Tim's mother was oblivious to Tim's shutdown as she primped and fussed over his girlish appearance. She did not notice that her son had retreated deep... into a void in his own mind. The only place he could go to escape the unbearable ordeal he was being subjected to. After a half an hour of fussing and cooing over him, Tim's mother removed the feminine clothing from her son. She never dressed him in female clothing again, but the damage had been done. Tim became a very withdrawn and introverted. This time, they knew there would be no going back. Hands slid up less intimate skin, the gesture no less heated for not passing over secret places. She turned to smile at him, her head nestled on his shoulder like a bird in a nest. Comfortable, yet tense in a way both recognized and needed to assuage. He kissed her, a light play of lips over lips, a tentative should we do this as they continued to stroke and murmur little words that meant nothing to anyone except themselves. And when she. Doing my best to remain casual, I mentioned that we were on our way to the surface. And, of course, I had my movement orders... , um... , right here... I would be only too happy to show them, but... What would the gentleman say to a quick blowjob from the woman of their choice for say... ten dollars (actually the Iraqi equivalent)? Yes, I had to escort the women, but there was no reason why I shouldn't make a little something for my trouble and share their charms with my fellow soldiers, now. I look up, confused and a bit chagrined. He’s still just smiling warmly at me, slowly shaking his head back and forth. The universal sign for ‘no.’ “Before we go there we’re going to need to talk a little. I want everything between us to be safe, consensual, and open from the beginning.” He gets a cocky grin on his face before continuing. “At least that was my plan before I dropped to my knees and brought you to the most lovely orgasm I’ve ever witnessed.” I feel my cheeks go dark crimson, but.