"You've made me that way. Do you still want to kiss my breasts?"Rachel blushed and nodded her head with eagerness. Jennifer cupped her hand under her ...eft breast and offered it to her daughter."Kiss it, Baby!" she whispered excitedly. "Kiss Mommy's tit!"Rachel leaned down and placed a soft warm kiss on the top of Jennifer's globe of flesh then sat back up, a little embarrassed."Thank you sweetheart," Jennifer said politely. "Now its my turn."Rachel bared her small mound of tit-flesh for her. I slidthe nightgown over my head, not bothering to even put on panties andfollowed him into the living room. he was sitting in his favoritechair flipping through the channels on the TV. I stood in front ofhim, tears beginning to well up in my eyes. "I'm, I'm sorry that I made you mad, grampa, I didn't mean to." Icould feel a tear sliding down my cheek. I guess I made a pitifulsight, standing there in my bare feet, with nothing on but a thin,shorty nightgown. My grandfather held out his. . all of them. I was a prodigious reader and read our library by the 8th grade. I asked Jane ... the librarian ... if I could go through the basement storage. The basement was where all the copies of the Clinton County Republican News ... the local newspaper ... and every book that had been pulled for damage or no interest was stored. It was all in boxes. I didn’t find it.Mom had gone back to school for her Masters in Education. She got me a student dependent Michigan State Agricultural College. Beep. Beep. But the question on Buffy's mind isn't who the victim is, or who it was that dug the knife into the victim's stomach. It's a much more important question that needs answering. “You know...” Buffy turns her head to see Xander standing next to her suddenly. “Maybe it's different here in Scotland, but I'm fairly certain that back in the U.S. of A where you were born, it was customary when visiting a hospital patient to actually go inside and visit with them.” Buffy goes back to staring.