I then felt ashamed that I’d behaved so badly.’ ‘Water under the bridge mother.’ ‘Are you going to start calling me mother again?’ ‘Sort...of slipped out. Sorry mum.’ ‘I believe it will not be necessary ever again to talk about Matt and Vikki in the same breath and rarely have I done so and now it belongs to a bygone era.’ ‘I does indeed. Thinking back I reckon dad belong to a past era whereas I would describe you as being something of a crossover. In some ways you seem to become younger as I was. I straighten up and realise the curtains are open. I'm too tired to care. My black stockings feel tight around my thighs, I take them off one by one, relishing the feeling of the cool air on my bare legs.I'm left standing in a cream and black lace bra and panties. They're the ones you bought me. I admire my reflection in the mirror, my flat stomach, C cup breasts and full, round ass. I reach behind and undo my bra, my breasts feeling tender and sensitive as my nipples harden at the sudden cool. “Wow, no Vietnam for you yet.” “No sir.” “You made any rank yet?” “Just PFC.” “And what’s your MOS?” “Communications, radio operator.” “Good thing you didn’t go to Vietnam man. Hell you’d probably be dead already.” “That’s what I heard, yeah.” “Well, you’re gonna like it here a LOT better. Been there, done that.”He got up and went back into the kitchen whistling and I noted he had a Vietnam type of rank pinned to the back pocket of his fatigues. He was a staff sergeant. I wanted to ask him lots. ”“It’s no longer any concern of ours,” the Admiral replied with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Let the Rask deal with her as they see fit. All of the Crewmasters who remained loyal to her were killed in action, as were all of the Palace Guard who participated in the battle at the gate. Her supporters are all either dead or have pledged their support to Korbaz.”“And the PoWs?”“Treat the injured and release the rest. Keep it to a slow trickle, we don’t want too many of them flooding back into.