I left my car a gooddistance away..." I was about to ask what she meant, when she transformed into iceagain, and then formed some sort of ice slide in front of her..