We finished the large jug of cocktail. We watched some inane movie and were ready for bed.Aunt Shari, Libby, Buster and grandpa went together. Uncle T...m, Harry and I slept together. We hardly slept. Uncle Tom had been dreaming of fucking me for some time and he refused to let me sleep even when I was half unconscious. I must have passed out three times but uncle Tom and his pet Harry kept on fucking me mercilessly until morning. Uncle Tom fucked me with ferocity that matched my daddy and. "Damn you, Jer'Tock! If you think having your trained bimbo perform parlor tricks is going to change my mind, you're stupider than I thought!" With that he whirled and took a step towards the door.I again raised my arm towards him, made the motion at him with my hand as if I was releasing a power at him then felt the familiar mental pop. I had expended even less energy this time! I made him turn around and walk back to Jer'Tock using arm motions to describe what I was having him do. I made it. Tucker panics, thinking the jig is up. “Oh no. She must’ve seen the Thermos and recognized it. I’m doomed.” She pulls him close and, much to his surprise, plants a deep kiss on his lips. The shock of it causes Tucker to drop the Fenton Thermos, which falls behind a trunk and out of view. Ember pulls away from the kiss and smiles. “Thanks, runt. You made me realize what a fool I’ve been. There’s only way for Ember…and that’s the way of ROCK!!!” Tucker is still stunned over the kiss, and is ready. It was unusual given that Jenny was fifty-eight-years-old and Olivia was seventeen-years-old. However, Jenny enjoyed the friendship of the teenager, and Olivia loved being around a grandma figure. So, as time went on, Olivia would often knock on Jenny’s door with a cake or biscuits she had cooked herself and they sat in the kitchen and chatted about what they had been doing, just like friends would.Jenny often referred to Olivia as, ‘Sweetie,’ and Olivia always addressed Jenny as, ‘Mrs..