I felt rather flattered, of course, but at the same time, I wondered if this was the new normal, and if so, what would I do if ever needed to keep a l...ow profile for some reason? Would that even be possible, or would I always stand out in a crowd now, every eye admiring and desiring me? It was all well and good ... until one might need to be incognito and anonymous for some reason. Well, that was a problem for another day, and I didn’t have much say or control about this yet, did I, if I ever. John had been playing with an ugly little figurine as he talked,a knick knack unearthed in a junk shop somewhere that had found itsway into a box of random kipple being used as set dressing. It hadslipped from his fingers and shattered on the floor between them.Actually 'shattered' was the wrong word. 'Exploded' was a betterdescription of what happened as a ball of light burst from thefigurine and bowled them all over. When they came to it soon becameclear that wasn't all it had done, that the. Her breasts were beautiful. The nipples were dark pink and the breast itself was without blemishes. He couldn't hold back and started sucking on each of her nipples them while he stroked hard his cock with his hand. After a few minutes of doing this he got up and pulled his boxers off completely. This time he wanted to see how far he could go. Still shaking he stood up above her both of his legs on outside of her legs. The he sat knelt gently positioning his cock right between his mother. Part of me wants to demand that Captain Walker change her plans and swing by Borneo, but I'd never ask her to disobey an order just to get me to the trial. I was not a witness, and while I can testify to the growing morale issues and blatant disrespect shown by Major Lynch toward all of the troops from Wadi, Horace and others can do the same. I do know that messages were sent to see if Colonel Frost and Major Fabio can attend the trial. Either one of them can give far more detail than I can.