"Then the tips of their tongues touched and their worlds changed forever.When the tips of their tongues touched, they continued, very delicately and l...ghtly exploring, tongues barely gliding over each other in a warm, liquid waltz, a dance as old as time itself, but as new and novel to them as anything they had ever experienced. This was a different kind of experience, this was mother/daughter sexual love, and this was incest.Moira pulled her lips from her mother's and murmured in a breathless. The first few to come out, Sophia and Whiskey, had waited, but after an hour of watching nothing more than the other women coming out of the tubes in ones and twos, they’d elected to return to their pod.The others had apparently opted to stay and wait for Calix – except Alicia, who’d come home looking slightly perplexed. When the AI had announced Calix was exiting the med-tubes, however, both Sophia and Whiskey had opted to return and greet their Sponsor. The remaining women had followed. Two things emerged from that experience: a friendship forged in fire between the three men that would never dim; and a grief born of death and desolation that would sear the chaplain's heart. This injury would take many years to heal.Fr. Ambrose was 37 years old when he went off to war, strong of body and absolutely convinced of the correctness of his faith. He was 40 when he returned, sick in body and soul, weakened, his faith shredded. His spirit was wounded. So many men had fallen. Some died. He tried to pull away but i managed to hold him in position, by now my own need for release was urgent, i told him to get himself over the heavy wooden dining table, it was a robust table i figured and would take what was to come, he duly placed himself over the table standing on the floor i tied his ankles apart to the legs & bound his wrists together and tied those to another leg of the table, now with any guy i fucked they without exception get blindfolded and gagged , and in my experience.