Seems that we did that for a big part of the night but finally went to bed quiet late. Tired and not even having a thought about anything except sleep... At least at that moment?So I roll over facing away from Roger. He is lying behind me, also facing my direction. I am lying here and begin ti feel him behind me, with something growing? I feel him beginning to get an erection. I slowly rub by butt against his growing erection. I can feel it through my underwear and I am beginning to get aroused. My breath had still not caught up with me and everything seemed as if it was going in slow motion. I imagined this is what it felt like to be a firework. “Hot, warm or cold,” my daddy turned and asked me. “Warm is good,” I told him, still unable to get the smile off of my face. “Though cold might be good as well.” “Well let's start with warm and then if its too warm, we can switch it to cold,” he suggested, pulling his clothes off of his body. I had not realized, until now, that neither one. Lydia said that she had not heard the rumor and didn't know anything about it and had to run to pick up the kids at day care. As she left she heard them giggling and one of them said, "I bet she wishes she didn't know."I told Lydia to just ignore the gossip because we wouldn't have to put up with it very long anyway. Our squadron commander, LtCol George Ripley, had announced earlier that day that the whole squadron was being relocated to another air base in Texas in three or four months so the. She pulled his shirt off stripping him to the waist, and quickly cuffed his left wrist. Next she undid his belt and dropped his trousers and shorts to the floor. She bent down behind him, unlaced his shoes, then removed them and his socks."Step out of your pants."Bill meekly complied.She twisted the handcuffs and said, "Kneel down."Bill could not see what she did, but heard her reach into a drawer and pull out some more chains. Before Bill knew it, she had placed leg irons on his ankles and ran.