Will froze, his hands on his belt buckle. He was looking past me. “Is this why you called us over?”I turned to see Leo, standing there like a deer...caught in headlights.“It’s okay, Leo. Come on over. It’s safe.”He stepped slowly, carefully, towards us. Will was grinning ear to ear. He opened his arms wide and motioned for Leo to come closer.“It’s alright, boy. Don’t worry. Come close, you’ll see it’s okay.”Leo stepped close to Will, and Will put his arms around him. The shorter Leo ended up with. I never tired of what I saw and hoped I never would.A familiar awareness surfaced within me as the canoe’s struggling motor pushed us up the river. For days I had been in clothes. For days I had dutifully played the mysterious nun who came from the jungle. Now, alone in the canoe on the river away from the eyes of last civilization-influenced village, I could resort back to being the way I wanted. Removing the heavy fabric of the habit so I was again covered only by the short veil and head. It wasn't a request. A blush caressed my cheeksas I found myself obeying her without question. I tried to composemyself. After all, I did have to take my clothes off to fuck her...so itwasn't really like I was letting her boss me around...or so I toldmyself. But when she saw me naked, her laughter cut down any teeteringbravado I had left..."Oh my...isn't that the cutest little thing? Now I know why you pickedme. You wanted to see what a real cock looked like, didn't you? Ormaybe...what it. They're in southern New Mexico. The drone was on a training mission. NHA, ma'am." NHA meant No Hostile Action, meaning it wasn't shot down, just 'lost.'Still, this meant that SecAF, the Secretary of the Air Force, needed to be told. He wanted to be told of every missing or downed drone. That was because the President wanted to be told.She sighed quietly, then said, "Hold one, Area 62."Traynor buzzed and had her aide get General MacElroy, the chief of Air Force operations, and the SecAF on the.