.so I just came out with it with the same force she asked me... "AND... I LIKE THE THOUGHT A LADY'S PRIVATE PARTS HAVE BEEN IN CONTACT WITH THE TIGHTS...I'M WEARING!" This made her smile again, she answered me by backing up my statement " YES, I ALWAYS FEEL SEXY WEARING NYLON"!She then asked me to retrieve the wash basket from the kitchen and when I did I knew what would be waiting for me and I was right, amongst a few skirts and cardigans, pairs of worn panties and hosiery, tights and stockings. I found myself dripping wet, down on my knees in front of this "group". From behind the crowd, I heard a voice say "It won't do you any good to scream or fight us." I knew this to be true, because the shower trailer was several hundred yards away from any barracks that had any soldiers in them.The first man moved directly in front of me. All I could do was stare at his erection, right in front of my mouth. I felt my own cock becoming rock hard at that moment. Without any further hesitation on. After few minutes she was walking on the ally, she knows he will be standing there and she somehow trusts him. She feels he there look after her, he is her angel. After few minutes of walking she find him looking at her, she gazes down controlling her blush and walks slowly. As she came close to him her heart beats faster than usual and she almost could hear them. As she passed inhaling the cologne which magnetized her she sighs a bit. But she finds someone holding her hand and she felt almost. Slowly I followed her. I had never seen her angry at me and now I was in unknown territory. How would she react when we were alone? I hoped she would give me a good whipping and then we could forget it all.I made an attempt to sneak away to my room but mom stopped me."Oh no young man, I think it is time for you and me to have a talk," she said in a tone of voice I couldn't interpret and my heart sunk as I prepared myself for a scolding or at worst a spanking."You sit there," she said and.