How do ya’ll pay me back? All-a-ya treat me like shit. Like I did something to hurt all-a-ya.’ Jon was in shock. Had he seriously just said that? ...ll the bad things he had done to them and he denied every single bit of it. ‘I’m innocent,’ he was telling him in secret Dad code. ‘I can’t believe you just said that. You abandoned us. You left us all for dead. I had nothing. Mom had nothing just because you couldn’t keep your cock in your pants. We had to suffer, Dad. Mom suffered.’ His voice. I wondered if she had all of my words and my silly promises stored up there as well. If so, I was in trouble because sometimes I was so desperate to bury my cock in pussy that I promised her the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars if she would only let me get inside her silly “Pooh Bear” panties. When I saw the smiling bear down around her ankles, I knew it was time to come knocking on Lucy’s door. One time, when we were all under the blanket at the campfire on the beach, I did Lucy in her rear door. “Ma’am, do you seriously expect that anyone will answer the questions in that list?” Roger exclaimed.“Well, answering questions like these is a requirement of the Program curriculum I have to follow.”“Everything there is intensely private. Even if someone were to answer them, how do you know the answer is true?” Cynthia asked in amazement.“I have to assume your complete honesty. This is a research topic, after all,” she said.Cynthia responded, “I’m blown away. Tell me, would you answer those. I tossed her blouse aside and looked down at her breasts in the lacy little bra she’s wearing. It’s just a flimsy little thing, very feminine, very sexy in an understated way. I suspect she put at least as much thought into what she wore as I did this morning. The bra is perfect.I began kissing her again while I unfastened her little skirt and pushed it down over her slender hips. It’s the perfect skirt for her sylphlike young body. It’s only slightly longer than the skirts Ellen picked out for.