"Of course that doesn't mean that we don't need to be careful and keep watch. I want a couple of the staff cars from the motor pool wheeled into place...in front of the gate to keep anyone from trying to sneak while we're waiting to leave. I also want everyone in the towers to keep an eye out for snipers. I'll put money on it that at least one of those soldiers will be qualified as a sniper and he'll try and take out the men in the towers first before anyone else in that outfit tries to breach. ” I turned again to look at her dress. “Well, you mother is a seamstress…” I said, the gathered wisdom of all young males, once again pouring out of me. This time she just shook her head, but kept her slight smile.We were just done watching a puppet show that some peddler had setup. It was about Heroes and Demons, Kings and Queens. It was boring. We ended up just pointing out all the mistakes which were made, real and imagined.It was truly dark outside now, the moon having reached it’s zenith.. A little bondage, a few spankings, or keeping the orgasm out of reach for a little bit longer were enjoyable games they played.But, this was new. This was trust, total trust.He was trusting her to keep her eyes closed.He was trusting her to accept his admiration.He was trusting her to feel his desire for her.She laid on the bed, naked, excited, wet, wanting, needing, desiring, and trusting.The touch began on the side of her face.A gentle stroke down her jawline. Was he using his finger? A. I checked myself for any signs of sexual activity, but found nothing except a longing for the very thing I checked myself for.I pulled on one of his shirts as all my clothes were in the living room, where I was undressed, and went to the bathroom and knocked on the door, 'Daddy I need to pee', I called out, and waited.'Come in', he replied and I pushed the door open, trying not to peek in his direction, just keeping my eyes on the pan, and sat down and just let it flow.I was filled with a sense.