..it does make sense. You feel very close to me right now, very special and loved and protected, and I'm glad that I could do this for you. But...this... is something special, something you should share with Todd, or the man you're going to marry. I love you kiddo...not in the way that a boyfriend loves a girlfriend, or a husband loves a wife...not even the way a brother loves a sister. The way two very special friends love each other. I'll always be here for you, Lynn...I'll always be your. Following months of hard work the second small class of aviators had graduated, Julie among them. She was rightly proud of her accomplishments and I was doubly proud of her. I had both the pride that a husband feels for his wife's accomplishments and the pride a teacher experiences when he has a student that he knows will surpass his own ability. I couldn't help but tell her of my feelings and we both had tears in our eyes as I pinned on her wings. Her love for flying was such that when we were. We arrived home and Karen immediately went into the kitchen and began preparing a meal. I walked upstairs and put out a pair of handcuffs, a length of soft silk rope and a medium sized butt plug.I called Karen to come upstairs, where I instructed her to strip; tie her own tits up using the rope and insert the butt plug before putting on the handcuffs behind her back.She reminded my that Dinner would be ready in 45 minutes; so I agreed to suspend her punishment till after Dinner but shocked her. Went to my room and put it on, it felt so tight and strange up my ass a feeling id never felt but very sexy none the less and had the quickest wank of my like, felt a bit guilty and went to bed.THE INTERSTING PARTBy now id sniffed a couple of girls thongs who were friends when I went round their houses but they were always old from a few days ago and no real fresh scent anymore, just like a slightly sweaty worn tee-shirt. But still I could never sniff my Mums that was too far, then one day I.