[Marah Law]

1543
Boardwalk
Miami Beach, Florida

Marah started towards the group as one of the men waved back then she heard Travis call her over. Going to a trot she made it to the group in no time and gave them a smile as two jerks gave her a wolf whistle, she ignored the rift raff and joined in on the conversation the group was having. "Travis, Bobby and Steve. Long time no see guys how are you all ?" she asked the three she knew then turned to the two she didn't know. "Captain Marah Law, pleased to meet you"

She smiled at them all then looked at the skies dubiously, her time on delta had given her a great respect for water and a caution about water craft. "Hmmmm I don't know about that" she said losing her smile for a second as she consider it, "It would take a bit of convincing, let's just say I've had quite a few bad experiences with water craft on delta that has put me off that type of recreation. Plus I'm a fly girl, I am more comfortable with wings" she smiled again this time beaming.

She got another wolf whistle and watched as one of her group started to head for the jerks. "I'll handle it" she said smiling and halting the advance. The jerks watched as she walked seductivly towards them, then upon reaching them she smiled her predatory smile "Listen Boys, if you really think you have a chance with me than shall we test if you can handle me first? Hand to Hand shall we" she tested the two.

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[Steve Hamrick]

1543
Boardwalk
Miami Beach, Florida

Steve let his mind wander for a moment. The skipper might have been actually pretty when he'd been a twenty-year-old kid.

And might have knocked an equally twenty-year-old Steve's block off for saying so. He shook his head. Superior officers had gotten less appealing as a crush as he himself had gotten into his thirties. "You must have racked up the demerits back then, sir." Of course, Steve had too, but almost all of them had been related to breaking curfew, sneaking back into the student dorms after being out all night in LA's nightclubs and gay bars.

Blake rolled his eyes as Oxford. "Please, I tried that. You met her. After a year of straight marriage, I was about to jump off a building." Not wanting the captain to take it the wrong way, he stumbled over his own words. "Not that you're not a beautiful woman, but," he gestured to Steve, whose attention had wandered to about a half dozen college guys playing beach volleyball, which made Blake elbow him hard, "not my type. Oh, Blake Warren, Steve's partner."

"Likewise, Law. I'm fabulous, sun, sand and guys too young for me running around in swimshorts."

Steve was about to answer to the building plan to rent Jet-skis when he heard the whistle and the looks. He'd stuck up for both straight and lesbian gal pals countless with jerks like those and was ready to do it again when Law stopped him.
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Tony was a college kid from New Jersey down on a summer break, who'd believed all his life that 'No' meant, 'Just keep trying.' Surrounded by his friends who all believed the same thing, he couldn't back down.

The brunette was hot, she'd be hotter if she wasn't wearing that granny bathing suit.

And if he had any sense, he'd have noticed that of the five men she walked with, four had military-short hair and that might suggest what she did for a living. "Oh, I can handle you, baby. Stuck with two old guys, the gays, and Fu Manchu there; you gotta be looking for a real man."

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