Some, such as Norma, were cleared to specialize in a specific aircraft. Those few pilots were expected to become experts and leaders in those types of...aircraft. Eventually as the number of pilots increased there would be more pilots who would become specialists but for the moment there were only six.Norma's specialization in the Warthog was more like a love affair. She was the first specialist because of the natural affinity she seemed to have for this ugly aircraft. This was to the. I looked across to the woman as my hands moved to my blouse. She just sat there watching me. I unbuttoned the blouse and took it off. Glancing down, I noticed my nipples were visible through my bra. I looked back at the man, feeling myself blush.“Jeans off”, he ordered.I unbuttoned them, pulled down the zip and worked them down my waist. I kicked my trainers off as I pulled my jeans off my legs. I was in my underwear now in front of them. I was aware that they could see the stretch marks. Her mound was covered with tightly curled dark pubic hair but I could clearly see her puffy pussy lips. Her skin looked like it was probably like milk chocolate. While I was thinking, she stepped close in front of me. She reached down and grabbed my package. "Damn Dude, That's one huge fine cock. There's no doubt it wants to give me a good fuckin' " She was right. My ten inch prick was at full attention and ready for action. I couldn't pass up this chance even if I was worried about what might. Occasionally her trembling hands would slip, revealing one of her nipples or a piece of her tiny shaven pussy."I came in through the front door." I said, and a look of realization and humiliation took over her face. "Wait, didn't you say you had cheerleading?" My sister blushed again."I did. But I don't. When you nosed Sarah in her crotch at her house, I got me a little horny..." Her face was beet red, obviously shocked she was spilling this to her brother. "So I came back here and... you.