Momma has been there for her, her whole life. You haven’t. I don’t want you there.’ ‘Can you call me back after four? I need to think about yo...r request and I want you to call me back. Can you do that?’ ‘Four?’ ‘Yes.’ There was a pause and she said, ‘Yes, I’ll call you at four.’ I called Krystn. ‘Honey, I want you and Matt to take your Momma out for dinner. I’ll pay for dinner. I want the four of us to talk. She shouldn’t know I’ll be there. This is important to me and I think important to the. “I think it’s my turn to see what you’re offering madam,” he told her.Cassy had looked at him. He could tell she wasn’t used to a guy not coming in her mouth, once she had started, especially one as young as he was. He watched her get off the bed and then he took her place.He sat back on the bed and leant back on his elbows to watch her strip. He had found he liked to watch a woman remove her clothing for him. He watched as she carefully removed each item in a manner designed to keep him erect.. "Hi, Troy! How are you? I'm soooo looking forward to our date tonight, aren't you?" There was a long pause, and then, really distant and distracted-sounding, he said, "Oh, yeah, sure." Immediately, a tone of concern entered my voice: "Troy? Honey? Are you OK? Is everything all right?" He insisted that it was, but got off the phone quickly. I surmised that he realized that something big was happening to him, but he hadn't yet figured out what it was!Entry Six: Troy Something was wrong, and I. On the days when Mother was otherwise occupied, Rudine and I took the school bus. We always sat together. We spent a lot of time sitting in the back seat of my mother's station wagon or on the school bus. We talked about all sorts of things. Rudine was interested in many of the same things that I was. Like me, she was a budding intellectual. She was an only child with no close neighbors. She read a lot. We were both science fiction fans. We'd swap pulp magazines and paperback books. We could.