I'll Be Seeing You
Chapter 22
Charlie shivered as the cool morning sea breeze found its way easily through her coat and onto her body. She hunched her shoulders and yawned as she waited for the Wren to pick her up in a lorry to commence their secret journey together to Kings Lynn. Charlie checked her watch; it read eight twenty. She yawned again and then heard the throaty roar of a Bedford lorry coming along the road. Charlie felt butterflies in her stomach start to flutter. The thought of Joey always created this feeling within her. She was smiling even before Joey had pulled up.
Joey grinned as she saw Charlie waiting patiently for her and gave her a little wave. Breaking, she pulled the lorry over and stopped by Charlie. She leaned over and opened the door.
"Hello you!" She beamed. "Give me your hand and I'll give you a pull up."
Joey helped Charlie up the steep steps into the cab and Charlie closed the door behind her.
"Good morning!" Charlie said, touching Joey's cheek, with her hand.
Joey smiled and then grimaced, feeling Charlie's cold hands.
"Hey! Give me your hands, they're freezing!" She said, taking Charlie's hands in her own and rubbing them vigorously.
"The wind's keen out there this morning." Charlie said, enjoying Joey's touch.
"I've picked up some food and a bottle of pop from the canteen for our lunch. So if you're ready, let's get going!" Joey said, releasing Charlie's hands.
She revved up the engine, engaged first gear and released the hand brake. The gears groaned in protest, but the lorry slowly started to move away.
***
They were a mile or so out of town and the road was quiet. Joey pulled the lorry over and turned off the ignition. Charlie looked at her questioningly.
"What's up?" She asked.
Joey took hold of Charlie's shoulders and pulled her over and passionately kissed her lips. When she let Charlie go, Charlie looked most surprised, but delighted.
"Well, that was nice." She said, putting her arms around Joey's neck.
"I just couldn't resist you!" Joey said wickedly.
"I love you." Charlie said, seductively in Joey's ear.
"Mmm. I love you too. But I suppose we had better be heading off. I have a deadline, and if you keep distracting me like this, there'll be hell to pay!"
"ME distracting YOU! I like that!" Charlie said, indignantly.
Joey chuckled and started up the engine. Charlie left her arm draped over Joey's shoulder and her hand gently caressed the back of Joey's neck as she drove.
"When are we expecting to reach Kings Lynn?" Charlie asked after a while.
"Before lunch time, hopefully. Then after they've taken delivery of the part, we'll find a nice little spot to pull over and have our lunch. Scotch eggs and apple dumplings; how does that sound?" Joey said, enthusiastically.
"Lovely!" Charlie said.
"What time do you have to leave tomorrow, Charlie?" Joey asked quietly after a moment or two.
"I suppose I should be away by mid morning. I need to catch a train that'll get me to Stowmarket in time for a London train connection; one that gets me back to town by early evening, if possible. Sunday trains are never that good at the best of times."
"I see." Joey said, quietly.
Charlie looked at Joey. She knew exactly what she was thinking. She leaned over and kissed Joey's cheek.
"It won't always be like this, Jo. One day it will all end and we can be together for good. Never having to worry about trains and bombs and having this constant cloud over us all the time."
Joey nodded.
"I know, it's just - when we're apart, I feel like something's been ripped out of my soul and I bleed inwardly."
"And you feel cold all the time, and when you're in a crowd, you feel quite alone." Charlie added.
"Does everyone feel like this or is it just us?"
"I don't know, sweetheart."
"Maybe we are just special." Joey grinned.
"We are special." Charlie smiled.
***
The engine part was delivered to a small Army depot just on the outskirts of Kings Lynn by eleven thirty. Joey had dropped Charlie off half a mile away from the depot, so no questions would be asked about the civilian travelling in a Navy transport lorry. Joey spent the next half hour sorting out paperwork with the depot clerk and then, turned her truck around and heading back to collect her lover.
"Sorry I was a long time." Joey apologized as she helped Charlie back into the lorry.
"That's okay. I was doing some thinking; about us."
"Oh yes? Anything I should know about?" Joey grinned.
Charlie giggled and blushed.
Joey's eyebrows shot up in wonder.
"Maybe we should talk about this later." She suggested with a wink.
***
They travelled on for a couple of miles and found a quiet lay-by just off the road. Joey pulled the lorry over and switched off the ignition.
The girls turned to each other and smiled.
"Are you hungry, yet?" Joey asked.
"Only for you!" Charlie replied, running her hand along Joey's thigh.
"You hussy you!" Joey chuckled, enjoying Charlie's touch.
Charlie leaned into Joey and their lips gently touched. Like a spark to a tinder box, their hearts ignited into flame and their want of each other, crucial. The kiss became frantic. Hands and fingers worked hard, desperately trying to free each other of the encumbrance of clothing, but the lorry cab was not proving to be the most comfortable of places to make love.
"Ouch!" Charlie yelled as her elbow collided with the gear stick. She rubbed furiously at her funny-bone as it tingled.
Joey, in a flash of inspiration dragged Charlie over into the back of the canvas covered lorry, which, though not particularly comfortable, had more room and privacy.
Joey dispensed with Charlie's blouse and undid her bra. She roughly ran her hands over Charlie's soft breasts, making Charlie gasp with excitement. Charlie unbuttoned Joey's overalls and slipped them half way down over her shoulders. She giggled as she entrapped Joey's arms and tickled her unmercifully. Joey laughed and struggled to free herself of her strait-jacket. At last, Charlie freed her captive and unbuttoned Joey's blouse beneath her heavy work clothes; thrusting her hands inside against Joey's softness.
"Blimey! Your hands are still blimmin' cold!" Joey complained.
Charlie giggled and pulled Joey on top of her.
"Don't be such a baby!" She purred and kissed Joey hard.
Joey straddled Charlie and unbuttoned Charlie's trouser fly, very slowly; grinning at Charlie like a Cheshire cat. Poor Charlie waited patiently as Joey teased.
"It'll be a shame to rush you!" Charlie advised, frowning.
"An artist never rushes her work." Joey confided.
Charlie chuckled and took a firm grip of Joey's fumbling hands; as if attaching handcuffs.
"If you're too feeble for this job; let me!" Charlie said, holding Joey's wrists in one hand and unbuttoning her own fly with the other.
"Patience is a virtue." Joey quoted.
"Yes, I'll remind you of that in a minute!" Charlie said, pushing Joey off her and climbing onto Joey instead. "Let the professionals get to work!" She grinned, still holding Joey's wrists in her one hand.
With the other, she finished unbuttoning Joey's overalls. Freeing Joey's wrists, Charlie used both hands to expertly pulled Joey's overalls off her legs and over her work boots. Joey giggled and helped extricate Charlie of her slacks.
"Come here!" Charlie ordered, grabbing Joey's arms and pulling her up onto her feet.
"Bossy boots!" Joey grinned as Charlie nibbled the lobe of her ear.
Charlie's fingers took hold of Joey's panties and slipped them down over her hips, letting gravity do the rest. She gently slid her hand a little way down the inside of Joey's thigh and then back up again until she heard Joey's gasp of pleasure as she came into contact with her soft, wet sensitive area.
Her fingers gently began to pleasure Joey by making little circular motions against her. Joey closed her eyes; her breathing becoming sharp and irregular. Leaning against Charlie's naked torso, Joey held onto Charlie as she became more and more heated. The rush of exquisite warmth engulfed her being; she gripped Charlie tighter as her legs began to shake and feel weak. Charlie instinctively thrust her free arm behind Joey to give her extra support. She placed her lips on Joey's and kissed her, wanting to be as close as possible when Joey climaxed.
Joey's sight became hazy and her breathing haphazard as she throbbed below. Her lips, though still touching Charlie's, were not functioning as she gave a series of small gasps until her orgasm had quietened; her heart beating rapidly in her breast. She exhaled and her legs buckled below her. Charlie eased them both down onto the sack-lined floor of the lorry; still kissing Joey.
***
The girls lay in each other's arms. Joey was exhausted, but deliriously happy.
"Well, I never thought we'd end up in here, like this!" Joey said, with a grin.
"Nothing surprises me when you're around. And I'm glad you're around." Charlie said smiling at Joey.
"Well, if you like surprises, I think it's time you had one!" Joey announced; her hands beginning to relieve Charlie of her panties.
Suddenly,
"Shhh... What was that?" Joey said, looking alarmed.
"What?" Charlie whispered, already feeling weak in anticipation of Joey's touch.
"I dunno. I heard something."
The girls sat up and listened intently.
"Well, I said If they ain't willing to take 'em for the price I'm selling 'em at, they'll 'av to go beg!" The voice said. "You got a light, boy?"
"Yeah." Said the other voice; striking a match. "And what did he say?"
"Blast!" Joey whispered. "Someone's outside!"
"Oh God!" Charlie said, rummaging for her clothes.
"What's this lorry doing 'ere, Bert?" The first voice asked.
"I dunno, boy. Maybe it's been pinched." The second voice suggested.
Joey quickly climbed into her discarded overalls.
"Actually," She called out, "It's belongs to His Majesty's Royal Navy, and I'm the driver." Joey said, jumping out of the back of the lorry; doing up her top button.
"Oh! You made me jump, young lady!" The first man said as he held his hand to his chest.
"Sorry." Joey replied. "I was just testing out my equipment in the back." Joey explained.
Charlie's eyes widened.
"Equipment?" The second man asked.
"Yes. Got all sorts of pulse throbbing stuff back there." Joey said, keeping a straight face.
"Like what?" The first man asked.
"Well, there's a beautiful piece of machinery called a 'Charliehand' which moves up and down and in and out with a very regular rhythm."
Charlie went purple in the face trying not to laugh.
"What's that for then?" Asked the second man.
"Well, that get's the fire in the boiler going."
"Then what 'appens?" The first man asked.
"Well, there's another piece of machinery called a 'Buckton Basher' and when you grease her nipples, she grunts into action."
Charlie held both hands over her mouth to stop any sound from issuing. Tears ran down her face and her body ached with pent up hysteria.
"So the Navy uses all this stuff?" The second man asked.
"Good Lord! Yes! Personally, I couldn't do without it. In fact, I might just have to give it another going over when I get back to base." Joey explained leaning on the back of the lorry with her arms folded.
"Well, we better not 'old you up any longer, young lady. Thanks for explaining to us. We old boys don't get to 'ear much these days. The war you know."
"It was a pleasure." Joey said smiling.
And with that, the two old boys walked off talking of 'Charliehands'and 'Buckton Bashers' and how Britain needed such dedicated operator's like that young lady to test them out on a regular basis.
Charlie peeped out of the cab window and when the old chaps were out of earshot she exploded with laughter. Joey jumped back into the lorry and started to giggle.
"Joey Collins, you've got to be the biggest bull-shitter in the country!" Charlie said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Well, I couldn't tell them the truth, could I?" Joey said, innocently.
Charlie took Joey in her arms and kissed her smiling lips.
"Don't ever change, Joey Collins!"