We were all starving and now the order of the day was food. I’d added an extension to the two tables in the staff dining room, so they now each seat...eight comfortably. I told Lindell and Kim that I thought of this room as the family dining room and the other one as the formal one.Lindell looked at our eating area. We often set the food out on the big central dividing bench. It made it easy to come in from any of the three doorways. You could fill your plate and then go find your seat. If you. The doors opened to an empty car. I turned to Mom."I know you're not old enough for me to call you Mom. Do you mind if I call you Mildred?She laughed. Why don't you call me Sue. That's my name." Sue. Sue. I like that. Like the Indians. And all this time I thought it was Mom."She was smiling like a schoolgirl. Which is just as well since I felt like a schoolboy.I'd felt that way since yesterday. I'd found the most prominent example of the type coma I'd spent my short career studying in a boy who. She rolled her head from side to side, briefly. He lay there, beside her, sleeping gently on his side, one of his arms casually thrown over her body, his hand cupping her breast. She smiled at him. She wanted to reach over and touch him. He had not permitted her to do that. He had taken her from the post, removed her clothes, and placed her upon the pillows. He awakened from within her all the secrets of being a woman, secrets her class and training denied her. Linda responded. . So it's just you and me now. And I've been so horny here, waiting for you all morning."He sounded so genuinely desperate to fuck her, it sent a shiver through me as he continued: "Can we please go to bed right now, darling? I want to do everything - and I can't stop thinking about you wearing your mask again, that was so hot last time."I smiled, knowing the last part was certainly true.They seemed to kiss for ages before the long, welcome descent of Kelly's dress zipper. The state of Barry's.