I quickly reread my articles of enlistment. I was going to becommissioned as Lieutenant in the American Air Force, and thentransferred to the agency o... special secondment. This gave me an air oflegitimacy if I ever needed to work with the military."Sir, where will I be stationed?" Well when you transferred here last week you should have been told thatthis is our training facility. Once you have completed your training youwill then be posted where ever you are required."The Colonel didn't make. My arms reached up to be wrapped around her. They rubbed through the back of her hair. The short bristles tickled my finger tips. My head leaned back to look at her. A kiss was placed on my forehead. Then lower, on my eye, followed by a few placed on my cheek. Like I said it was magical. Her lips touched mine. They weren’t pressed against, nor pushed. They simply touched. The soft warm flesh. I twisted around to face her. My right arm rested now on her left leg. We faced each other. Our eyes. It was very quiet the next morning in the New House of Joy, as a very subdued group of the staff and even fewer especially favoured customers were discussing Martha's death from a heart attack the night before. Although all the nicest things were being said, and everyone was being sympathetic, nevertheless everyone had their own little schemes and thoughts about how they could best profit from Martha's death. As was now almost a tradition on Csadia, the New House of Joy was the neutral ground. You want these ... that I'm wearing?" Yes ... can I?" As she lay there thinking, Jennifer actually warmed up to the idea. She wanted to sit up and of course, to look at her son. But he had made it clear that he wasn't ready for eye contact. So, Jennifer lifted her hips off the bed and pulled her panties down to her knees. Then she paused."Ryan?" Another sudden realization came to Jennifer. When she removed her panties, she would be totally naked. "If I take these off, I won't have anything at.