"Sure we can, Ellen," he whispered into her ear. "You just have to be quiet. No screaming or moaning." Aric... please my father is in the living room.... Then I suggest you be extra quiet." He spun her around and bent her over the kitchen table. Lifting the cotton shirt, he rubbed his fingers over the wet crotch of her underwear."Ohhhh..." she gasped as she pushed back against his fingers."That's right, baby. You're already soaked for me. This shouldn't take long," he growled as the sound of his. " She took her hands off the yoke."Oh, no, little girl. You're still flying." I crossed my arms."Eek!" she squealed, grabbing the yoke. We did a quick little porpoise move as her untrained hands wiggled the yoke in and out.I put my hands back on my yoke and went along as I talked her through navigating back to the airfield and setting up in the traffic pattern, then had her fly along with me as we landed. We taxied back to the hangar and she and I pushed the old plane back into its shelter.We. .. Kelly ... I have been asked by the men to make a presentation to you today on their behalf. When the word spread that you were going to leave us, I have never seen so many grown men cry. At least that’s what I think I was seeing: I wasn’t seeing too clearly myself.“We passed the hat to buy you a farewell present. That didn’t work too well. This division has 17,000 men. We finally restricted it to one dollar per man. Mrs. Callahan, I have something for you.”A man came forward carrying a large. When she'd ask what was wrong, we'd start talking about it and we discovered that I could perform while she talked about her sex life with him. Eventually, talk just wasn't enough and I told her that I wanted to actually see her with another guy. She said no of course but I told her that if she really wanted to come home she'd have to let me assume control of our sex life and agree to do anything that I wanted in bed. At first it was really difficult because she'd alternate between arguing and.