It wasn’t that the desire wasn’t there, but that the relationship was gone having been destroyed by the pressures of being parents. She said, “Y...u’ll find a boy soon.”“No I won’t! School is out in three weeks. If a boy doesn’t ask me out, then I won’t be seeing another boy for three months,” Cathy whined.Curious, she asked, “Do you have a specific boy in mind?”“No. I don’t care who it is, I just want a boyfriend,” Cathy answered. She had dreamed about Robert Green, but had given up after. It only took about five minutes max to get all this done.Then, I purged the instant messaging log files, deleted all temporary files on Mom's computer, and cleared the cache and page file. The only remaining evidence of what had been in that awful instant messaging log file was now on the DVD-R in its slim jewel case in my hand. That was the hand that was still shaking slightly over what I'd discovered this afternoon about my mother.I was now the protector of a dark secret and I did not know. Since they weren't alive and couldn't be here today, she wanted the wedding to be here so that it would feel like they were part of it. Her husband Harold had demanded she have the best wedding ever. And it almost was. The sick man showed up and bit one of the guests. From there, all hell broke loose. The bitten guest suddenly turned and bit another guest and it just spread out from there. People were going crazy tearing one another apart. She'd seen this before but only in movies. She could. She needed something, she had to have the fingers back. "Oh my..." The warm velvet steel rod slid down from her button to her labia which practically moved aside of their own volition. The hidden territory within was a vacuum, sucking the velvet rod inside, welcoming it like a long lost love, and she came again, stronger this time, and a little louder. Involuntarily, Michelle's legs wrapped themselves around him, a man at least fifteen years her junior, who she only saw twenty minutes ago.