1. In The Beginning: Chapters 2,3 & 4


    Date: 2/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Female Teens, Oral Sex, Author: davebccanada, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

    distant sea views appear in their window in fast succession. "I wonder how close the base is to the train. Will we have to walk or will there be busses laid on? Mike is wondering out loud and the others don't know any of the answers. Mike is glad to see Jack and Jackie are talking in a friendly manner. So far so good. None of them had gotten much of a view of Halifax so it appears that will have to be a future adventure. They watch a distant huge four engine jet plane banking on the horizon. Jack ventures, "That baby is military. That's no passenger liner. Did you see the radar dome on the front of it and that long stinger tail. There must be a base nearby." Jackie knows, "I saw in the recruiting office in Winnipeg that there is an airbase near here called Greenwood. They have big planes like that for chasing submarines. I bet that's one of them." Jack shakes his head, "I think you're right." They watch the plane go down and out of sight. He asks Jackie, "Were you thinking of joining the Air Force?" "I thought of it but the navy is recruiting women right now and opportunities looked better with them. How about you guys, why the Navy?" Mike shrugs, "I have always preferred the ground to the air. Give me a good car or a bus or even a train any time." Jack says, "My grandfather was Navy and I have a cousin here somewhere. It seems to run in our blood. We were seafarers in the old country." "What country was that?" Jackie is inquisitive. "We hale from the Netherlands and ...
    especially the lowlands west of Amsterdam. Haalem and IJmuiden to be exact. I doubt you have heard of it. My family immigrated two generations ago but my grandparents still speak Dutch at home all the time." "And what about you, Mike?" asks Jackie. "Scottish and native American here. Jackie pushes it, "Are you native Indian?" "Yes, I'm Mohawk as well as Scottish. My mother was a clanswoman of the Iroquois and my dad was the local Indian agent," he grins, "and yes, I do play the bagpipes." "Maybe they will let you play with the band at the base. I think that would be grand. I want to see you in a kilt." she giggles. They chat on till the train makes a brief stop in Middleton, Nova Scotia and allows them to get out and stretch their legs. When they board again there is an announcement that dinner is ready in the dining car. Others have joined them during the brief stop so now a crowd moves together to the dining car. Good natured chatter and laughter follows them where ever they go as new friends are made. Three burley sailors in full uniform enter the dining car at the far end. They speak briefly to the porter and the bar tender then turn to address the room. Mike notes two of them have blue armbands with MP prominently displayed. The center one of the three has three chevrons and a maple leaf. Mike notes he outranks Virginia. He addresses them. "Gentlemen," he clears his throat, "and gentle women. Let me welcome you to HMCS Cornwallis. You will be arriving at the base within a few ...
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