<strong>Joseph Harden &amp; Eloise Monot</strong><br/><br/>After the summon came from the Commander, Harden left the galley again and returned to the captain’s quarters. He took the responsibility of looking after Eloise from Mcheath, as the commander departed to assign the girls to their respective posts.<strong>“The captain might need some time with your friend… I’ll show you to your new quarters for the time being.” </strong>After a short walk, they arrived in the section of the ship that had been designated to keep the girls. Zanovic and Vinci had finished clearing out the storage room opposite the bunk room. Vinci managed to keep his glances at Eloise somewhat subtle, but Zanovic was shamelessly staring. Harden started to wonder if he had been wise to select Luka as one of the men for the guard duty, but the decision had been made and he wasn’t about to come back on it now.<strong>“Alright Zanovic, you are dismissed. You’ll come and relieve Vinci in eight hours. You two will man this post even if the girls are on duty, I don’t want any of the men to get ideas and snoop around here.”</strong>Zanovic could not hide his disappointment at being dismissed, but he eventually disappeared. Harden opened the door for Eloise and lead her into the bunk room. He put her bag down on the nearest bunk.<strong>“It might appear cramped, but believe me, this is actually quite spacious for a submarine.”</strong><br/><br/>Eloise had followed the black man in silence. She was no longer resisting, either physically or verbally. It served no purpose anyway. What happened to Ophelia was ample proof of that.  She sat down next to her bag and replied neutrally.<strong>“You don’t have to worry about me, I’ll make do with this… I just want this to be over as soon as possible.” </strong><br/><br/>Harden sat down on the bunk opposite hers. It was hard not to notice how beautiful the girl was. Her long shapely legs in the short denim hotpants. Her cut-off top revealing quite a bit of her tanned midriff. Her well-shaped breasts. The long dark hair. She would have aroused him had he met her on shore, but here, inside the submarine, after months of going without a woman… No amount of resisting could prevent another hard-on from springing in his pants. He shifted his legs and hoped the bulge would not show too much in his trousers. He could feel the sweat forming again, and hoped the captain wouldn’t take long with the redhead. If he was around the sexy brunette for too long, he wasn’t even sure he could trust himself. What chance did they have at the rest of the crew keeping their composure and discipline?<br/>