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"NO!" yelled John, his voice rising with frustration and the knowledge that he had no other choice if he was to rescue his lover. He understood that the front was going to gradually collapse, that there was now no hope for the Popular Front Government of the Spanish Republic. "No way!"

"Don't fucking argue," 'Oz' told him, "that floatplane can only take three people at a squeeze, you, Benin and the Russkie. I want to stay, y'here, really!"

"You take Benin..."

"Fuckin' mug! Y'think she's going to go with me and leave you behind?"

Rhykov, the Russian GPU agent, paced impatiently not far away. He sometimes glanced at the two piles of earth just above the high tide mark of the Puenta de la Bana. The graves were unmarked to deter the Falangists from desecrating them later.

He listened to the two friends arguing, barely comprehending their twangy Australasian English. But he understood their dilemma. One of them will have to remain behind to take their chances. Normally intolerant of foolishness, he decided this time to let the two comrades work it out.

He recalled Retvizan, the romantic guerilla fighter. He chose to give up his life so he, Rhykov, might have a chance. He imagined this Australian fellow called 'Oz' had made a similar decision. 'No greater sacrifice... ' He knew 'Oz' would have his way.

"Let the Russian swim," John said, "we all stay."

"No, for the fucking last time! Look, let me tell you something. There's nothing back in Australia for me, y'here? Y'think I was a fucking pilot, right? Flying the outback and all that?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Well I never was a pilot, see? Only been up in an aeroplane once. I got this cropduster to show me how to fly. I saw this ad in a paper for pilots in Spain so I bullshitted!"

"Oh crap, you're..."

"That's the truth, Shagger, I was nothing but a farmhand, and a piss poor one at that. Got fired more often than not. I can't go back, the Law wants me."

"What for?"

"Fraud, theft, take your pick. I was a tea leaf, nuthin' more."

"A thief?" John said in astonishment.

"A thief! But Spain's giving me significance. For the first time I feel I'm doing something worthwhile, something important. I never was going to go back. Even on the docks at Barcelona, even if you'd stepped onto that ship, I never was going back."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Walk to France, maybe? Get me a couple of French sheilas and get pissed on the Montmartre. I could get a job in the Armee de l'aire, maybe the French Foreign Legion? Lots of opportunities for a good pilot. The French are getting some of those Curtiss Hawks I hear. Maybe they'll let me fly one?"

"Sure, 'Oz'," said John, beaten, "maybe they will?"

"Well, bugger off then, your Russian is getting anxious. Don't forget to take Benin? Shag her rotten and whack out a whole litter, eh?"

"I will!" John was in a dream. He felt reality slipping away. It was 'Oz' who fetched Benin and brought her to the dinghy. 'Oz' propelled him towards the boat with a hefty slap on the back. Stumbling, John jogged to the boat and got in. He stared back at the beach at his friend waving. Benin gave his hand a squeeze. Before he knew it the boat bumped against the pontoon.

Suddenly energised with the task in hand, he helped Rhykov pull the seat out of the floatplane and throw it into the water. Together they eased Benin up the tall side of the aeroplane and helped her into the space behind the second cockpit. She grimaced in pain at the maneuvring and Rhykov took off his battledress jacket to make a pillow for her.

"Fuck!" Rhykov muttered as he wedged himself into the cockpit. There was now nothing below him but the floor of the fusilage about 1 and a half metres below. He propped his boots into the aircraft's longeron ribs and squatted with his back against a wooden former. He regretted giving up his jacket as he realised the former would be digging into his back. He gripped the panel in front till he was balanced like a skiier. It was the best he could do.

The sun was well up now. John looked up from his preflight check at the little knot of spectators on the beach. He couldn't see 'Oz, ' he thought he must have left already.

It's just as well that most aircraft have the instruments in the same place, because the characters were all in Russian. Nevertheless, he had to ask Rhykov to translate. 'YAC' was kilometres, ok, 'artificial horizon' was pretty obvious and, once one figured out the Cyrillic numbering system, one could calculate engine revolutions and altitude. He cranked up the pumps to full pressure and hit the self starter. He bellowed in triumph when the wheezing engine banged into life. John tested the throttle lever until he was satisfied he understood everything he needed to get the aircraft airborne. The seaman cast off the plane from the pontoon and the plane began to move.

'Oz' heard the plane's engine start up. He kept on walking, he wasn't sure to where. He'd been surprised John had swallowed all that bullshit about him being a thief. But then, John Greenhaugh had always been gullible, hadn't he?

The truth is, he wanted to go home as much as anyone. He should've boarded that ship at Barcelona, but he didn't fancy John's chances on his own. He needed someone who was street smart, John was far too naïve and trusting. He'd have been a dog's dinner in no time, wouldn't he? 'Oz' Callaghan had never left a mate in the lurch.

A truck clattered along. 'Oz' put out his thumb but it kept on going. "Fucking Spaniards," he muttered, "fucking mug!" he said to himself.

John had never piloted a floatplane in his life. When taxiing it pitched and rolled like a boat that was far too top heavy. Unlike a landplane, control was sluggish because of the resistance of the water. He turned slowly into the wind and wound open the engine. The radial roared and spray flew up in a wide arc over the cockpit. At last it began to speed up through the water, the nose came up alarmingly and the aircraft settled into planing over the sea. John looked into the mirror and saw a high plume of water following the craft.

Rhykov's face was strained as he tried to support himself on his haunches against the bumping of the aircraft.

The heavily laden floatplane wouldn't lift, wouldn't get up to rotation speed. John pushed the throttle past the gate as it left behind the last of their light floats. Ahead was the mouth of the inlet and the open sea. John saw the crests of the waves ahead as the surf smashed towards the rocks. If the plane wasn't airborne by the time he reached open water, John wasn't sure what the rougher sea was going to do to the frail aircraft.

He looked into the mirror again. Rhykov was yelling and pointing up with his finger. John couldn't hear a word, but supposed what the GPU agent was telling him.

The plane lurched and suddenly they were skimming above the waves. John felt a surge of elation as he eased the stick slowly back and the nose of the Heinkel came up towards the sky. He looked into the mirror again and saw Rhykov smiling. John climbed steadily until they were at 1,500 metres altitude. He then banked towards the Mediterranean on the heading Rhykov had given him. He flicked on the radio and tapped the callsign, once twice.

Admiral Gorshin was on the upper bridge. He'd ordered steam up 2 hours ago and was counting anxiously down on his watch. In twenty minutes they had to leave or they'd never make the rendezvous with their support ship. To catch up time they would have to increase speed and, like any fast warship, the 'Tchervonya Ukrainiya' burnt up fuel at a prodigious rate at full speed.

The decision to leave had to be his, he insisted. He wouldn't pass on the responsibility of leaving people behind down the chain of command. If family or the High Command wanted someone's head to roll, it had to be his. There was no other way.

A signalman ran up the ladder and handed the Admiral a chit. On it, the call sign 'SC' repeated twice. Admiral Gorshin breathed a sigh of relief and gave the order to prepare the ship for seaplane recovery.

This was one of the most difficult tasks for any vessel in open sea. The cruiser was narrow and so had a tendency to roll. This made hitching the crane to a seaplane bobbing alongside a very dangerous operation. Various techniques were tried in the Soviet Navy, but the 'Tchervonya Ukrainiya' developed its own way.

A seaman was attached to the crane's spreaders by harness and was lowered down to the top wing of the aircraft. Swinging above, he clicked in the shackles by using a steel bar with a specially adapted hook on the end. If the sea was too rough, the seaman risked a ducking or being slammed against the wooden wing of the floatplane. Worse, he could be swung through the arc of the spinning propellor and chopped to pieces. The aircraft needed to keep the engine running to prevent the plane from drifting. It wasn't a job for the faint-hearted, but the 'Tchervonya Ukrainiya' had never lost a seaman this way.

And conditions were marginal, for the sea had come up. It was going to be an extremely difficult operation with fine handling required from the aircraft's pilot, the bridge crew and the recovery team.

All navies that used catapault aircraft had the same problem. The Japanese and the British were probably the most experienced and even those navies had at least one spare aeroplane on board in case of accidents. Soviet Cruisers of the 'Profintern' class, however, had only one. If that was damaged then it was tough luck.

It took John half an hour to locate the ship. A buzz of traffic came over his headphones, all in Russian and completely indecypherable. He had never landed a floatplane on the water before, or been recovered by a warship. Rhykov plugged in his headset in the second cockpit and tried to give instructions. He couldn't hear the ship calling so couldn't translate for him.

"Land into wind," Rhykov told him, "taxi to the ship's side ahead of the crane. Stand off 10 metres, they will hook you on, simple!" John could see that it wasn't that simple, that his throttle control would have to be perfect. And that in a type of aircraft with which he was unfamiliar as well as overladen. If he miscalculated he could drown them all, particularly Benin, who had no way of getting out in an emergency.

He was clammy with sweat, it ran down his forehead into his eyes. He circled slowly, observing the surface of the sea, calculating windspeed and direction. Gritting his teeth, he lowered the flaps to shed speed. He had little idea of the stalling speed of the Heinkel, instead, he used his sense of feel. Fortunately, the aircraft was very responsive to the controls and docile, a credit to its designer, Ernst Heinkel, and to its eliptical wings.

He sank lower and lower bringing the nose up for landing. The extra weight in the aircraft, particular Benin's behind the centre of gravity, threatened to cause the floatplane to pitch up at near stall speed and hit the water tail first. It was hard work, jigging the stick to keep the tail clear of the water. The Heinkel shuddered as it clipped the first wave. The nose now threatened to pitch forward and John put on more throttle to compensate.

The float touched water again and this time John eased back on the throttle. The Heinkel slapped down into the water, ducking into a trough, then breaking over a crest. In a remarkably short time, the floatplane settled, ceased planning, and began to pitch and roll in the sea. They were down.

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Eventually, numbness and boredom eased my terror, pushing it to the back of my mind. How long I hung, suspended like a worm on a fisherman’s hook, I know not for I spent much of the time fading into an uncomfortable unconsciousness. And then, the terror returned in abundance as I felt a presence within the dark, my eyes having grown accustomed enough to see the displacement of blank emptiness by something much darker and much more sinister. A sheen, if you will, of something shiny that seemed...

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Butterfly Ch 01

The research was being conducted by the university's College of Physical and Agricultural Sciences. Researchers from various departments had been studying the exoskeletons and shells of animals from across the tree of life. They had identified a member of the butterfly family that grew a hard shell over its torso, where no butterfly had previously been known to do so. This shell seemed to double the life span of this species, in comparison to other butterfly species. It also provided...

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Butterfly Beach I The Wreck of the Golden Dove or the Consequences of Unfamiliar Fruit

From the Journal of Olivia Delacroix - First entry. It’s been nearly twenty-one days since The Golden Dove was blown off course by a truly malevolent storm. Had it not been for the peerless bravery of our good Captain Harrington and the courageous Lieutenant Littlefield, we most certainly would have been lost at sea somewhere over the Pacific Ocean. Though having lost our glorious airship and most of our supplies, some of us made it safely to shore, holding out hope that the rest of the crew as...

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Lucy the Butterfly

Why does it take them so long, I wondered, sitting on the hard wooden bench. I had told them the truth, but they did not believe me. I could hardly believe it myself. And what a mess they made when they dug up the three young women we had so carefully dug into the flower bed behind the house. They had led me to their van through a crowd of curious onlookers. Then, sitting down in the police van with my hands handcuffed behind my back, was difficult and very uncomfortable.Lucy had promised to be...

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The Butterfly Effect

John was excited for a number of reasons. The biggest perhaps was their leaving on vacation to Mexico in the morning where they would spend a week relaxing at the beach, sightseeing, as well as enjoying one another inside their hotel room. The other reason John was excited, was because he'd stopped by an adult toy store on his way home, picking up his wife, Diane something special to hopefully enjoy using during the trip. Just thinking about all of it made him hard. He'd even removed his...

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The little butterfly on my swollen clit

He just stared at my eyes, giving me his only directive:“Get something for your clit, you little cheating bitch...”I then turned to the drawer besides my marital bed and produced a little butterfly dildo. I turned it on and the device began buzzing…He dragged it from my trembling hand and licked the little thing.“You taste so good, my little married bitch…” He whispered.He then gave the thing back to me, ordering to put it against my swollen clit. I had been extremely horny during the last...

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Butterfly Ch 02

Two hands picked up the blanket that covered her and pushed it off, exposing the rest of her body. Though Diane had gone to bed nude, almost her entire body was now coated with a black, shiny film. Only above her neck, her hands, and her feet had any skin showing. Darkness hugged every curve and crevice of the rest of her body. It wasn’t necessary to cover them, as the important liquid was already flowing through Diane’s anatomy. Standing up, Diane walked to the center of the room. Her eyes...

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Swap at the Butterfly Club

"OK Tam, let me get this strait, Butterfly Club is a bar where middleaged women go to meet boys for sex?""Tiffany, it isn't k**dy porn, they have to be twenty-one to get into theplace. Other than that, yes you have it right, its fun and with nocommitments, except for safe sex."When I saw the wispy smile cross Tiffany's face, I knew I hadconvinced her, I told her I would pick her up at ten. I didn'tmention that I needed her to be my wingman but I would find outsoon enough.As for Tom, he was...

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Exposing Cindy The butterfly vibrator part one

Volume three: Exposing Cindy - The butterfly vibrator Chapter one – a night on the townJim and I had been married several years, and we had a reasonable assortment of various experiences in the first years of our marriage. So I was not shocked when he showed up on a Friday evening with a gift for me; a ‘butterfly vibrator’ which had its own harness to hold it in place; however a pair of latex panties had me confused. "OK, what's with the girdle?" I asked. I knew at 5 ft 4 in. and 105 pounds...

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From Candace to CandyChapter 7

Well, now it's time for school. Candace and I go to a small high school, not private, but because we are so rich, it is not exactly public either. The students have been screened by my fathers' security teams; they are all exceptionally bright, well mannered, not prone to causing trouble, and to add ice cream to the pie, all are very good looking. There are 40 students, 20 boys and 20 girls. When the school was larger it had state champion quality teams in boys basketball, girls volleyball...

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Butterfly Lovers

It was fantastic summer day. A gentle breeze drifted lazily across the small pond. The reflection of the midday sun made the colors of everything stand out more. You lie there upon the soft terry cloth towel, your body soaking up every ray of sunlight that fell upon you. A beautiful monarch butterfly landed upon your left nipple. You held your breath as you admired the shear beauty of the elegant creature. The brilliant colors contrasted with the dark areola that surrounded your nipple....

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Handyman Candys Cabana

This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...

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Butterfly Beach XI Summer or The Sharing of Tongues

Spring passed quickly and summer arrived, bringing with it a longing that drew me more and more to the surface and daylight.  With each passing day I felt more and more restless, the need to see the open sky overcoming my desire for Isshu, strong as that was.  Had he been able to stand the almost sweltering heat, I would have enjoyed his company here in a world that was more to my tastes.  With or without him, I needed to feel the sun kiss my flesh and the wind upon my face.  The world below...

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Nandhini Chechi Breastfed And Got Fucked

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Heather and Candace PART ONE

So there I was. Detention. As usual. Girls like me ended up there a lot. I'm your stereotypical punk rock fuck up, a troublemaker. And so at 3:38, as usually, I was in room 204, Detention. I sat there looking down at homework, pretending I was doing it. Just then, Heather Sanchez, the feisty Hispanic homecoming queen came waltzing through the door. She took a seat down next to me, and I gave her a shocked look. I mean, who'd imagine that the perfect teenage girl would end up next to me? There...

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Andrea Andy and Me

(MMF, wife sharing) At the time I write this story Andrea, (My wife) is 36 years old, and quite a knockout. She's always been into bodybuilding and has been a runner since she was a k**. With all of the attention that she has given herself, it really shows. At her age she still has a hard body, and a deep rich "California Girl" tan. Her chestnut hair is beautiful. And her dark brown eyes seem to see right through me sometimes. My Andrea is a beautiful "self made" woman that any man would be...

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Gorgeous Indian Chechi Nandhini fed me her excess

Nandhini Chechi fed me her excess breast milk and surrendered her pussy to my 8” cock.Dear friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on [email protected] The incident happened when I was 18...

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Becoming Brandee Chapter 14

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Andee Plays a New Version of Around the World

Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...

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Andee Plays a New Version of Around the World

Andee felt a little reluctant as she stared at the calendar hanging on her kitchen wall. Scribbled in among her children’s sports and music lessons were the pending dates of her fall travel schedule again. At one time, she loved the idea of jetting off for a few days every month to another distant location for business, easily slipping into her professional role as a career woman on the move; but this time around, she felt a little hesitant.Of course, a big part of her reluctance was a direct...

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Andee Poses For A College Art Class

There weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...

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Andee Poses For A College Art Class

There weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...

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Andee Learns Just What Stays in Vegas

Andee carefully removed the letter from the envelope. She had just come home from work to find it placed on her pillow, plainly marked "Just For You." She knew it was from her husband, as he had departed on his business trip earlier that day. And, as he often did, he had some scheme cooked up to add a little excitement to her life. This time the plan was for her to travel to meet him at the end of his trip in Las Vegas. He was attending a trade show and managed to get an extra flight. What she...

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Fernanda Teenage Lust

I had just finished my first year of college and my mom and dad insisted that I go with them on a quick summer trip to visit one of mom’s old college buddies in Austin, Texas. Normally, I don’t mind such gatherings, but for some reason or another, Austin just didn’t appeal to me. I had been there many years before and didn’t find the city attractive. When we arrived, there were the customary hugs and greetings- since our family is Hispanic. (You have to love a culture that embraces hugging!) I...

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