I probably got a lot more briefings on it, and more information, than a civilian normally would have. That's what happens when the Secretary of Defens...e, and my Dad, whatever his real title is, get involved. I was part of the team, even though I wouldn't be doing much. I was impressed with how much time, effort, and planning had gone into this. They had everything planned right down to the coffee breaks!I don't remember which famous general said it, but the old saying is: "No battle plan. I kept him shopping for over two hours and still hadn’t bought even one pair. The embarrassment on his face was getting worse with the amount of tease I had given him. By now his cock could easily be noticed in his trousers and the fact that I kept my arm linked with his made it hard for him to hide it. We reached a small restaurant at the end of the mall. Peter dutifully opened the door and we were soon sat in a corner at the back of the room. It wasn’t that long before the waiter brought us. ”“That’s not good enough.” Frankie stood and tied her hair into a low bun. “And don’t make excuses for me.”“I’m not.”“You are.”Bill looked around the room before resettling on her, and they stayed silent for a few seconds.“Do you know, that was the first time we even mentioned me blowing you since it happened?” she said. “That isn’t something normal people do. I sucked my stepdad’s dick, and we don’t even mention it again? Like it didn’t happen? Well, it did.”“Frankie…”“Mom would be so crushed. I undressed slowly, filling the tub up with warm water. I slipped into the water, sighing at how good it felt. Dipping my head under the water, I closes my eyes. I layed there in the water, soaking up the ginger scented body oils that were in the water. I heard a pound on the door, and someone telling me I had 45 minutes to be ready. I got out, draining the tub a d drying off.The closet was a large walk in with clothes on each side, and accessories on the farthest wall. I looked around at all.