.. except for perhaps the crew of Apollo 12 ... maybe), mostly in B&W but some color snaps too, just as if she were gone on holiday.My mom married my ...ad, a NASA rocket scientist right about the time the Gemini space missions started, but she had most of that second group of rocket jocks nailed too ... and the majority of the Apollo astronauts as well for good measure! Then in the 1970's came the Skylab missions (she'd banged most of them as well) and then starting in the eighties she made a. One fine day while she was in going out to super-market nearby I got to meet her on the way as I was alone I asked to come with me on my bike ,she got on to my bike and we were heading to our house. I went to her flat to help her picking up her heavy stuff which she got from market. While in list I touched her ass many time intentionally from that day I noticed that she use to stare at me and started giving me mystic smiles, was taking loads of interest in me in a special way, she use to call. The whack sound it made brought almost unbearable pain every time. She did’nt say a word while torturing me, just smiled like she was truly enjoying herself. After the 20 or so strokes on my ass, there was a pause and, for a second I taught I’d won a reprieve. My ass felt on fire. Maybe it was just a little test and it was all over now and we’d play for fun after. That is until I saw the clamps in her hands. Nasty looking things, nothing like the clothes pins I’d tried. They had chains attached. As if he owned her. She shivered, knowing it should be a shiver of fear, but it wasn't. It was pleasure. Wicked, wanton pleasure. She stood there in the hallway, pinned between the locker and his body, burning with the heat building up inside of her. She wanted to say something, anything, but her voice caught in her throat. Which was just as well, the way she was panting, she probably wouldn't have made much sense anyway. Before she could find the words she was looking for, he spoke. "Come with.