” FellFallow realized that he must still have his face twisted into a scowl. FellFallow tried to summon his normal impassive expression but had no w...y of knowing whether or not he succeeded. The old gentleman continued “You seem to like your vittles, I guess all boys of your age have a strong appetite. Isn’t it better though, to live?”“What do you mean by that?” FellFallow asked back trying to keep his voice low. FellFallows voice was quite loud though and the man took a step back because of. None of the straps holding me were released and the harness and tube containing my cock and balls was left in place.Mistress Laura loosened the clamps holding the collar around my neck and stretched it to enlarge the opening. She tightened the clamps to hold it so my head would fit through the opening. She removed the strap over my forehead. Then she and Mistress Carol slid the cot down until my head passed through the opening in the collar. Mistress Laura had supported my head with one hand. It's alright to start your mourning now for your father and yourself, but control it so that you don't make him feel worse."When he dies, you will have this giant ranch to run. We will all help you as much as we can, but it will ultimately be your responsibility. You will have to be strong then, so go ahead and be as weak as you need to be now. Cry now if it will help you, because you will not have time for a lot of tears later."On the road to Julesburg, NMT, July 1899"Why did that horrible man. Sitting right there beside him in the dark theater, I felt calm. We went out to the parking lot and continued to talk. I could have stayed awake all night long just to be next to him, baring my soul and all of life’s problems. He was just as terrified as I was. Neither of us knew what to do about my situation. I hugged him. I told him I knew he would be trouble the moment I'd laid eyes on him.I got back into my car, and he into his. I watched him drive away as I cried. A moment earlier, I'd.