Once home mom asked me how it felt to be desired by the ladies. "Mom it as great! I can't wait to go back over there next week. But what about you? Yo...u had to watch all that?" I quizzed. "Well I am so horny right now I am about to pop. I am going to get into the shower. Watching all that has really got me going. I hope that you feel better about yourself now. Those white ladies will be dreaming about your cock for the rest of their lives. I did not know how big you were. Now you can be proud of. And while the hickeys on her neck could maybe have been explained away as the result of some drunken necking, that explanation wasn't going to work for the ones on her breasts. Jan saw were my gaze was and she again said, "I'm sorry" and she sat down on the bed and began to cry. She looked so miserable that I had an overpowering urge to take her in my arms and comfort her, but I didn't do it. All I could do was stand there and stare at her and listen as she cried. The sobbing continued for. 30am and I wanted a break so I went to the living room where Anjali was watching a movie as well as correcting the papers. I asked her if she could make me some coffee for which she agreed. She returned back with 2 cups, I was sitting on a sofa and she sat near the foot of the sofa where my feet were, she sat very close, and this was not unusual she did in the presence of her sons as well. We were chatting about our progress in studies, about the papers she was correcting. It was quite chilly &. Nevertheless they did their duty and put their lives on the line in the service of their country and risked not only pain to themselves but also for their families if they were wounded or killed.As a grandmother of two serving soldiers, one of whom had been in Afghanistan for a short period of time and may well be going back there in the near future, she herself knew firsthand what the families were going through while their sons and daughters were on active service. She hoped that it would be.