It was no veiled threat…and Leasa knew it.With tears in her eyes she nodded her agreement. “Come on Jim.” I said and taking Leasa by the arm lea...d her into the bathroom. “Now get your pretty little ass to work!” I instructed her.Jim, was Johnny-on-the-spot, standing in the bathroom, naked, a raging hard on, looking like a puppy dog waiting for his treat. Christ I damn near broke out in laughter.Leasa turned on the water, adjusted the temperature and stepped into the shower. Jim eagerly followed.. Mary’s childhood stood her well as she easily entered the social fabric of the physically isolated Navy wives. What she found strange was that the other wives gave no deference to who her family was or how much they were worth. Instead, precedence was loosely based upon the command structures of their husband’s units and the seniority, by age, of the women in the group. Even then, it was more like a family with sisters and aunts and mothers than it was any of the social clubs her mother. ‘Anyway I hung around for day 2 then when it got uncomfortable, I grabbed my stuff and drove home, they can get the bus or train!’ ‘At least you are home.’ ‘Yeah, and with a friend I can trust.’ ‘That’s a lovely thing to say.’ ‘I mean it, I can trust you, I am happy just chilling out here.’ ‘Here you are.’ Sarah passed some cheese sandwiches and a glass of lemonade to Mike. ‘Thanks, just what I needed.’ In the afternoon Sarah and Mike carried on gently working in the garden, until it was about. Closing the door he turned on the lights and looked over the body. The strapless gown had slipped and both naked breasts stood out in all their glory. The switchblade was still sticking in her chest where he left it to prevent external bleeding. The body seemed to move when he pulled the knife out and a little blood welled up around the wound. He wiped the blood off the knife and then felt along her long slender neck for a trace of carotid pulse. He found none and confirmed she was really.