It was the way she kept sucking up to Martin that was driving me insane. Touching him with her hands every moment she could get away with. I wondered ...ow much longer he would put up with her. The heat was causing us all to sweat like pigs. My breasts were rubbing raw against my body, I constantly had to wipe underneath them with the bottom of my shirt. Martin’s shirt was totally soaked. I hoped he’d managed to grab himself a replacement from the wreckage of the plane. I know Miles’ shirt was. When I entered the bedroom Josh said, "I like having you naked around the house. But wear your new shoes. They're sexy and you need to get used to them."I turned to retrieve them from the bathroom and returned a moment later with them on my feet. It seems silly since he's taking me to bed at last. I've never worn shoes in bed before. If there's a reason for it I don't understand it. Josh likes my ass in high heels but it's my understanding most men feel that way. I don't get the impression he's. Is he a sponsor?" No." Are you?" No."The NCO eyeballed Junior. "That your oldest?" Yes." Okay, then." He shrugged.Another woman raised her hand, "Mine is." Yours is what?" the NCO asked."He's got a good score."The NCO pursed his lips, thinking. I waved at him. "See the Lieutenant," he told her. Turning back to the crowd, he said, "Okay. There are three or four of us available for questions. Look around the room. We're going to take those who want to go in ten minutes or so. Discuss it among. Mom slowly lowered herself to her knees. With tears flowing now down her cheeks, she put a hand on both sides of my pajamas. She inserted her thumbs and proceeded to slide my pajamas down to my ankles. There I was, naked from the waist down and my mom was inches away from my privates. I couldn't help it, but the men said "Look at the hard-on your son has for you". That was the first time I heard it being called that."There, I did as I was told, now please leave", mom said. "Not yet, just.