He also had perfect facial hair. He had a beard that could put even a fully grown man to shame, and the best part was he was the perfect height of fiv...e-foot nine-inches, all the easier for me to kiss him. While I often found myself fantasizing about him, I never thought to put it into action. He was my brother’s best friend, which in my mind screamed forbidden. Doing anything with him could jeopardize their friendship as well as the trust between my brother and me. I didn’t want to destroy. I admit I temped them by wearing a sheer black night gown out to the garage. No bra, no panties. What ever they were smoking smelled very sweet. I played the stern mom and warned them about fire…again they all stood up and came over and stood around me. My oldest boy said: “You’re the greatest mom in the world, and we would like to reward you.” He was a big strong kid and picked me up like I weighed nothing. The others cleared the way as he took me in the house. He took me in the master. We also spent some time in the Yemeni and Somali Civil Wars. I suppose we did a few days in Iraq and the Persian Gulf too.”“Afghanistan is a ways away from the Gulf of Oman. How can you support a war from so far away,” Kim asks.“We went after gun runners, smugglers, headed for Afghanistan, and terrorists leaving the area. We also captured a few drug runners and stopped human traffickers. That is how the Taliban and other enemy forces will fund their side of the war. North Americans are so. Entering the kitchen, he found Sharon making coffee and dressed only in a see-through teddy and tiny bikini panties. Tom approached warily, not knowing how he was going to be greeted this morning after last night’s activities. ‘Good morning, Tom darling, how are you feeling this morning?’ Sharon said, with a wide smile. Before he could answer, Sharon crossed the room and wrapped her arms around his neck planting a warm, wet kiss on his partly open mouth. Tom reacted quickly and returned the.