The skipper had us hiding behind a small island, no lights no movement. We had learned from locals that the mysterious submarine was coming in for the night. The skipper wanted to capture it instead of destroying it. He had a crew put together. Jones, JR and I were part of the crew. We all felt good having JR with us, he had been training us in fitness and self-defense. So, we all kind of trusted him to get us on board. We went ashore and met to our surprise a beautiful woman named Sandra, she and a group of women would be helping us get on the sub. She was an inch shorter than myself, and she took a liking to me. She gave us her plan, the XO being in charge loved it and told us what to do. Which he was smart enough to tell us to follow her orders. Funny thing, she was just a businesswoman, no military background. She just hated the men on the sub and wanted them gone. We were met by a group of Marines; they would take care of the crew if the plan worked. If so, we would have a sub and prisoners. She asked the XO if she could have me go with her to meet some people, he agreed. Took me aside told me to be careful.
To my surprise, she didn’t want anything but to sleep with me before the attack happened. What a wonderful night. I would never had taken her for being such a strong sexual being. That night went by so fast, and I was happy that not a minute was wasted. When we were done, she was professional again. News came that the sub was seen, and our plan went into effect. Sandra took Jones, JR and myself to be lookouts for her plan. For three nights she took care of each of us sexually. She admitted to us all that JR was a freak of nature, but she really liked me, and we hoped to continue a long friendship. Jones was like a puppy the whole time. He never seen such things but loved every moment.
The sub was seen, the crew left the boat, and went to their favorite drinking pub. Which this evening turned out to be a bad night for them. They were captured by the marines easily after they were drunk. The sub was taken just as easy because Sandra and her girls dressed as entertainers, they kept the crew entertained until they pulled weapons on them. We walked on board and couldn’t help but laugh when we found the crew naked and tied together. We searched the sub and found no one else. Though it wasn’t as easy I just wrote, I kept it short not to bore you the reader.
After the Marines took control of the prisoners and escorted them to a local base, we waited for a crew to take control of the Sub. While waiting, the marines guarded it, giving our crew some liberty. Sandra and I spent those days in her home. I grew very fond of her. Plans were made to stay in touch.
The US Sub crew showed up, the sub was underway under guard by Other US Subs, the Marines were gone, and the people gave us a hero’s farewell. Sandra was there, still the strong businesswomen. They would be met in the months ahead to receive our governments thanks in capturing the submarine. We became the most decorated ship in the Navy. Our Skipper was transferred to a Carrier, it was a sad day. But we gave him a hero’s farewell also. We sat there for a day waiting to learn our fate, who would be our new skipper. Would he be as good or as caring?
We found out when an all hands was called to the fantail. JR was in his normal seat, but he was quiet. Then the Command Master Chief comes to the speaker and calls us to attention for orders. The new CO/skipper was to be announced. The XO comes forward wearing a jacket, in 120-degree weather. The Command Master Chief reads orders for the new CO. The XO removes his jacket, and sure enough he was wearing the CO’s pin and a new rank of Captain. All hands clapped and congratulated him with his first Command salute. The engineer was advanced to XO, it all stayed on board. Made the day excellent. The XO was a great man and we felt he would make things just as good or better. He didn’t let us down; he was a hard charger and very fare to the crew. Many ways better than the old skipper.