"Let me be, Florence. I promised only so as to reassure you. Let me be." No, I will not!" exclaimed the girl eagerly. "It's madness! I won't have you ...ay a single word. Oh, please, please stop!"He bent over her and smoothed her forehead, separating her mass of golden hair."Let me do things my own way, Florence," he said softly.She was silent, as though disarmed by the gentleness of his voice; and he whispered more words which Don Luis could not hear and which seemed to convince her.Perenna had. So with little to do, Ellen and Donna lay back on the raft and soaked up the sun. There were few other people on the river, so both girls removed their bikini tops and slathered their torsos with suntan oil. Mid-day temperatures were very hot, and periodically we would dive off the raft into the sluggish current. Compared to the dry desert air, the river water was downright cold, and when the girls pulled themselves back aboard the small raft their chilled nipples protruded invitingly. All day. The girl opens it, puts in some batteries. She turns it on for mom, explains the different speeds and explains the different ways to use it.Mom is getting thrilled. She asks about the rabbit. She said she has seen the infommercial and wants one for herself. The girl gets one and shows mom all the different ways it spins. Mom asked if they came in different colors. She wants a hot pink one.As the girl is looking for the color, mom goes to the magazine rack. She finds a penthouse. Looks. After a moment of reflection, you decide that it probably just means she hasn't gotten around to cleaning it out yet. Exhausted from travel and anxiety, you plop down onto the bed that you spent years talking on the phone, sleeping, masturbating in and fall asleep.When you awake, it's to a voice coming from downstairs - a man's voice. It's not one you recognize, and you realize that maybe surprising your mom without notice wasn't a great idea. You contemplate going downstairs and trying to.