For some reason, my locks had not been cut for several months. Motherliked to let her fingers slide through them. "It is so soft!" Herhair was dark...and went to the middle of her back. She used to curl itwhile I was watching. My hair was blonde and reached my shoulders."Pretty hair should not be cut!" The girls in my class agreed with mymom. They asked how I manged to keep it so neat. I had no idea.Mother was in charge of the shampooing. But I knew it was a wholeprocedure. Mother was. Shit! It was our neighbour Ted obviously back from business early and hopefully not going to pop his head over the fence and say hi! Owen at this point was upstairs getting changed whilst I was down on the patio area lying on my back shades on with my 34ff boobs out getting a very good tan developing having a great time. Ted had walked into the front of his house so there was no problem I was not spotted, meanwhile Owen went into the kitchen to get the drinks. At this point I was still unaware. Kit, will you and Tom sit over here with me? I pointed to the clean side of the bed.First of all, Tom and I were having sex. I am not going to make excuses. Ever since I was repaired by James' nanites, I have been killer horny. I do not know why. Every time I saw Tom I got hornier. This morning I found out that Tom was having the same problem that I was having. That broke the dam. We both asked Mary for help. She gave us the advice that she gave Kit last night. That did not help. It made it. His wife left him and he went to live deep in the bayou..."Shanti's voice was beginning to be tinged with venom."... where he lived with a black woman for the remainder of his life. They had twelve children, seven of them girls and he, in his insanity, raped every one of them. Three of those daughters bore his children. One was a girl who he impregnated when she was twelve and he almost eighty. The son she bore was my father."Shanti looked the older woman eye to eye with a controlled hatred in.