While at lunch at Antonio's Ben calls his contact at Boeing and orders his 747 that he has been discussing with him. The person on the phone tells Ben...he should come up to Seattle and take a tour and look over his plane and the options. Ben asks him to hold on and he asks Becky, “They need me up in Seattle, do you want to go with me?”. She smiles and nods yes. Ben tells his contact that he will be there in two days with his lovely wife.“This will give us some alone time with Ben Junior and. I guess I fell asleep. What time is it?" It's 8:30. I came home to change but I gotta get back to the office. Are you okay? I'll stay if there's something wrong."Rubbing my eyes I said, "No, nothing's wrong. Do what you have to do."I trailed Ron upstairs but took a detour to Mike's room. Peeking in, I saw the messed up bed and his clothes on the floor where he left them. Then my eyes opened wide. I ran into the room and grabbed my robe, throwing it under Mike's bed. And then it hit me -- my son. As there was usually no one around at all, I often got her to take her undress down to her sports bra and underwear and pose like she was some outdoorsy model or something. She thought it was fun and sometimes would indulge me further by posing without the bra and underwear, just a hot girl running around the mountain in her shoes. I even got some great slow motion video shots of her jumping from one boulder to another in nothing but shoes. Of course, all these antics would get me horny and. Despite the room’s size, it was so stark and bare that the only thing it brought to mind was her mental image of what the bunk at a boot camp might look like. “Posters, action figures? Toys and shit? Thought you were all into collecting anime, like I am. Stuff from growing up? Anything… sentimental, anything you? Where’s all the Brian?”“No… that’s, uh. Complicated. They buy me things, like normal parents do, I guess, just… they decide what things I own, what’s appropriate for me, and they.