Tickets had been sold but the whole process was full of problems. My tickets were going to be fairly expensive but they would get the right to camp fo... two days and got fed two simple meals a day. They would come Friday probably by playing hooky then leaving Sunday nightThe details had been not thought out very well in 1969. People were in place but not enough of them. The towns cried about the long haired hippie trash invading them. The hippie culture had started already but the beatnik. Windshear could put an aircraft in among the houses. The wind was with us and we landed over the water.And there were people meeting us. But not like I was expecting. It was the VFW and they were having a party! The guest of honor was the former pilot of the SNB ... Lieutenant J.J. Foster ... and the crowd was celebrating his heroic endeavors during the war. Two whales and some tuna?I invited him to sit behind the controls ... on the Right hand side. I wasn’t taking any chances. This was the. “Me next!” he grinned slyly. Jason thankfully didn’t last long, and Megan wasted no time boarding her next orgasm. I was almost in tears at the sounds of her ecstatic but almost tortured screeches. Jason egged her on all the time, ordering her to fuck Ben as hard as she could. Oh God, her screams... They were awful! And the boys didn’t help either! It reminded me so much of...of...Mum... But Ben didn’t last long either. And then they approached me...“Come on Rob! Your turn!” the slag known as. . what the fuck, huh? Why not?"Then I heard a second zipper. Oh, fuck. My son was gonna take it out.Ten minutes later I had sneaked back out of the house and into my car. I waited a few minutes, then came back in the house, making a lot of noise this time and calling out to tell Robert I was home.He and Andy had gone up to his room by then, never knowing I had been in the house, having no idea I had heard what they had said, or what they had done."We're up here, Mom," Robert called down the.