5 feet.I pulled a chair to the window to unlock it, and then tried to open it.But the strength of my little girl body wasn't enough to pull it up even... fraction. Disappointed I hopped back on the bed, trying to think what to do next.As I sat there pondering my next move, I felt my eyes getting moist andsoon a tear was going down my cheek. 'Damn it, I am no cry-baby.'During my training at the agency, I'd get punished if I cried. I promisedmyself never to cry again, so why was I crying now? I lay. “I’m only here for six months. After that, I go somewhere else, a regular duty station. Probably a nice, dry lab building in Aberdeen, Maryland. It’s very nice there. You’ll see.” I was shading the truth slightly. If I were to stay in the Army, in Artillery, eventually I’d be spending time here as an officer. Pretty much every artillery officer does, sooner or later. Who knew, maybe it was really nice, once I got to know the place. It had to be better than Utica!We checked in and cleaned up.. Go to your room and..”I suddenly jolted into reality. I felt a little ashamed at my hard cock in my hand. I started putting it away when I noticed my mom looking at it intently. She averted her eyes sheepishly, feeling ashamed at ogling at her own son’s cock.I was overcome with lust and my inhibitions had lowered. I decided to take a bold step and try my chances. I kicked out my pants and underwear and jumped on mom’s bed next to her.“What are you doing?!”, mom shrieked and grabbed the bed. So next day near 9.15 tuba baji go for the shower,sumrana baji was watching tv, and i was sitting in the outside .the window of the bathroom was the back side of the there room. But the problem was this window bit high &i have to put something so that i can stand on them and enter in the heaven. I found small stool which was there, as someone put it already for this special task, & i started to climb for peeping. Anyhow i have very short time so i decided to take action. My heart was pumping.