." But I can't walk," I blurted out, gesturing to my tail and cryingharder as it hit me that I'd probably never be able to walk or runagain."We have a...wheelchair you can borrow," the nurse said, giving me asympathetic look. Then she looked to mom and told her, "It isn'tuncommon for people to go through their twists here at school so we tryto be prepared for whatever they might need."A few minutes later, I was in the wheelchair, but it wasn't a verycomfortable. My new tail was a little longer. " What!? You wouldn't do that would you? Please don't." I pleaded as I took the DVD from the drive, on the verge of cracking it in two."Oh that's your copy. I have another and I think it will be a best seller." She smiled mischievously. Was she joking? Would she do that to me?"Please don't." I implored."Ok I won't I promise (she gave me a quick peck on the lips) but you have to do something for me." She handed me a business card."Yes OK I will I promise." I said with relief and looked at the. "I suppose I deserve it for wanting to hear about how it went the night my daughter got her cherry popped." She sounded mildly irritated, not pissed."I was kidding, but I actually think that Beth would go for it."She thought about it a second. "No," she said slowly, "I think that might be carrying the mother-daughter thing a bit far." I smirked. Then she zinged me back with, "But I wouldn't mind a little one on one sometime." She smirked back at me."Well, I'm afraid you're out of luck this. Fourteen months ago, it was all a fun little fantasy as she messaged with Vince from bed. Then his visits became a regular thing, and the idea started becoming a little less far-fetched.This new chapter though was going to be a leap I was getting more and more nervous about. The girls loved him, and already thought of him as an uncle more or less, but now he would be living with us. Or maybe we would be living with him. Kate loved thinking of him as a masculine, dominant head of the house. It.