On a weekend shortly after I arrived there in 1956 the Suez Canal Crisis erupted over a weekend when most of our personnel were off duty. I was a cryp...ographer, and our squadron message center began receiving high priority encrypted messages from headquarters in Washington, DC. Our commander sent out an order for cryptographers to report for duty to decipher the messages. I was the only one his dispatchers were able to locate in the barracks, so I reported for duty and went to work. My work was. I pushed open the door, and I heard the slap of flesh and the giggly moan of a young woman. Umm, I like it when you do that, Mr. Sullivan. Well, Miss Jones, how about when I do this? I wasnt sure what Sean just did, but Miss Jones squealed in delight. Walking in, I saw my husband behind a young teen bent over his desk, her jeans and panties bunched around her ankles. She had bleached-blonde hair and dark eyes with long eyelashes. She was slamming her hips back into my husband, arching her back. A sudden panic flashed over her at the situation that she now found herself in and the urge to pee grew stronger.That monring Sarah was dressed to impress in a white shirt, black knee length skirt and stockings, and the sight of her holding things together was making her feel very vulnerable so she decided to get out of the shop and into work as soon as possible and finally into the toilet.Whilst she was waiting in the queue to pay for the goods she could not hold things together without giving. Thomas was slowly but surely coming out of his period of grief. I was happy to allow him access. He was after all my Daddy? Three afternoons a week I would add a small amount of my very fresh piss to his afternoon cup of tea, This he found to be most agreeableSometimes as a very special treat, I would allow him to remove my dress when the shop was closed and take it home to bed with him. I thought that he would find it most comforting. Luckily I always had my rather heavy overcoat with me on.