This time Matt was there holding my hand. I'm not sure what I was feeling as I brought another little girl into the world, but it was different, and I...liked it. For the first time, I held the baby I had just given birth to, as Matt sat smiling beside me. I felt contentment, a joy that I had never felt before, and I realized that though I had given birth to ten c***dren, this time I was finally a mother.Three years later, my life was in many ways very much the same. My pants were getting tight. Deeper! Deeper! YES!!! Oh God, that waswonderful. I should go to my room and get a toy or two. Wasn't theresomebody having sex back there? I wonder if they'll mind an extraguest. No! I'm a guy. I'm a guy. My name is... Wayne. I have a littlecontrol. Gotta get out of this place. Maybe through here.Oh no. A male something. Just keep thinking about other things. I'm nota slut. I'm not a slut. I'm a horny slut. No! Gotta keep going. Wait...did he just invite me to join him. Those horns on his head,. It is sort of a bad play on words. Place your Bets on the table, boys! Im basically calling you a whore. I was very glad that I hadnt gotten dressed. It saved me having to try and wash the coffee out of my clothes as she spewed the mouthful across my kitchen before sputtering out several octaves of denials and foul words. And to think, she managed as her tirade wound down, that I suggested to Mother the camping trip be used for Gails adventure. Ah, so thats how she ended up there. Let me guess,. However, when we were almost there, an urge to pee came over me and I told my mother to stop so I could pee. She said that there was noplace to pull over and I should just hold it in as we were almost there.Unfortunately, before I knew what was happening, I peed all over myself andthe car seat. My mother became furious and said we had been only fiveminutes from my aunt's house. I sat there crying as we pulled up to auntJane's. I didn't want my aunt or my cousins to see me with my clothes.