" It was lucky it was a tracer, and it only grazed me, I still have a scar from the burn, but it was a cool picture.You know how kids don't understand...shit. I got the kid to safety and she stayed with me during the entire firefight, I even put my vest on her and gave her my steel pot to wear. She did look cute and there is a picture of that too. Her sitting in my lap as I look up over a damn log in a hole and doing my best to play Audie Murphy until we got enough help so I could give her to the. But first we must dress."I turned on the television, found my clothes, Jack found his and we sat on the couch. Jack asked, "Masha, what are they talking about?"I tried to explain, "My love, today is the first day of September. In Russia this is called 'First Bell' or 'Knowledge Day'. It is the start of the school year and all the children and many of the parents look forward to this day all summer long."He interrupted me, "Masha are you telling me the children in Russia like to go to school?"I. ” “I’m not going to tell you again,” barked Mistress Paine. “Get out of your clothes NOW.” She gulped and began unbuttoning her dress. “I’m sorry children,” he said. “But please remember that no matter what happens I love every one of you.” “The prisoner will remain silent and get the rest of those clothes off now.” By this time she was down to her bra and panties. With a look that she was miserable she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She held it against herself and took several. The boy enjoys the attention, the closeness with his mother, and of course the sex (invariably reported as very pleasurable and enjoyable). And it doesn't seem to interfere with social or sexual maturing: apparently he's always ready for other sexual experiences and adventures with other partners, moves on to girls his own age, etc. If the i****tuous relationship continues for any length of time, with frequent intercourse, it's the mother, more often than not, who ends up missing the closeness.