" She smacked my ass hard and told me to call her "Mommy." I then said, "yes, Mommy." I was rewarded with "good boy" and a deep kiss on the lips. I ...elt like I was being controled by this older woman, but I didn't care, I just had one hope raging through my teenage mind. Then she turned off the shower and dryed me, then herself off. I stood in the middle of the bath- room with my cock looking like a flagpole. She told me it was time for bed. She took me by the hand and led me to my room. Well, that is what I thought.Now that we were alone Amanda put her arm around my neck and snuggled into my neck and softly said. “Now that we are alone darling shall we get to know each other a bit better.” “What has brought this on, you don't normally even kiss me.” “I don't know, I was talking to mum about how I was feeling towards you and how far I wanted to go, what to wear and how I did things and when you came in tonight it all seemed to fall into place.” “I thought it. “Shelly, please do not leave me now. How am I to go on without you to guide me in our dreams?” Austin cried as he maneuvered his body against hers in the hospital bed. Shelly’s parents sat silently as the clock strikes midnight. Shelly’s breathing becomes rasped as her vitals began to fall. Austin held onto her tightly crying and fearing if he let go that shelly would leave him then. “Please do not take her away from me. Shelly I love you and I wish I could go instead of you.” He sobbed into. Jessamine Buller. Editor’s note: By the time this story was put together by the various participants, Joan Agass had retired to South Africa after the death of her beloved mother. It was impractical to go to East London, and she did not feel up to the effort of writing her story herself, so she suggested that we should ask her close friend and confidant to tell it. This is Joan’s story as told by Dr. Buller to Ivy Matthews. I first met Joan Agass when I joined the medical practise in Highcross.