.errrr....I mean Mark I'm so proud of mommy's little gir...errrboy," she yelled out which yielded snickers from nearby lingeringstudents.Her comment r...affirming the common school gossip that he was gay. Withhis arched brows, flowing mid-shoulder length wavy hair, smelling likestrawberries and smooth complexion had started that rumor over a monthago. Well he could forget about all that now as he was going to college.When he got there the first thing he planned on doing was getting a buzzcut. When Pat pulled back a little I watched her make a fist and to my utter shock, she basically punched her finger back into Gran’s anus! This time Gran squealed and Pat laughed. I remembered I was holding a vibrator and I turned it to the on position and following the example given to my Pat, I jammed that sucker in her hard and fast. In fact, it went in so hard Pat went down flat on her belly and she moaned like a person struck with a mortal blow. With short hard blows I pounded the rubber. . so . . . brainwashed? She could not really want me to tie her down. I definitely needed help.----Wendy did arrive to eat her breakfast, but I was watching her, trying to make up my mind as to what to do . . . a strange, perverse, part of my mind was picturing her tied up on the bed with me whipping her. Another part of me wanted to take her away from the city, somewhere where she would be happier. In addition, one more part wanted my daughter back as I remembered her . . . but that was. When I introduced myself and explained my mission, she invited us in and gave us coffee.“Son, this is my home, and I have no intention of leaving. My family is buried here, and I plan to be, too. I have terminal cancer, and I’m past menopause, so the Confederacy doesn’t want me. If those Swarm things want my house, they are going to pay a dear price.”She explained, “My grandson is in construction. He had enough dynamite in my shed to blow at least a fifty-foot crater. I had him bring it into.