"She bit her lower lip, and studied him for a short while. How in hell can I ask him if it's really because he's worried and scared?"Chief?" When she ...saw she had his attention, she continued. "Tell me a sea story. What is it like to have a ship in battle?"The effect was surprising – his whole countenance softened, and he smiled at her. "It's pretty damned frightening, Lenore. There is very little that will sink a US Navy ship now, but accidents can happen ... in the Second War, there was a lot. ” Brenda sat up as well, scooting forward to slip an arm behind her friend’s back and resting it on the blonde’s thigh. “But you’re stuck working.” “Not right now, though,” Melissa said, and tugged the brunette’s hand into the V of her legs. Making no effort whatsoever to hide it, Brenda stared at his crotch, and then looked up to ask, “Care to join us?” Before he could answer, Melissa grabbed his pant leg and tugged. Giving in to the inevitable, he stepped forward, and both women rose up to. "I'm not sure? That girl, did you she what she did to me? And I came! I didn't want to, but she knew just how to touch me. I'm so ashamed. And that man, he's going to rape us, isn't he? Just like he did to poor Phoebe." "Monica, I'm afraid he's going to do more than that to us. We have to try and resist. Don't succumb to his torture, his drugs. We have to try!" "Rachael, is this a dream. It must be a dream." We both hung there quietly for the next few minutes. I wanted to be strong, but my will. 'A good idea, ' she said.We then got down to the serious business of my statement. She asked questions and guided me in the answers, writing down in longhand everything I said. Throughout I was admiring her, although not as blatantly as before; she was more attractive than I'd first thought and I could see no ring, and her smile lingered.I offered her a drink, which was politely declined. I wanted to find an excuse to keep her here a little longer.Eventually she stood up to leave, it was then.