‘Here’s to … … friendship, …. I don’t know what life would be without you three. ….’ ‘Amen!’ Phyllis said quietly, and leaned over... to kiss her husband and then another kiss on the cheek of David fresh from her bed. ‘Yes, ….. ….. …. me too’ said Mark. David looked at me and shrugged slightly, then nodded. ‘That’s true, …..’ he murmured, leaning to touch my lips with his. And that was more or less how we had left it at the cabin. Up in the air, some would say. Many, no doubt, would say that they. He was smiling when he said, "I hope I didn't startle you, I didn't expect to see anyone here this early in the morning, especially someone as beautiful as you." I didn't think anyone would be here this early either. Would you please turn your back so I can get to my car?" If I don't, how long will you stay in the water?" Come on now, I'm getting cold." If I turn my back for you, will you come back and talk to me when you are dressed?" Yes, if you promise not to peek." I'll try, but I am not. “Come on in,” I urged. They didn’t hesitate and I closed and locked the door as soon as they were through.“You’re correct, Miss Cooper,” the man announced. “We are from the Confederacy. The Confederacy Navy to be exact. I’m Commander Irving Beck and my associate is Petty Officer First Class Patricia Fuller.” He wanted me to check his ID card, but I didn’t bother taking it. That made him seem a little disappointed.“No need. I believe you. Pleased to meet you both. And call me Jean. You guys are. Swish... the leather tongue on the tip of the crop struck the shaft. Swish, the return stroke caught the underside of the shaft making my cock swing like a pendulum. The sensation alternated somewhere between pain and ecstasy and I wondered how painful it would be if she struck me with the crop shaft itself. Swish... the leather tongue caught the helmet and she swung it back, catching the underside of the helmet on the return swipe and this time I cried out at the sharp sting and moved my hand.