“We were probably less than one hundred meters from where the helicopter was supposed to land when the mortars caught up to us. I never even heard t...e one that knocked us down. At first I thought maybe Sergeant Cavanaugh had stumbled, but then I was on my face on that hard ground and your son was on top of me protecting me. More rounds landed close by and, and...” He covered his eyes with his hands as if he could make it go away. “He never said a word or cried out but, I could feel him twitch. 'Your little sister', I paused for a moment, 'But she's always doing that, surely you've seen everything she has?'I was level with him now and hooked my finger into his elastic, pulling it open to reveal his swollen cock, 'Hmm, your Mom was right, just like your father', his eyes closed as my other hand went in and encircled his throbbing shaft, 'You have a fucking monster in here', and at that tugged him in the direction of his room.Pushing the door open, I turned and mouthed, 'Like a fuck?'I. I hugged Miranda one last time, and, for what felt like the hundredth time, told her I was sorry. She couldn’t help but burst into tears and run from the hotel room. I took the shuttle bus to the airport alone and checked in. The flight itself was uneventful and for that I was extremely grateful. It was dark when I left the airport so I checked into one of the airport hotels and decided to start in the morning. Room service got a call and the music stations kept me company. It’s amazing what. I mean, you never know. No, dear. Leave you blouse open.I'm thinking of having his nipples pierced. Maybe just one. I don't know. I'll wait until this summer when we're up at the cape. They have marvelous body artists up in Provincetown. They cater mostly to gay men. So you know they're good. Gay men have such great taste. Maybe I'll even have his nose pierced. Or give him a tattoo. I'm not sure. I like the idea of a tattoo. I'm just not sure of the design or where I'd want to place it..