"Its from a play that I did in college. Its real human hair. I could never stand that artificial stuff."Penny observed Mrs. Bedlam's work and declared... "I like the curls Mrs. Bedlam." They are pretty aren't they," she said. "And look at Tim's shoes," Penny said. "Where did you find them?" At Lady Florsheim. You think they're ugly?" Tim said."No, no, no, the bows are very pretty." Mrs. Bedlam stepped back to look at Tim. "How cute you're shoes are. They'll do just nicely. I know you had a hard. I thank him for the love and care he shows our children and the love and care he shows me. For the things he's shown me and taught me, and for the things we share and learn together, I thank him every day of my life. Johan is not just responsible for what I have, but also for where and who I am.I mean, here I am, an 'unsophisticated, average, small-town girl', married to a 'sophisticated, well-above-average, experienced city man'. I lived in a luxurious house in one of the best parts of town.. That afternoon, momma presented me with my dildo sewn into an oilcloth covering of checkerboard pattern. Off to the couch I go, Bobby, my brother in tow, to try it out. I thought that putting it in my mouth to get it slicked up might help, but Ugh! Oilcloth doesn't taste good at all. Bobby saw and suggested some vaseline and went to get it. We smeared some on and in it went slick as oil on water. I pumped that gift while Bobby sucked my titties, but soon realized that the seam momma had sewn in. Cassie's dreams about me are being blocked. And I'm blocking Susan's mother from trying to tell them anything about it. They know the Rite was done before, but they don't know that the Rite was stopped, or that it can be stopped. I was that careful."Laura finally nodded slowly. "Yes, it might work. If you don't screw it up. If you can really push Miss Sovert into making her control of Miss Woodrow permanent without alerting the others." I have it under control. By the end of the week, I'll have.