We are a small and rather close community. In many ways we are a tribe. At least that's what Professor Fabio explained to us one day during one of our... beach cookouts. After all we have the ten tanks that force us to work together as a team. Part of that requires that we trust each other as closely as any family member. This has helped us become a very close knot group.There even has been some pressure to move us from Trinary Island to the mainland and separate us. Part of the excuse the AI came. Kelli had always been a very high-sexed teenager and now young woman in her early 20's and she had long ago realized that she needed a constant source of sex to keep her from become so horny and so hotly intense for sex that she'd resort to nearly anything to get it and to have orgasms.Kelli became so desperate for sexual action that she turned to two different but both equally exhilarating directions for sexual release and realization of some of her own fondest sexual fantasies. The first was. Once we cleared the channel, we proceeded to Ordnance Island and the Custom Dock.They went through our paper work; clearances, immigration and health documents. The main hassle was over Bastet. Bastet is our ships cat. She’s Egyptian; hence, the name “Bastet.” And, in the dictionary under “imperious” it says, “See Tug’s cat.” However, like everything else in my life, she isn’t exactly a cat. Bastet is larger than a domestic feline and more closely related to the cheetah.We had a health. You save us. You incredible man. I very proud known you..."#3: " ... Keys not in room. Dom say 'leave nothing useful'. If you leave one alive for keys. He escape, kill us. No one do better than you. You gain days. Good days. I make peace. Leave messages. Spend time you. Have hope."We didn't have any conversations that long again; Prof couldn't physically or mentally participate for that long. I was starting to have increasingly long and serious lapses too.There were conversations that Prof and.