Date: Tue, 29 Jan 2013 21:23:09 +0000
From: robert goater <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: M\V Jean Peterson. Part 10

First contact.
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At last the release gear was ready for trial before they left Cyprus and
Scott found an oppertunity to have them tested out when they were clear
of other ships. They fitted dummy's and both JP1 and 2 took off. Marcell
flew in and attempted the first drop and off they came. Huge cheers. Next
was Jon with the same result. Janet and Gerry in the RIB recovered the
dummy's and they carried out a few more practise runs until they were
happy that they could attack with the real thing.
"Ok, bring them in and load two live ones on each. Tell Jan to come in."
Scott told them.
"What height will you fly Marcell?"
"I will try 20ft, the same as when we released the gas." Off he went and
run in at that height and 70mph. He released the grenade. It dropped off
and hit the water and exploded after it had sunk a couple of feet. "Just
given the fishes a headache skip. Will try the next one at 30ft." Marcell
bought his helicopter round for his next run and this time it was perfect
with the grenade exploding about 5ft above the surface
"Fucking marvelous!" Scott was very pleased and even more so when Jon got
the same result.
"Skip we will need to bomb a target. We know they work and we know the
speed and heights we need to release, but I don't know WHEN to release,
all we were doing was bombing the sea." Marcell told Scott.
"When we get clear in the Gulf you two can start practising properly
Marcell. Well done you two." Marcell and Jon could not be more pleased
and beamed at Scott. Scott smiled back at them and thought how fortunate
that both he and Marcell had found love in a small town in Iceland that
very few people have ever heard of, but a place which for him, Andrew,
Marcell and Jon ment so much.

The passage through the Suez and then down the length of the Red Sea was
uneventful. Everyone was gearing up to go into pirate areas. Paul now
reworked the watches so that more would be on as soon as they got south.
They were ready and more than able. Scott got them to paint JP2 with the
new orange colour telling them he wanted it to be highly visable in the
hope that Jon could draw the attention of any attackers, while JP1 ran in
from behind and not so visable. "I wanted pink." Was all Jon said.

Scott followed the same course that he took when they were attacked which
would take him once again north of Suqatr island and two days
later they reached the exact location. He told the crew he was stopping
the ship and when the Jean was still he left the bridge to go to his
cabin. They all knew why and remained on the bridge.
Scott had a wreath made of silk flowers that he kept in a cupboard  and
took it to the stern. Once there he had five minutes private time and
cast the wreath over board. All the crew were watching and all felt for
their Captain. He stayed there watching as the wreath drifted away and
after a while bought himself back to the present and returned to the
bridge and sat in his chair.

"8 knots please."
"Yes Captain." Janet responded. Scott looked at her and smiled his
thanks.
 Andrew as always did the right thing and stood quietly next to Scott not
saying a word. He did not have to, Scott knew Andrew was his rock and
with him there he would be fine, just fine.

During the first week the main priority was for Marcell and Jon to
practice their "bombing." The RIB was lunched with Janet and George again
crewing it JP1 and 2 took off, with dummy's fitted and made several
passes dropping them 200yrds to starboard of the RIB so as not to hit it.
At first the results were mixed, but gradually they improved and got much
nearer the target. The target point was deemed to be hitting the
water ajacent to the RIB. It wasn't perfect, but the best they could do.
The boys of course were having a great time and Scott was happy for them,
but had to emphisis just how important the practise was and not just fun
time! Jon had settled in so well and of course all due to Marcell and him
being so much in love. They could not be more popular and like brothers
to all of them. On one occasion Scott came to the bridge just as they
were going off watch. He gave them a couple of minutes and spoke into the
intercom.
"All crew, if you experience a strange sideways rocking motion of the
ship soon don't worry Marcell and Jon have just gone off watch!" You
could hear the cheers from all parts of the ship.

One week became two and by now they had become accustomed to the routine,
without loosing any alertness. It's a state of mind that many on active
service experience, it's almost a state of automation. In another two
weeks they were due to meet the first of Scott's father's ships and they
were slowly sailing in the direction that they would meet up with it.
They had seen many ships visually and many more on radar, but when they
spotted a small vessel everyone was looking at it with particular
interest. There were a lot of them fishing, but knowing what was
a fishing boat from a pirate mother boat was impossible, hence the
attention they gave all of them. Scott had all of them logged with a name
or number and flag if one was being flown as well as the position just to
keep a record of the sighting.

It was during the third week that another boat was sighted. It first
showed on the radar and they knew it was a small boat because of the
return they were getting on the screen. There was no sighting from the
main camera yet. Reg was on watch and noted it had changed course towards
them from the port side and called Scott. The whole watch looked in the
direction, but as yet they could not pick it up. Scott called Marcell to
start his JP1 and take off. As soon as he reached 100ft he spotted it.
"It,s coming at us skip, quite fast." As soon as he said that Scott told
him to stay hovering and sounded the alarm. Even if this was not for
real, it was good practise. Jon got his JP2 started and took off and as
planned he would go to one side of the ship and wait instructions from
Scott. They waited and soon the boat was visable to all of them. Scott
told Marcell to fly wide to starboard then make his way out so that he
could get round the back of the boat at 200 yards. Marcell flew low and
knew he was unlikely to be seen or heard over the boats engine noise.
Scott went to the camera screen.
"See anything yet Gerry?
"No skip."
"Ok start the cannon generator and turn on the uni cannons Janet." These
would sweep both sides of the hull with powerful jets.
"Ok, lets see what he is up to. Go to 20 knots."
"I am behind him skip, can't see any weapons, but I am a bit low to see
the whole boat. All I can see is a couple of guys at the stern smoking."
Scott went to Marcell's screen and stared at the boat.
"He is staying on course skip." Paul said.
"He maybe waiting for us to get further away, keep your eyes peeled. Are
we clear Gerry?"
"Yes skip, all clear, just that one."
It soon became clear the boat was not following them as it did not
increase speed and after another 20 minutes Scott told them to stand down
and returned the ship to 8 knots. JP1 and 2 landed and the boys went out
to look after their babies and top them up with fuel and secure them back
onto the deck. The off watch went to the saloon for a coffee and talked
about what had just happened. This small incident was a good reminder of
the need to be on top of their game and the crew of the Jean Peterson was
at the top and that is why all those off watch could depend on those ON
watch to be on top of that very "game" which would ensure the safty of
the ship and all those on board.

Scott and Andrew had not made love, but were cuddled up together in their
bunk after a shower. Nothing was said as each of them were more than
content just being like they were. Of course they kissed a great deal as
this was the most profound way of expressing their feelings to one
another. Scott had never been so relaxed as he knew that the whole crew
were at the point were everyone of them were as compitent as the next and
he could trust all of them. With that level of trust he and Andrew
dropped off to sleep.

The alarm woke them and the rest of the ship. It was 2am.
Scott dressed and got to the bridge fast.
"Where?" Paul was on watch.
"4 O'Clock coming in fast, about 30 knots."
"Full speed and get him behind us." Janet came on the bridge and started
the generators and raised the cannons at 60 degrees. She also turned
the stern cannons on.
"Gerry?"
"Got him, he is alone and all clear around."
"JP1 taking off skip. i'm going behind him."
"JP2 taking off skip."
"Good lads." Scott went to look at JP1's screen. Marcell had his camera
on the boat and was following it.
"Any guns?"
"Can't see any skip." Scott looked through his night glasses and saw the
boat still some distance away, but was coming at them faster he thought.
"Ok everyone, stand by I think we have a live one. Paul send out a
message, we are being chased and expecting an attack."
"Search lights standby."
"Anything else on radar? Gerry?"
"All clear skip."
"Marcell get in closer to him and climb to 100." Scott looked
over Marcell's shoulder. They saw it at the same time!
"RPG! Stay with him Marcell and wait for me."
"Ok skip."
"How far?"
"200 yards skip." Scott's heart was racing.
"Search lights ON." And there it was well and truly lit up.
"Cannons on!" As rehearst so many times Janet fired them, but at a 45
degree angle until Scott told her to engage. Massive amounts of water
flew out of them.
"Gerry all clear?"
"Yes skip."
"Paul send out we are under attack. Give our position"
"Yes skip."
"JP2  get behind 1, attack with grenades when I say."
"Yes skip."
"Ok, stand by....................  Half speed!" The Jean rapidly lost
speed and all of a sudden the pirates were now in the range of the water
cannons.
"Fire Janet." Janet turned the cannons onto the boat and the reaction was
instant.
"There going to starboard skip."
"Follow them Janet."
"They are firing at us skip!" Marcell shouted.
"Attack Marcell."
But they suddenly turned further away and a few seconds later Janet
turned the cannons off, they had now gone out of range.
"JP1 hold fire, but follow them. JP2 follow us."
"Go to 5 knots, cut search lights."
"They are legging it skip, think we saw them off."
"Port 20 go to 10 knots." Scott wanted to get off this course.
"Are they still on the same course Marcell?"
"Yes skip."
"Ok come back and land, Jon you come over us and go to 250 ft."
"Ok skip."
"All clear radar? Gerry?"
"I can still see the boat on radar, but very weak."
"Gone off camera skip."
"Turn on inferred Jon, see anything?"
"Just a red dot skip and he is still going."
"Skip?"
"Yes Paul?"
"Shall I transmit all clear?"
"Oh fuck forgot that! Give their speed and course out ok?"
"skip."
"JP1 landed skip."
"You come in as well Jon."
"skip."
"Ok everyone stand down and thanks. Good job. We can pick the bones out
of this later." They returned to normal course and the off watch stood
down, but everyone on watch still very much alert. Scott stayed on the
bridge. Andrew came up with a coffee for him and Colin and George bought
food and drink for the watch.
Andrew put his arm around Scott and kissed his cheek Scott loved that and
kissed him back. After a hour Scott went to bed, Andrew was due on watch.

It had become routine to have bridge meetings so that all crew could be
involved and at this one they could go through last nights attack. There
was not much to discuss though as everyone was more than pleased about
how the ship and the crew performed.
"I don't know about you skip, but I would imagine every attack will be
different and if we do as well as last night if there are any more I
personnaly think we will come out on top." Everyone agreed with Reg.
"Does anyone think I should have gone after him?"
"No skip, we did what we set out to do and that was to fight the bastards
off and besides we would never have caught him even if he did have a boat
half full of water." Paul said.
"Yes Paul my thoughts as well, but mind you if the situation demands I
will sink them. The last thing on my mind is someones safety who are
trying to do us harm and they will as you all know, I just hope it does
not happen."
"I'm going to look at the video recordings when we finish and look at
what we have and get it all on disk, Show you guys when I finish." Gerry
looked at George and was happy that he was going to help him.

Gerry and George got to the recording shack down on the lowest deck. It
had been quite big until all the equipment had been installed. It was now
just big enough to get them both in with only one chair for Gerry, George
had to stand behind him. They watched all the recordings from the main
camera and the helicopters as well as the 3 fixed cameras covering the
whole ship.
"This equipment is great George, the quality is excellent."
"I don't know a damb thing about this stuff, but your right about the
quality." Gerry worked away, but as he did he became aware of the
closeness of George standing behind him. His mind began to wonder and
made a couple of mistakes and swore.
"Whats up? George asked. Gerry turned and looked up at George and did not
reply, just looked. George looked back. Normally he would turn away, but
not this time. He lent down and the two men kissed for some time.
"Your place or mine?" Gerry asked.
"Which ever one is closest come on." It was Gerry's cabin that they would
get to first. Once inside they stripped.........No in fact pulled one
anothers clothes off, both were so horny after such a long time without
sex all they wanted was to get the other naked. They both knew how each
other looked from the gym sessions in London and now on the Jean, both
had to admit that what they were doing now, should have happened then! It
was all very intense and without any finesse what so ever, but the needs
were so great and the passion level at the top of the scale all they
could do was get naked. Gerry was first on his knees and swollowed George
all the way down to his throat. George threw his head back and shouted
something out and Reg, who just happened to be passing outside the cabin
at the time, knew just what was going on because Freddy shouted out like
that when they were doing "stuff!" Reg smiled and walked on.
Although George loved what was happening also needed to get at Gerry and
got onto the bunk and together they went into a 69. Once there they began
to slow down a bit and just suck something neither had sucked for many a
month, but it was not long before both of them were getting to the point
of no return.
"Fuck George i'm coming, I can't hold back." George said nothing and just
waited for Gerry to shoot and as he did so did George, an emormous amount
of the white stuff that neither saw as they both swallowed each load
down. Both men laid back and after a while George turned and faced Gerry.
"Fuck I needed that."
"Me too and we have still got three hours before we are on watch." Now
that they had both released the loads that were busting to be free, they
now laid together exploring one an others bodies. George ran his hands
all over Gerry.
"You are a hell of a good looking guy, beautiful in fact."
"I think since we have trained together you are a great looking guy, but
the most important, a nice one." They kissed for a long time.
"I haven't got what we need George, don't suppose you have?"
"I do indeed and you are the reason I bought it with me. Want me go
and get it?"
"Damb sure I do, I will go and get clean." They kissed and George got his
shorts back on and went to his cabin. Gerry showered.
Back in bed they just kissed and explored bodies and as they did so they
become more aroused. Finally with Gerry on his knees George did the one
thing that Gerry loved so much and cried out when Georges tongue hit his
button. He squirmed all over the place as he became even more worked up.
George could not hold back any longer and got behind Gerry and pushed
himself against his hole. Just one thrust and he burst through and
entered Gerry's anus. They were both in a different world and as George
pumped so their worlds came together. George could not hold back and
shouted he was coming and with four more pushes into Gerry he finally
shot out the second load and filled the condom. He collapsed on Gerry who
twisted them both round and finished himself off.
They cuddled in and waited to recover.
"Nice and even better because it was you George."
"Thanks, that means a lot. It was great." Sometime later they got up and
went to shower and spent time cleaning each other, then went back to bed
and slept for an hour. Gerry's alarm woke them. They kissed for a while
and then got dressed to go on watch.
"Same again later?"
"My place next time, ok?"

As they arrived on the bridge they saw eveyone looking through
binoculars. Gerry picked a set up and looked through them. He could see a
warship coming to port and behind them them at full speed. It was the USS
Rockall.

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Thanks again to those that have written to me. Much appreciated.

Bobby