370 | John W. Warner IV have I been so glad to see potable &esh water in my life. Even the Sahara has its magical wells and streams. I am very glad for Ernst and Edmund, their testing equipment. Bea handed him the soap with a smile. We may be an ark at present, but at least we wont smell like animals for a while. And yes, I consider our two stowaways animals of the lowest sort. Gwafa asked: Why do they not attempt to take over the ship if they have psychic abilities enough to kill? They said theyre not interested, said Bea, yawning. They enjoy the ad hoc adventure and only want to be dropped off in Axis territory. Bit queer, them, well, more than a bit. Maniacal, unethical, greedy, addicted to gambling but lazy-minded. Profit and prestige are their main interests, political intrigue a close second. They said theyre only going with the universal flow,whatever the hell that means. Gwafa looked into Beas eyes. Are weT She held his soapy hand. Hope so. A distance away, Lew and Stew splashed each other like children. Yoo-hoo, over here ladies! yelled Lew, bending quickly up and down so his large penis flapped against his wet stomach repeatedly. Weisswurst? Wankering dim bulbs, muttered Alice. Law of Unattraction describes them well. With Klemperers help, Bernie lowered a hose into the water to fill the ships tanks. Now Porsche and Gerlach can take their precious hot showers. Having finally befriended Bernie, Klemperer laughed for the first time. And together diddle themselves silly while saving water. At midnight the berth wall shook. Klemperer lifted Alice by her silky moist thighs to the wall of their compartment, pressing a slight hexagonal pattern into her back. He thrusted hard, bending his neck and biting at her stiffened nipples. She screamed in excited agony, her womanhood split by his more than ample manhood, nails dragging skin off his sharp buttocks till blood ran. Breathing was hot and deep; passion off the scale. Despite the exciting embarrassment of close quarters they kept on, tongues buried, long-awaited orgasms at the quickmarch. On the walls other side, Porsche and Gerlach attempted sleep. Did I ever tell you that I traveled on the Hindenburg to South America? Argghhn-n-n-n-n! groaned Alice. No, replied Porsche, pillow over his ears. But Im sure the Schweinebraten