He broke away from the ex-theater commander and came to me.“Dad, I want to be a soldier like you,” he said. I smiled.“Well, you have to grow a b...t first,” I said. “But maybe someday.” My son smiled.Abigail was next to come at me one on one, and I sure as hell did want to talk to her. I wasn’t sure if this was the right time, but I wanted to.“Congratulations Sam. Owen told me that your medal is a very good one,” she said.“I guess,” I said. “Can I ask you a question?”“Sure,” she said. Something. "Put that lot on," she said pointing to apile of clothes on the bed. I went over and picked up a pair of yellowsatin panties with frills at the leg holes and a large bow on the front.Then I noticed a large hole covered in frills in the middle of the rearsection. "Oh I see you noticed the new feature - you will find out aboutthat later!"I pulled the panties up, the hole at the back aligned with the middle ofmy bottom. I shuddered to think what that was for. Next I pulled up apair of white. ‘But really, I know just what you mean about being sad when something is over that you’ve been so involved in. And yes, it is hard.’ Toby, who had been looking adorable in the colorful sweater Patti suspected his mother had knitted herself, suddenly looked horrified. ‘Oh my God!’ he exclaimed to Patti in a minor panic. ‘I didn’t mean…I’m sorry! I wasn’t thinking of…’ ‘Toby! I know you weren’t!’ Patti was relieved to realize her smile was genuine as she tried in vain to calm down her beloved. On the passenger's seat there was a hessian sack. "Pull up the back of your dress before you sit to stop you leaving marks as I know that silly little clit is bound to dribble. I also don't want you clit dribbling on the leather and staining it so I have provided that lovely bag for your pleasure." She laughed as she said this.Once seated, I found that the sack was very uncomfortable and irritating to sit upon. My bottom and clit started to itch immediately and I wondered whether the sack had.