Not far in there was a small clearing, I stopped there and removed my shirt. The three boys soon found me and whistled as they all reached out to feel...my smooth white skin. For 46 I was in OK shape, I did push ups to maintain my 40" chest, sit-ups to keep my abs solid, and of course walking kept my waist at a trim 32". As they stood feeling me, I returned the favor and reached out to feel them. All smooth with a hint of summer sweat from walking and warmed by the sun, my semi was soon rock. Andy, “Where is the bedroom?”Me, “Follow me.”Andy, “No, wait, my bitch is going to show me instead.”Andy then grabs her top and yanks it open, revealing her mature boobs. My mom’s boobs came crashing down, pointing toward the floor. He then opened the button on the jeans and pulled them down too until my mom’s dark abused pussy showed.Andy, “Now, let’s have some fun. I want my bitch on the floor. I want you to lick her ass as she guides me to the bedroom.”I was startled, not sure what to do.. . possibly more than just a few times. There was a whispered rumor that he'd confessed everything a few weeks later to a visiting Army chaplain who briefly passed through our camp about six weeks later, and the timeline fits because shortly thereafter he was very unceremoniously relieved of command and found himself at HQ in Bagdad being questioned by folks with lots of shiny stars on their shoulders.The story I heard nearly a year later was that he'd then suffered a severe nervous breakdown. " Though we disapprove of graven images of any kind, we observe that you adore them. You even memorialized this old rock formation on recently issued specie," opened the next round of lunar contact, "much like you adore the ones at lattitude 41.9, longitude 103.47, and they all have faces on them."Even before the president ordered it, assistants were scurrying to find any globe or atlas which might clue them in as to what our visitors were referring."Got the 2nd one," yelled one assistant.