" Mother, I care. Actually, I care a lot. I care enough that I want you to be healed. Good bye, Mother."'I'm not sick. I don't need to be healed."I sa...d, "Then we are at an impasse. Again, good bye, Mother." Good bye, Brad." Her phone clicked off. I pressed the "off" button on mine.Karen said, "Is she learning?" Not yet, Love. The pinch is starting. The pain hasn't really started yet. This will take a while. Remember, Rome wasn't built in a day."We pulled in at a restaurant and ate. Then, we. Have to sit to pee? I'll just have to get use toit she says."Go ahead Dana take some of that vaginal cr?me and put it inside yourlittle pussy. We girls do it all the time so don't be afraid." Darlenesaid to him as he stood open mouthed before the full-length mirror.He couldn't believe what he was seeing. As he inserted first one fingerand then a second to apply the cr?me, he could feel ridges on theinside. He had never had his finger inside a real vagina, but realizedit probably felt just like. She yelled at the top of her voice, If you don't get out this instant I will come in there myself and get you. I knew by her tone that she meant ever word, so I pulled the elastic down till it was strapped in standing straight up. As I pulled the zipper up I remembered the time I got it caught half way and was screaming in pain. She felt sorry for me, made me stop crying and to this day she tells that story to her friends. So I zipped up, ran out side and turned on the bullshit. As soon as I. It was the best I could do. I made a plan then to have the steak and a beer with them then split. Funny thing though I got sidetracked. Deacon started telling his tales and singing his song, even more amazing Selma matched him story for story. They talked about WWII. Deacon told his OSS stories and Selma told her Pacific war nurse stories. She had been Twenty one in 1943 so I calculated her age to be 46 or 47. She seemed way to old for me, but the more I listened to she and Uncle Deacon talk,.