" What?! I think, THREE more!"And they do get more painful I am afraid." What? More painful too. I moan through the gag.I am sweating as I watch her t...ke the next two syringes and fill them. Thankfully the needle are short, but then she grabs my balls and makes the injection first into one then the other. I am totally on fire! She pats my inner thigh."Very good, nearly done, dear. I will need to get you very erect for this one." So she begins to stroke my penis, massaging the head. After a few. When I was walking back I noticed mom sitting with a red face and both of her hands were underher skirt. She jumped pulling her hands on her lap when she noticed I was back.Was I imagining things or was she rubbing herself? I just sat down without courage to do anything. After a while I noticed her squirming at her seat. She pulled her feet on the couch and started fanning her face with a magazine. I reached and put my hand on her shoulder. She pulled back like she was shocked by my hand."Mom. I brushed it and it seemed to just fall almostautomatically into gentle waves that cascaded down my back, almost tothe small of my back. I quickly cleaned up after myself and went intothe bedroom and got dressed. Nothing elaborate. Just a comfortablepair of slacks and a blouse, over a plain white bra and cottonpanties. A pair of socks and some low heeled flats completed my outfitfor the day out and I sat down at the vanity to apply a light coat ofmakeup.I never needed very much makeup as Holly.. When I turned my phone on, I was surprised to see that I had twenty-three messages, of those fifteen were for interviews by various news shows; I deleted those immediately. Five were from friends wanting to talk. The problem with those was that I did not consider them friends; they were also added to the deleted group. The next two were threats, both saying that I would burn in hell.The last message was from someone claiming to be an attorney. He stated in his message that he represented an.