Speaking of college ... George says that we don't have the money to pay my tuition, and Mom is going to have to get my real father to come up with it....He lives in New York, somewhere, but my mother only hears from his work address, so she doesn't know where he lives. Maybe he'll want to know me someday...I miss you so much. I know I'm just rambling on and on. I don't want to close this, and send it, because that means I will stop thinking about you, and go do the things that I have to do,. Thanks, Daddy." He proceeded to feed her and himself in turns as she lathered and rinsed her body. He interspersed bites with little kisses and laughter. They talked about everyday things. Finally she asked for a towel. Instead of handing her one, he held one out and opened it for her to walk into. She stood still as he dried her off. He leaned down and kissed a nipple, and then went farther down and kissed her mound. She had just a hint of pubic hair, and his tongue couldn't resist dipping. And then suddenly the screaming stopped, the people slowed down and the chaos gave way to silence. I knew I was close. I didn’t know what sort of devil awaited me but I knew that I had knocked on his front door. I was in the inner circle of hell and the Prince of Greed had done nothing to stop me. And then I saw it. In a single moment I witnessed all the fear, sin and weakness of mankind. The way it was presented to me was so primal that it almost makes me laugh to think about. The winding. While he was lost in thought Helentook his wig off its stand and ran a bead of glue around the wig cap.Tom asked her why.Her reply was straight forward, "You don't want your hair to come off inthe throes of passion. It would destroy the illusion."Helen finished his transformation by putting 4 gaudy rings on each hand,followed by 5 THIN bracelets on one wrist and a thin woman's watch on theother. Then the pi?ce de r?sistance was his Tiffany necklace. Shehanded Tiffany his purse and the two.