What's become of the Captain?

Calvo's hands continued to massage the Lieutenant's beautifully toned, ebony skinned body as she spoke. Her eyes were closed her voice low with fatigue and barely restrained emotion as she told him about the Captain. His strong fingers stroked the corded muscles around her neck and shoulders, as he watched her soft, full lips.....

"They are using her as bait, Calvo. Bait. An officer like her.....bastards....."

Calvo's palms were flat against the Lieutenant's chest now, stroking in long slow circles.His fingertips brushed against the soft pliant finmness of her breasts as if by accident. Her bared nipple jutted, dark and tempting.

"Slow down Lieutenant. Bait you say? Where and for what?"