What we had occurring now was a host of problems that had festered too long, and were now spawning new problems for all of us. No changes being consid...red would do anything to help the underlying problems. Shirley taking the children and leaving wasn't going to solve the real problems.I was back in Joyce's car, driving back to Mama's house when it finally hit me fully. I was the problem.In spite of my reconciliation with Eddie, Dale and Cindy, the differences in me were still coming between all. I was so excited.. I figured she changed her mind and maybe liked the game.. or better yet wanted to get fucked. When I went back downstairs I noticed my luggage moved around and surprisingly I found 2 more pairs of panties in the basket. I picked up a pair of pain satin black pair and found a tan one to inhale and headed for the basement bathroom. I put a huge load in those black panties and put them back on top of the hamper spread wide open for her to find. I took my luggage out of the. ..but not now...not ever!What kind of a girl can respect a grown man who lets his mother take down hisundies and whip his buttocks in the front yard? And how theguys had razzed him about it the next day in the locker room! A couple ofthem had actually turned Bobbie over one of the benches and corn-holed himbecause all he was was a pathetic sissy! But of courseBobbie knew that Mummie only did these disciplines for Bobbie's own good, andhe was trying to learn to be more grateful for it. On the. And, she had to obey after all, didn't she? And with all the other pictures that had already been taken, a few more wouldn't be that bad."Thanks," the guy responded and his smile returned. "Let's go over there," he then suggested.Sandra walked up to a statue to the side of the street. It was a statue of a peasant woman who was carrying two milk jugs."Can you just lean in towards the statue for us?" the guy asked.Obediently, Sandra did like asked. Those guys must have been going out in a group.