It started with an argument over money with her husband Dave. She burnt the breakfast toast because the toaster stuck in the down position. When she s...uck a knife in the toaster to push down on the release spring the toaster made a "pssst" sound and stopped working altogether. She dropped the pot to the Mr. Coffee on the floor and it shattered sending pieces of glass all over the place. When she tried to vacuum up the really small pieces the Hoover quit on her and she checked and found that the. When she let go, she asked me to come in, and I couldn't say no, especially since I could smell a something sweet cooking. I couldn't quite place it, but it was very familiar and it made me think happy thoughts. Thoughts of someone I knew a few years ago, who I left behind to go fight...We went into the living room and she asked me to sit and if I wanted a drink. She had some water waiting for me on the coffee table."Is that Jack?!" I knew that voice. It couldn't be. Was it really....?"Mom, is. Leanna was taking forever and my bratty impatient self was sitting alone in Leanna's living room trying to find things to entertain myself with on my phone.Waiting in the living room, I was dressed in a blue plaid mini skirt, with my frilly floral panties, a white lace bralette, and black stockings underneath. With the ever so cliche tied white button up to complete my school girl ensemble. Hair down and curly with simple make up, and red lipstick. Leanna finally came out wearing a black corset. I turn down the volume when my little girl enters the living room.With small steps she walks on beautiful black colored shoes with high heels, to the center of the room. Her posture is, as I have learned her, perfect. She faces me with her feet facing forward, her back is straight and she rolls her shoulders back. This brings her shoulder blades closer together while she’s breaths slowly, her chest moving up and forward. She has her arms by her side and she turns her hands so that her thumbs.