She had shoulder length brown hair. She was wearing a dark blue Running suit with a white stripe up the sides. It was loose enough to make it impossib...e to tell her figure. “This should not be too hard on you if you behave. What is your name?” “I have noname. That was a condition to commute my rape sentence. I had to give up my name and identity for 48 hours and to be presented in this pillory.”“I will call you Mr. Man. That will serve my purposes. You will not speak or volunteer information. I tried to be patient, but after another week of nearly silent co-existence, even though it was no longer an angry silence, my patience ran out. After the evening meal, I asked her to sit down in the living room.“Sally,” I said. “Things can’t go on like this. You don’t want to come near me, you sleep in another room. I’m not Bryn, but I’m getting the same treatment: all you are at the moment is a lodger. You won’t talk about it. I’ve been patient, but you should realise I can’t go on living. June now quietly said to her husband.“Why didn’t he go and start the shower, she would join him in a few minutes.Harry smiled to himself and with a great effort, he made himself get up.Harry now quietly went up the stairs as he did not want to disturb his son.He did not know that they had already woken him up by their loud fucking.June now sat on the sofa; she had her phone in her hands once more.She turned the phone onto self-portrait mode.She then opened her legs wide and took a few shots of. I felt that since she has her glasses all over the house, she’d never miss a few pair and would always find a pair when she needed them. This fetish for Mom’s glasses became quite the rage, I found myself at thrift shops of all sorts and many of these shops had old glasses for sale so I started a collection of women’s styles.This went on for some time now and although I live at home with Mom, I have a good job and pay room and board. I was quite pleased with the situation, giving Mom some nice.