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Summer Vacation

Copyright© 2012 by Howard Faxon

Chapter 19: Back in Business

Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 19: Back in Business - It all started as a walking vacation around coastal Florida. It became the adventure of a lifetime!

Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   FemaleDom  

Well, like all good times, dat shit had to end. I got the call that my ship was ready. I cleaned up, packed up, dressed in clean clothes and headed for the Navy base. They let me in, more fools them. I pulled up to the doc, got out and stood there with my hands on my hips, looking her over. She looked good. The changes looked natural. I was then prepared to be happy. I grabbed my gear and headed up the gangway. The hatch was unlocked, but there was a marine standing there with a rifle at port arms.

I stomped up to him and gave him 'the hairy eyeball'.

You gonna give me any shit, son?

"No Sir! Nosiree. Ain't my job. No, Sir."

I patted his shoulder and walked throught the hatch. I had a load with me, so I called the elevator and took it all to the bridge deck. I walked into the wheelhouse, where three guys stood around grinning at me.

One of them said "Well, try it."

I looked at him then at the expanded fire control array.

I sat down at the main consosle.

I gave it a whack and said, "Well, give me a status, dammit."

"Situation nominal, captain.

I stared. I face-palmed. I about shit a brick. The guys were giggling hysterically.

"Okay, I walked into that one. Which one of you morons added a voder to the system, and how the hell did it know (a) that I was the captain, and (b) what to say?"

The guy with the thickest glassess raised his hand and wavedit aound a bit. "It was a set-up job, Captain. We installed a vibration sensor, then linked it to a status read-out on the screen and a voder."

"You're an idiot. An intelligent idiot, but an idiot. Nice gag, now disable it. During a shitstorm nobody needs distractions. Do any of you know what a shitstorm is?" I got a lot of blank looks and shaking heads. "It's a situation wherein if you lose your concentration for just a flash, you're probably going to be room temperature in short order."

We went through the major features of the instllation including a 'hands-on' control that worked by drawing and tapping on the CIC touch-sensitive screen. Radar settings, weapons status and CIC online status were obvious and easy to confirm. The controls were remarkably easy to use. The lower-level typed commands were at times counter-intuitive but I'd picked that up from the binders. I'd need some play tme to get a feel for it.

 
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